<?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-2665918800814018777</id><updated>2012-02-17T07:41:54.760-05:00</updated><category term='Blogoholic'/><category term='I-like-Lists-b/c-they-make-me-feel-organized'/><category term='Download Overload'/><category term='Books are Beautiful'/><category term='Boring: Career'/><category term='My Secret Affair(s)'/><category term='XOXO- Gossip Girl'/><category term='The Good times i can&apos;t rmb'/><category term='I love my Girl(s)'/><category term='Beauty is Torture'/><category term='Me-myself-and-i'/><category term='mobile blogging'/><category term='命運'/><category term='Victoria Concordia Crescit'/><category term='Social Media Whore'/><category term='A Girls tale: Shopping'/><category term='epic adventures of the mister and i'/><category term='I Need a Passport'/><category term='Operation Special Project'/><category term='&#xA;Blogoholic&#xA;Beast Mode命運I am a Starbucks-oholicfffoundFOOTBALL is sexy'/><category term='fffound'/><category term='Random Babble'/><category term='Boyfriend Bliss'/><category term='FOOTBALL is sexy'/><category term='Project Debbie Travis on a Budget'/><category term='Beast Mode'/><category term='im a dork'/><category term='Design Monster'/><category term='Beauty has a Price'/><category term='Asianavenue Style'/><category term='blog projects'/><category term='Edward Cullen is a God'/><category term='Reminiscing the Past'/><category term='Cineplex Complex'/><category term='I am a Starbucks-oholic'/><category term='Stalking by Nature'/><category term='Boring: Finances'/><category term='recall my past life: xanga'/><category term='Sweet Nothings'/><category term='the dental industry enjoys robbing me'/><category term='Ohana means Family'/><category term='Fashion is Suicidal'/><category term='I heart the Printing Industry'/><category term='comic books and pokemon are my thing'/><category term='Bitching Rant'/><category term='Dreammoods.com'/><category term='no tag'/><category term='Machine-Gun Typing=Word Vomit'/><title type='text'>#donotlosetolife</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>749</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-3907695142864558552</id><published>2012-01-10T01:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T01:15:43.858-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell</title><content type='html'>I&amp;nbsp; think this is it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end of yescinderella at blogspot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to do a migrate over to somewhere else (the link which you can find below) because this blog here has no longer motivate me to write on it anymore. I can't tell whether its because I feel like I just don't have the time to blog any more, no inspiration or a combination of those plus one more. Perhaps its the new job and everything is just going so well but a part of me feels like this blog is just a piece of the past that I live in whenever I blog here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PREFACE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started out blogging over on Asianavenue when I was in post-grade 12 because of 6453. From there I moved over to Xanga and assumed the online handle of Saymuidang on Monday, January 03, 2005. I later switched to Dorkus_x on Wednesday, June 29, 2005 because then too, I wanted to leave some things behind and I thought switching blogs would help me with that. Finally on 2008 I moved here, to blogspot and have posted 748 entries in 1460 days.&amp;nbsp; Not too shabby i reckon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BODY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all that history, stats, numbers etc. set aside- in lament terms- &lt;b&gt;I've been fucking blogging for the past 7 years and I really don't want to lose that spark and individuality that sets me apart from everyone else. &lt;/b&gt;I love blogging, so so much. I defines me. There has yet to be a single person whom ive met (well maybe except one other person and maybe @annnbug too) who has actually kept up with blogging for more than 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been so, SO incrediably tough. I've struggled and fought so, so hard since May of 2010. Relationship-wise and Career-wise, not going to lie, it was a battle that i truly felt I could not win in. I would lose to life, lose to everything- ultimately consuming me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then just like that, it seems like everything just decided to fall into place. Which brings me to present day. This blog has documented the bigger portion of my life that i considered to be the happiest. The days of bliss and when i felt like I was the happiest and luckiest person on the face of this earth. Something i am unbelievably thankful for but also something that is in fact, the past. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CONCLUSION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;I never felt more for the need to move forward because i want to. I want to and need to leave this piece of my past behind.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; I feel like a part of me will always wait if I keep up with this blog and I don't want that. I am so tired of those days, I just don't want to look back anymore. You all may think that i am pretty lame and stupid at this point because this is JUST a blog. Well um, fuck you. Someeeeoneee ate a big bowl of bitchflakes today. You clearly don't know me. i dont care much about those who don't understand me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYHOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on going to be doing my blogging here: &lt;a href="http://2-nd-chances.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;http://2-nd-chances.tumblr.com/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KXvFvAsJ0B8/TwvQPfgKHPI/AAAAAAAABfo/cTnrXBJIUaI/s1600/tumblr_lpwmd5bVrF1qceegfo1_500_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I haven't really done much over there but soon enough. I'm slowly building it up. I shall also be doing my 2011 annual review of my year over at this new place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably come back to blogspot one day when im bored of tumblr (its more of a micro-blogging website aka on-the-go-lazy blogging). Under a different handle of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooo. And guess what people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KXvFvAsJ0B8/TwvQPfgKHPI/AAAAAAAABfo/cTnrXBJIUaI/s1600/tumblr_lpwmd5bVrF1qceegfo1_500_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out blogspot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-3907695142864558552?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/3907695142864558552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=3907695142864558552&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/3907695142864558552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/3907695142864558552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2012/01/farewell.html' title='Farewell'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KXvFvAsJ0B8/TwvQPfgKHPI/AAAAAAAABfo/cTnrXBJIUaI/s72-c/tumblr_lpwmd5bVrF1qceegfo1_500_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-8577255466230887622</id><published>2012-01-09T01:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T01:00:56.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'>change</title><content type='html'>so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;IM TEST BLOGGING SOMEWHERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see how that goes. if it goes well. l'll put the link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and happy new year kids!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-8577255466230887622?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/8577255466230887622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=8577255466230887622&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/8577255466230887622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/8577255466230887622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2012/01/change.html' title='change'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-7232533754491818536</id><published>2011-12-30T21:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T21:26:28.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been a while</title><content type='html'>I know...i havent updated....in over a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pathetic of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said, everything is great. I REALLY want to do an annual reflection of my year as I have been doing for the past 6 or 7 years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Everything is finally coming together. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-7232533754491818536?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/7232533754491818536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=7232533754491818536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/7232533754491818536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/7232533754491818536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-been-while.html' title='Its been a while'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-8995320980412559999</id><published>2011-11-14T00:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T00:23:05.975-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a bloody mess</title><content type='html'>thats what i am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-8995320980412559999?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/8995320980412559999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=8995320980412559999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/8995320980412559999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/8995320980412559999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/11/bloody-mess.html' title='a bloody mess'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-1603372098955935320</id><published>2011-11-09T10:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T10:05:17.415-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='命運'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogoholic'/><title type='text'>i miss blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;鐘意一個不應該鐘意的人是最大的笑話 ha ha ha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Going to find a day to blog. I miss it. And I'm sure you people miss me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I hope.&amp;nbsp;&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/2665918800814018777-1603372098955935320?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/1603372098955935320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=1603372098955935320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/1603372098955935320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/1603372098955935320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-miss-blogging.html' title='i miss blogging'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-7579397443741489376</id><published>2011-10-26T22:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T22:09:45.624-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boring: Career'/><title type='text'>2nd Day</title><content type='html'>Dear lord i am EXHAUSTED. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because my commute to work is TWO BLOODY HOURS...........ONE WAY. Yes that's right, i bus, subway and streetcar it to work. I lose four hours of my day, every single day and mark my words- i am cranky as fuck. So dont get in my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, absolutely wonderful first day of work yesterday. This is what work seriously should be like. I mean, aside from the horrid commute and possibly the lack of eye candy (which isnt too bad because i could focus on work as oppose to these 'eye candy'), its a pretty awesome place to work at. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some highlights of my first day-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Orientation done at Starbucks. Drinks on manager. Win #1&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The people at the office dress SOOOOO nicely. ESPECIALLY the boys on my team. Motivates me to not look like a slob. Win #3 &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brand new IMAC and Macbook Pro, out of the box. For me to take home if please (obvs i know it means taking work home. OH WELL). Win #2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My team (Strategy and Analytics....yes i work with the Math Squad of the company) were sweethearts and took me out for Beer and Wild Boar. Best lunch, ever.Win #4&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Also found out my co-workers are alcoholics like myself. Win #5&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Arsenal won our game. Win #6&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Twitter desktop allowed and installed. Win #7&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Oh and it rained like a bitch too. Can't forget that. But that's not a win. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, definitely a good two days. Me happys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND......................HALLOWEEN THIS WEEKEND!!! YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall leave it at that. toodles! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-7579397443741489376?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/7579397443741489376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=7579397443741489376&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/7579397443741489376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/7579397443741489376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/10/2nd-day.html' title='2nd Day'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-624895770508868338</id><published>2011-10-24T00:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T00:29:30.499-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='命運'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boring: Career'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Machine-Gun Typing=Word Vomit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOOTBALL is sexy'/><title type='text'>Losing to life</title><content type='html'>Greetings everyone (to who comes around stillllllllll). I am back with somewhat of an update. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SURPRISE TO ALL YOU MONDAY MORNING PEOPLE. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last blog was almost a month ago and ive been told by SO many people to do something about it (im so sorry! lol). To whom i speak to and are close with, they all knew that i was seriously losing it. &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Everything was just not okay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. I was unhappy. I was frustrated. Job searching and interviews hit a halt. I got sick. I couldn't let go of certain things. Arsenal was doing poorly. I reached the end of my savings. Everything was so bleak and i felt like i just couldn't win. I was losing to life and I was losing badly. Defeat caught up with me and was killing me. I tell myself everyday that "it shall pass" and i just need to keep on going but it got increasingly difficult. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then just like that. BOOM. Everything comes together in ONE WEEK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one week, two things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xD2VjO8CmXM/TqTgEowRbhI/AAAAAAAABfY/A_IUYtcjFhI/s1600/tumblr_lkq0k87bW21qf2lcco1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xD2VjO8CmXM/TqTgEowRbhI/AAAAAAAABfY/A_IUYtcjFhI/s1600/tumblr_lkq0k87bW21qf2lcco1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;First&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.5 years of FT unemployment. Roughly 75 applications (give or take two)- i am bloody finally fucking employed. Fuck. It was literally one thing after another. E-mailed application &amp;gt; Interview (Design challenge, 4 people interview) &amp;gt; 2 hours later when i was STILL on the bus, call back for ref check &amp;gt; ref check, design challenge #2, Phone interview &amp;gt; Offer emailed to me at 5pm, Friday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOM BITCHES. That's for all of you who would kill to see me fall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work my ass off, applying, constantly coming up with new, creative things to add to cover letters, infographs, etc. I did this without the help of anyone and I am proud as hell with myself and i am NOT afraid to be vain and admit that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, to all my girls? This Christmas is going to be awesome. JUST SAYING. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Second,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eP2u1vu2eI/TqTgWnfKcPI/AAAAAAAABfg/3ykftTglQ2A/s1600/tumblr_lkahtsoh2Y1qiln3bo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eP2u1vu2eI/TqTgWnfKcPI/AAAAAAAABfg/3ykftTglQ2A/s1600/tumblr_lkahtsoh2Y1qiln3bo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still, might, perhaps, maybe, not know exactly what i want. But ive never been more sure of what i DON'T want. Consider it another lesson learned for me. Today's Shiv's Bridal Shower confirmed with me even more, of what is it that i do want. At the end of the day, i am STILL okay with being single. Until i find my Azza (footy player) of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;# # #&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm turning a quarter of a century in a week and a half.....ish. And i have NOT felt better than this in a VERY long time. Except perhaps my weight. &lt;i&gt;(Definitely fatty mode again)&lt;/i&gt;. But im not going to complain because this is SO much better than I asked for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and Arsenal is starting to look hopeful again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THANKKKK YOUUUUU JEEEEBUS.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-624895770508868338?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/624895770508868338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=624895770508868338&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/624895770508868338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/624895770508868338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/10/losing-to-life.html' title='Losing to life'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xD2VjO8CmXM/TqTgEowRbhI/AAAAAAAABfY/A_IUYtcjFhI/s72-c/tumblr_lkq0k87bW21qf2lcco1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-5753294350381694273</id><published>2011-09-29T20:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T20:13:57.475-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H1yU9dUQ1Mg/ToUJahtTRGI/AAAAAAAABfU/Nnjh6rosHCc/s1600/tumblr_lrvg2gXiLz1qjn7hqo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H1yU9dUQ1Mg/ToUJahtTRGI/AAAAAAAABfU/Nnjh6rosHCc/s1600/tumblr_lrvg2gXiLz1qjn7hqo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been extremely sick the entire week plus haven't felt like blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Consider this a temporary hiatus.&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/2665918800814018777-5753294350381694273?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/5753294350381694273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=5753294350381694273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/5753294350381694273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/5753294350381694273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/09/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H1yU9dUQ1Mg/ToUJahtTRGI/AAAAAAAABfU/Nnjh6rosHCc/s72-c/tumblr_lrvg2gXiLz1qjn7hqo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-2658796067803485687</id><published>2011-09-19T23:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T23:54:06.287-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fffound'/><title type='text'>disney</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-siLrm-unqmw/TngNENH3NoI/AAAAAAAABfM/d9mYSX_juTg/s1600/tumblr_lq17t1l50m1qzbm6ao1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-siLrm-unqmw/TngNENH3NoI/AAAAAAAABfM/d9mYSX_juTg/s1600/tumblr_lq17t1l50m1qzbm6ao1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fscqXC975Zw/TngNFsS5MAI/AAAAAAAABfQ/qJHSnMkuAZU/s1600/tumblr_lq17t1l50m1qzbm6ao2_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fscqXC975Zw/TngNFsS5MAI/AAAAAAAABfQ/qJHSnMkuAZU/s1600/tumblr_lq17t1l50m1qzbm6ao2_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How many have you seen?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-2658796067803485687?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/2658796067803485687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=2658796067803485687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/2658796067803485687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/2658796067803485687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/09/how-many-have-you-seen.html' title='disney'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-siLrm-unqmw/TngNENH3NoI/AAAAAAAABfM/d9mYSX_juTg/s72-c/tumblr_lq17t1l50m1qzbm6ao1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-3562008497709513166</id><published>2011-09-18T23:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T23:46:14.676-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='命運'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no tag'/><title type='text'>exhausted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xGB_MeCrKtY/Tna5dALCIzI/AAAAAAAABfI/Cgk8mjgSjJI/s1600/tumblr_lojnci1HVs1qb725jo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xGB_MeCrKtY/Tna5dALCIzI/AAAAAAAABfI/Cgk8mjgSjJI/s1600/tumblr_lojnci1HVs1qb725jo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too sure if i even recognize myself anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-3562008497709513166?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/3562008497709513166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=3562008497709513166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/3562008497709513166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/3562008497709513166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/09/exhausted.html' title='exhausted'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xGB_MeCrKtY/Tna5dALCIzI/AAAAAAAABfI/Cgk8mjgSjJI/s72-c/tumblr_lojnci1HVs1qb725jo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-9190799445364039541</id><published>2011-09-16T10:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T10:06:33.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Brilliant Sub-Concious</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shower Curtain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see a shower curtain in your dream indicates that you are not fully expressing your emotions. There is something that you are still hiding from others. Alternatively, the dream suggests that you are trying to protect those around you from your personal setbacks and emotional outbursts.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-9190799445364039541?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/9190799445364039541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=9190799445364039541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/9190799445364039541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/9190799445364039541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-brilliant-sub-concious.html' title='My Brilliant Sub-Concious'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-8552850489159601065</id><published>2011-09-14T12:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T12:48:15.595-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog projects'/><title type='text'>&amp; we begin....with my lil blog exercise.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;The person i like and why i like them. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Erm. This topic is a bit flawed because i don't like anyone right now. Something that is terribly SHOCKING because for anyone who has known me for a long time would know that i always gotta have a crush (Crush. Not boyfriend. Two very different things) and then i would have back-up crushes and back-up for my back-up crushes haha Or at least that was how it was in high school. But now, absolutely nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be nice though, to have a crush. Someone that would make me nervous and give me butterflies. Dressing up for myself is never as satisfying as dressing up for someone else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said, its probably not a good idea for me to have a crush right now. Don't want to involve a 2nd party into my stress and issues. They would probably turn around and leave, as they all do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STORY OF MY LIFE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to go back to looking for these Scarlett Johannson nudie pics. I dont like being left out. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-8552850489159601065?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/8552850489159601065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=8552850489159601065&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/8552850489159601065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/8552850489159601065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/09/we-beginwith-my-lil-blog-exercise.html' title='&amp; we begin....with my lil blog exercise.'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-11896118458891360</id><published>2011-09-13T23:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T23:55:03.787-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='命運'/><title type='text'>#dontwanttolosetolife</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1D2uG-kaqVQ/TnAlUrIY9RI/AAAAAAAABfE/MkTvvx6TEpg/s1600/tumblr_lpwmd5bVrF1qceegfo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1D2uG-kaqVQ/TnAlUrIY9RI/AAAAAAAABfE/MkTvvx6TEpg/s1600/tumblr_lpwmd5bVrF1qceegfo1_500.jpg" /&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/2665918800814018777-11896118458891360?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/11896118458891360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=11896118458891360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/11896118458891360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/11896118458891360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/09/dontwanttolosetolife.html' title='#dontwanttolosetolife'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1D2uG-kaqVQ/TnAlUrIY9RI/AAAAAAAABfE/MkTvvx6TEpg/s72-c/tumblr_lpwmd5bVrF1qceegfo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-5035530050194355836</id><published>2011-09-13T23:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T23:52:01.435-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogoholic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog projects'/><title type='text'>Lets do this again. BLOG PROJECT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xp8XEwt2_fg/TnAks-pwmdI/AAAAAAAABfA/IsvZzbfd7Gs/s1600/tumblr_ljg5xaJ84t1qhxrsqo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xp8XEwt2_fg/TnAks-pwmdI/AAAAAAAABfA/IsvZzbfd7Gs/s1600/tumblr_ljg5xaJ84t1qhxrsqo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i haven't "typed" anything of my own in an EXTREMELY long time. I think i really need to get back into it because i feel like ive losted a lot of that "spark" and that "edge" when it comes to blogging. For one thing, i'm not even too sure of who even comes around here anymore to read my crap. Or if anyone does for that matter. (Ahhhh well i know for sure that K does. Cousin does. C does. And i suspect so do you JL lol) Other than that i have no idea. Anyways since i dont want to lose that blogging spark COMPLETELY, i am going to have to start one of these WRITTEN (not picture) blog projects to force myself to type something daily. I've always told people blogging is like anything else, its a skill (plus motivation &amp;amp; inspiration of course) and through repetition you would only get better at it and it will gradually become easier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is. Zee list. Exciting isn't it. Stuff that i actually want to write about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;The person i like and why i like them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;A famous person i’ve been compared to.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;5 things that irritate me about the same sex/opposite sex.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;The best thing that has happened to me this week.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Weird things i do when i’m alone.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;How i’d spend ten thousand bucks.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Things i like and things i don’t like about the way i look.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;My last night out in detail.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Something that makes me sad when i think about it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Something i’ve lied about.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Would i rather be stranded on a desert island with someone i love for ten years or someone i hate for a month? explain why.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Something i’m currently worrying about.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;One person from tumblr i’d throw off a cliff, one i’d marry and one i’d fuck.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Something i do without realising.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics that apply to my current situation/mood.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;A drunken story.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Something i regret.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Post a picture of myself.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;My longest relationship and who it was with.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Press ctrl v and post.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Post a bit of my last IM convo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;5 things i want to change.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;My view on being tumblr famous.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Someone i’d like to be for a day and why.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;5 things within touching distance.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Story of my first kiss.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Will start tomorrow. Along with other stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-5035530050194355836?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/5035530050194355836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=5035530050194355836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/5035530050194355836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/5035530050194355836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/09/lets-do-this-again-blog-project.html' title='Lets do this again. BLOG PROJECT.'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xp8XEwt2_fg/TnAks-pwmdI/AAAAAAAABfA/IsvZzbfd7Gs/s72-c/tumblr_ljg5xaJ84t1qhxrsqo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-295003140459067721</id><published>2011-09-11T21:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T21:05:26.529-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no tag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fffound'/><title type='text'>fffound</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tr15vif5EIw/Tm1YTBmF8cI/AAAAAAAABe0/m1zp95J5OMo/s1600/lights-tribute-911.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xq8MnxZsm_M/Tm1YytkhVnI/AAAAAAAABe4/SI3kwrcIYX4/s1600/light-tribute-911.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tribute in Light&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A team of 30 electricians worked through the night yesterday to prepare  for the 10th anniversary of the World Trade Center attacks which takes  place on Sunday. The ‘Tribute in Light’ is made up of 88 bulbs which  project two blue beacons of light up into the heavens that is visible  from a 60 mile radius. The tribute will be powered on for the entire day  and night on Sunday to remember the people who died on September  11, 2001.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6LjjphOpcGg/Tm1ZslYB4jI/AAAAAAAABe8/0nol9Rz_ycw/s1600/ashes911.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6LjjphOpcGg/Tm1ZslYB4jI/AAAAAAAABe8/0nol9Rz_ycw/s1600/ashes911.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;“From Ashes, We Build.” - 9/11 Tribute Painting by Sam Spratt&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I wanted to pay tribute to September 11th in painted form showing the new construction of One World Trade Center, not just replacing the twin towers—but literally being built from the wreckage. 10 years later, I felt it necessary to acknowledge the importance of past tragedy in the pursuit of a better future: to remember lives lost while looking to save more, to remember fallen icons as we build new ones, and to remember our mistakes as we pursue perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest In Peace to all of the victims directly or indirectly killed by the attacks and my heartfelt sympathies to those who lost loved ones through them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never forget.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of the best 9/11-related pieces i found. The art and creativity behind it is undoubtedly beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-295003140459067721?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/295003140459067721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=295003140459067721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/295003140459067721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/295003140459067721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/09/fffound_11.html' title='fffound'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tr15vif5EIw/Tm1YTBmF8cI/AAAAAAAABe0/m1zp95J5OMo/s72-c/lights-tribute-911.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-5151249845868744074</id><published>2011-09-11T12:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T21:04:24.735-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no tag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fffound'/><title type='text'>The truth hurts</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Dear America, &lt;br /&gt;Your 9/11 is our 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Palestine &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;ouch. very true though. with all due respect. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-5151249845868744074?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/5151249845868744074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=5151249845868744074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/5151249845868744074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/5151249845868744074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/09/truth-hurts.html' title='The truth hurts'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-1782738181458810621</id><published>2011-09-11T11:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T11:17:29.447-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no tag'/><title type='text'>9/11 - A decade mark</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cBAfXP92CfA/TmzPfr0ineI/AAAAAAAABew/6MYO0eh24zU/s1600/911bryantpark.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cBAfXP92CfA/TmzPfr0ineI/AAAAAAAABew/6MYO0eh24zU/s1600/911bryantpark.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ten Years Later: A Tribute 9/11&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryant Park. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2,819 empty chairs on the lawn facing the site where the World Trade Center once stood, one chair for every life lost. The number of empty chairs captures the enormity of the lives lost and the stark emptiness of it just drives home the point that I hope is never forgotten. 2,819 people were here one moment and gone the next. 2,819 went to work or boarded a plane one morning ten years ago thinking it would be another ordinary day and they never came home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-1782738181458810621?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/1782738181458810621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=1782738181458810621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/1782738181458810621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/1782738181458810621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/09/911-decade-mark.html' title='9/11 - A decade mark'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cBAfXP92CfA/TmzPfr0ineI/AAAAAAAABew/6MYO0eh24zU/s72-c/911bryantpark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-5719883076883768949</id><published>2011-09-08T22:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T22:35:58.638-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fffound'/><title type='text'>fffound</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dpveXU33HHE/Tml7S3wV0HI/AAAAAAAABeY/9H3wx_5QlGk/s1600/tumblr_lp7tpzeBC21qkdc03o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dpveXU33HHE/Tml7S3wV0HI/AAAAAAAABeY/9H3wx_5QlGk/s1600/tumblr_lp7tpzeBC21qkdc03o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Because we Asians are bloody brilliant!!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-5719883076883768949?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/5719883076883768949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=5719883076883768949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/5719883076883768949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/5719883076883768949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/09/fffound.html' title='fffound'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dpveXU33HHE/Tml7S3wV0HI/AAAAAAAABeY/9H3wx_5QlGk/s72-c/tumblr_lp7tpzeBC21qkdc03o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-5391885532765089010</id><published>2011-09-07T19:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T19:15:37.315-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im a dork'/><title type='text'>Tumblr is 4 years old today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jip9w5ktpX4/Tmf6xGHKZAI/AAAAAAAABeU/-CbttpptKFo/s1600/tumblr_llmzotGGth1qdrt5oo1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jip9w5ktpX4/Tmf6xGHKZAI/AAAAAAAABeU/-CbttpptKFo/s1600/tumblr_llmzotGGth1qdrt5oo1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes me smile soooo muchhhhhhh on another gloooomy dayyyy. i lurveee himmmmmmmmm&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-5391885532765089010?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/5391885532765089010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=5391885532765089010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/5391885532765089010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/5391885532765089010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/09/tumblr-is-4-years-old-today.html' title='Tumblr is 4 years old today'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jip9w5ktpX4/Tmf6xGHKZAI/AAAAAAAABeU/-CbttpptKFo/s72-c/tumblr_llmzotGGth1qdrt5oo1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-676936374030809463</id><published>2011-09-06T00:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T00:35:19.944-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no tag'/><title type='text'>86,400 seconds</title><content type='html'>I'm suppose to be asleep for i have to wake up early (again) to continue with my work. I kind of feel like im working for the Rat again (not the being abused part, but the working every moment of my day part and being on-call/standby mode part). That said, i'm unable to sleep because im suddenly in a blogging mood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I found out that this girl i know (she's made cakes for many of my friends and myself) had passed away. It was very sudden and it turns out she's been sick for a very long time and from what I know, she's been fighting for her life for the past 2 weeks. To add onto that, she leaves behind not only her family, friends, coworkers, etc. She leaves behind her newly-wed husband, From what I was told, he asked her to marry him because they knew she didn't have much time left. That's probably the second most tragic thing i've heard recently. It gets me thinking- what if i was this unfortunate, what a huge regret it would be to never be able to have my fairytale come true. Its tragically sad but at the same time she's lucky, to have met someone who would do that for her. To have her dream fulfilled so she can at least go with one less regret. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;RIP C.H. May you carry those cherished, happy moments with you as you moved on. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to rant on more about some other stuff but i'm honestly too exhausted to do so. Perhaps l'll do it when i have a bit more "free" time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherish life. Every minute, every second. And those around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Every passing minute is another chance to turn it all around.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-676936374030809463?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/676936374030809463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=676936374030809463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/676936374030809463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/676936374030809463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/09/86400-seconds.html' title='86,400 seconds'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-134146172813000264</id><published>2011-08-30T23:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T23:46:06.215-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fffound'/><title type='text'>fffound</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pfFdIrfBHrA/Tl2t3THMKPI/AAAAAAAABeQ/wI9eCz9yf-Y/s1600/tumblr_lqpib7mvwP1r16bk3o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pfFdIrfBHrA/Tl2t3THMKPI/AAAAAAAABeQ/wI9eCz9yf-Y/s640/tumblr_lqpib7mvwP1r16bk3o1_500.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That's a dream come true for someone right there. &lt;br /&gt;There's GOTTA be at LEAST 270 chicken nuggets in there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now someone make it happen FOR ME!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-134146172813000264?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/134146172813000264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=134146172813000264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/134146172813000264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/134146172813000264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/08/fffound_30.html' title='fffound'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pfFdIrfBHrA/Tl2t3THMKPI/AAAAAAAABeQ/wI9eCz9yf-Y/s72-c/tumblr_lqpib7mvwP1r16bk3o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-8798647340568095652</id><published>2011-08-30T20:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T20:15:38.566-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Babble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love my Girl(s)'/><title type='text'>Hey cousin, guess what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kcp4zFnLwys/Tl18nMc6pdI/AAAAAAAABeI/Yg63BuPGHCw/s1600/cousin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kcp4zFnLwys/Tl18nMc6pdI/AAAAAAAABeI/Yg63BuPGHCw/s1600/cousin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love you. thats all.&lt;br /&gt;now lets go do some work LOL.&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-8798647340568095652?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/8798647340568095652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=8798647340568095652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/8798647340568095652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/8798647340568095652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/08/hey-cousin-guess-what.html' title='Hey cousin, guess what?'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kcp4zFnLwys/Tl18nMc6pdI/AAAAAAAABeI/Yg63BuPGHCw/s72-c/cousin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-2812855653114038389</id><published>2011-08-29T12:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T12:51:54.203-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='命運'/><title type='text'>#continuestolosetolife</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-58RBrrTkfkA/TlvDPTAQL_I/AAAAAAAABeE/zxmdkHEyUCw/s1600/mood.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-58RBrrTkfkA/TlvDPTAQL_I/AAAAAAAABeE/zxmdkHEyUCw/s1600/mood.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-2812855653114038389?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/2812855653114038389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=2812855653114038389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/2812855653114038389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/2812855653114038389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/08/continuestolosetolife.html' title='#continuestolosetolife'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-58RBrrTkfkA/TlvDPTAQL_I/AAAAAAAABeE/zxmdkHEyUCw/s72-c/mood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-4435439422778039764</id><published>2011-08-29T00:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T00:49:17.865-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Victoria Concordia Crescit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOOTBALL is sexy'/><title type='text'>Rough</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ir9WifNRb2o/TlsX-Q7Es4I/AAAAAAAABeA/lWi6jCOuTaQ/s1600/arsenalforward.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ir9WifNRb2o/TlsX-Q7Es4I/AAAAAAAABeA/lWi6jCOuTaQ/s640/arsenalforward.jpg" width="499" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually don't rant about football on this blog but i really need to get it off of my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some of you may have already known. Today Arsenal suffered their worst defeat in 115 years. Absolute devastation. I thought last season's defeat was bad when i started to cry at the pub. Nah, that was nothing compared to how we were pulverized today. Our reserves team slaughtered by wolves. Civil war between fans. Injuries, Bans, Bookings. This is a new low for us. The goals that we conceded definitely felt like stabs. The pain was so bad, I couldn't even bring myself to cry. Instead I just laughed. And drank (of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No judging now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love Arsenal to death tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought l'd share. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work i go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-4435439422778039764?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/4435439422778039764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=4435439422778039764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/4435439422778039764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/4435439422778039764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/08/rough.html' title='Rough'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ir9WifNRb2o/TlsX-Q7Es4I/AAAAAAAABeA/lWi6jCOuTaQ/s72-c/arsenalforward.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-1690467177224981946</id><published>2011-08-27T22:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T22:55:04.964-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='命運'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fffound'/><title type='text'>I LOVE HAPPY ENDINGS *SOBS*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UwDyrwKIYtI/TlmrHB5_Q0I/AAAAAAAABdo/eAbbQHvChq8/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UwDyrwKIYtI/TlmrHB5_Q0I/AAAAAAAABdo/eAbbQHvChq8/s1600/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0CdTrjKQgEI/TlmrLJxKcDI/AAAAAAAABds/VLzRRSI5mjE/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0CdTrjKQgEI/TlmrLJxKcDI/AAAAAAAABds/VLzRRSI5mjE/s1600/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O_1CdnKfK7w/TlmrOd2-b2I/AAAAAAAABdw/VeFgoeGov8Q/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O_1CdnKfK7w/TlmrOd2-b2I/AAAAAAAABdw/VeFgoeGov8Q/s1600/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7L9ZkQUcSZk/TlmrSnpzQpI/AAAAAAAABd0/Kcaa9YHMKRo/s1600/4.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7L9ZkQUcSZk/TlmrSnpzQpI/AAAAAAAABd0/Kcaa9YHMKRo/s1600/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9xcg1_1KceY/TlmrUYYeB4I/AAAAAAAABd4/YRaMU3IArQs/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9xcg1_1KceY/TlmrUYYeB4I/AAAAAAAABd4/YRaMU3IArQs/s1600/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dream proposal.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I HAD to make a blog post out of this because this will essentially be my future fiancee's "HOW-TO-PROPOSE" to me visual guide. Remember, its all about being CREATIVE future mister. Also a reminder to myself that i deserve that, fairytale ending and i shouldn't settle for less. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-1690467177224981946?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/1690467177224981946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=1690467177224981946&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/1690467177224981946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/1690467177224981946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/08/dream-proposal.html' title='I LOVE HAPPY ENDINGS *SOBS*'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UwDyrwKIYtI/TlmrHB5_Q0I/AAAAAAAABdo/eAbbQHvChq8/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-2673566822105203649</id><published>2011-08-27T21:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T21:45:38.241-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fffound'/><title type='text'>fffound</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MRF1ftsuqgg/TlmdqrhVFHI/AAAAAAAABdg/cPYvR_YVxEE/s1600/tumblr_lpy7uwX5WJ1r1s5igo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MRF1ftsuqgg/TlmdqrhVFHI/AAAAAAAABdg/cPYvR_YVxEE/s640/tumblr_lpy7uwX5WJ1r1s5igo1_500.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People. KILLS ME. rofl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-2673566822105203649?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/2673566822105203649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=2673566822105203649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/2673566822105203649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/2673566822105203649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/08/fffound_27.html' title='fffound'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MRF1ftsuqgg/TlmdqrhVFHI/AAAAAAAABdg/cPYvR_YVxEE/s72-c/tumblr_lpy7uwX5WJ1r1s5igo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-6679865854074589029</id><published>2011-08-23T01:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T01:16:32.196-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Babble'/><title type='text'>is this life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S6slGsnYcuY/TlMx8D7h60I/AAAAAAAABdM/uAmpzlisWX8/s1600/tumblr_loyls768SE1qe9c5no1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S6slGsnYcuY/TlMx8D7h60I/AAAAAAAABdM/uAmpzlisWX8/s400/tumblr_loyls768SE1qe9c5no1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i certainly hope not. im becoming mean &amp;amp; more frustrated as the days fly pass me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lack of inspiration is starting to scare me. im losing sight of what i want to do and what i need to do to get there. the most concerning part is im losing myself and i feel myself giving up that fight slowly. Day by day, bit by bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back from camping this weekend with ONLY two mosquito bites, massive pounds gained and am now a pro at flipcup. i returned to a messy room, my brother being difficult and a pile of freelance work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may be doing a lot of freelance work but 90% of that work is extremely mindless and doesn't inspire me in any way. its mainly for income. To me its no different from data entry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what has life become? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-6679865854074589029?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/6679865854074589029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=6679865854074589029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/6679865854074589029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/6679865854074589029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/08/is-this-life.html' title='is this life?'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S6slGsnYcuY/TlMx8D7h60I/AAAAAAAABdM/uAmpzlisWX8/s72-c/tumblr_loyls768SE1qe9c5no1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-5103480250939674688</id><published>2011-08-23T01:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T01:08:54.113-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fffound'/><title type='text'>fffound</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mjgD_oUK2wY/TlM1wDV8s1I/AAAAAAAABdQ/Icq1J3YnAkQ/s1600/tumblr_lqagk0QXgU1r1m142o1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mjgD_oUK2wY/TlM1wDV8s1I/AAAAAAAABdQ/Icq1J3YnAkQ/s1600/tumblr_lqagk0QXgU1r1m142o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;omfg. old indeed.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-5103480250939674688?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/5103480250939674688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=5103480250939674688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/5103480250939674688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/5103480250939674688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/08/fffound_23.html' title='fffound'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mjgD_oUK2wY/TlM1wDV8s1I/AAAAAAAABdQ/Icq1J3YnAkQ/s72-c/tumblr_lqagk0QXgU1r1m142o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-1548984374083108893</id><published>2011-08-14T20:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T20:34:47.390-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='命運'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreammoods.com'/><title type='text'>eerily accurate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Note: This dream was EXTREMELY sci-fi and weird.&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This 3rd dimension (perhaps aliens) were abducting &lt;u&gt;dolphins&lt;/u&gt; and turning them into helium &lt;u&gt;balloons&lt;/u&gt; as they are being teleport up into the skies. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see a dolphin in your dream, symbolizes spiritual guidance, intellect, mental attributes and emotional trust. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The dream is usually an inspirational one, encouraging you to utilize your mind to its capacity and move upward in life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see balloons in your dream, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;indicate declining hopes and disappointments in your search for love. A situation in your life will take a turn downward.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see an ascending balloon in your dream, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;signifies frustrating conditions in your life in which you are seeking to rise above. You are &lt;u&gt;expressing a desire to escape.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Aside from the freaky dolphin teleporting thing, there were also extremely pretty &lt;u&gt;stars&lt;/u&gt;/constellations and &lt;u&gt;fireworks&lt;/u&gt; in the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see stars in your dream, symbolize excellence, success, aspirations or high ideals. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are &lt;u&gt;putting some decision in the hands of fate and luck&lt;/u&gt;. Perhaps you are being too "starry-eyed" or idealistic.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see fireworks in your dream, symbolizes enthusiasm, creativity, and talent. It may also indicate that you are showing off and making a spectacle of yourself. Alternatively, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;fireworks represents release of some pent up or repressed feelings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So while all this was happening, i was trying SO hard to take a &lt;u&gt;picture&lt;/u&gt; of all this but its either im unable to snap it or it comes out &lt;u&gt;blurry&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To dream that you are taking a picture, suggests that you need to focus  more attention to some situation or relationship. Perhaps, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;you feel that  you need to recapture some past moments in a relationship&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.  Alternatively, taking a picture refers to your &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;desires to hold onto a  certain moment in your life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see a blurry picture in your dream, suggests that your memory of the depicted event, incident, or people, is fading.&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; Perhaps you need to let go of the past and stop holding on to what was and concentrate on what is. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;On the other hand, you are attempting to &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;disguise a situation and refusing to see it as it really is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. You need to learn acceptance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Insanely accurate. I hate my subconcious sometimes.&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-1548984374083108893?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/1548984374083108893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=1548984374083108893&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/1548984374083108893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/1548984374083108893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/08/eerily-accurate.html' title='eerily accurate'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-4063131325534505795</id><published>2011-08-14T01:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T01:33:15.357-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='命運'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no tag'/><title type='text'>Losing to life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--2_ZZ91dqJA/TkdaAZ9_LEI/AAAAAAAABdE/mfygcRZuxig/s1600/tumblr_ldv3jzN8Ul1qb4xfto1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--2_ZZ91dqJA/TkdaAZ9_LEI/AAAAAAAABdE/mfygcRZuxig/s640/tumblr_ldv3jzN8Ul1qb4xfto1_500.jpg" width="433" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tell em Chucky. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一切都是天意, 是命運. 誰也逃不離. 終究已註定.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-4063131325534505795?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/4063131325534505795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=4063131325534505795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/4063131325534505795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/4063131325534505795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/08/losing-to-life.html' title='Losing to life'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--2_ZZ91dqJA/TkdaAZ9_LEI/AAAAAAAABdE/mfygcRZuxig/s72-c/tumblr_ldv3jzN8Ul1qb4xfto1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-1100489110983509611</id><published>2011-08-10T01:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T01:45:15.010-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fffound'/><title type='text'>fffound</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QlMrXHty3t8/TkIar7AN6FI/AAAAAAAABcs/jKB9M_SuJoM/s1600/littlerascals.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QlMrXHty3t8/TkIar7AN6FI/AAAAAAAABcs/jKB9M_SuJoM/s640/littlerascals.jpg" width="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Remember themmmmmm??? Little Rascals??? Alfalfa and Darla?!?!? &lt;br /&gt;TOO CUTE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-1100489110983509611?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/1100489110983509611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=1100489110983509611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/1100489110983509611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/1100489110983509611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/08/fffound.html' title='fffound'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QlMrXHty3t8/TkIar7AN6FI/AAAAAAAABcs/jKB9M_SuJoM/s72-c/littlerascals.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-7189385364478084984</id><published>2011-08-08T07:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T08:43:14.481-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='命運'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boring: Career'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bitching Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Babble'/><title type='text'>Slumber Coma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b-b5NuDLhV8/Tj-322R52iI/AAAAAAAABbs/VuqyXxo7Hu4/s1600/sleepyness.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b-b5NuDLhV8/Tj-322R52iI/AAAAAAAABbs/VuqyXxo7Hu4/s640/sleepyness.jpg" width="523" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i've came back from San Diego, i have been completely out of routine. I've been doing nothing, in terms of my freelance plus job hunting situation (except for maybe that one night where I did my all-nighter for this infographic that I wanted to send in to one particular company). I haven't been to the gym since as well (except on Saturday, which felt great because my body feels like its been run over by a bus!) and i feel like shit even more because of that. On top of that, i've been sleeping A LOT. I mean taking these two and a half hours naps during the day. I would be chatting and then I would be gone because ive fallen asleep on my oh-so-comfy bed behind me. What's even worst is this slumber coma that i fell into yesterday. Pretty much i slept ALL DAY yesterday. Partially because of this nagging painful headache that did not go away since Saturday afternoon, partially my upper body was sore from the gym (whenever bod is sore = me wanna sleep) and then, just because i felt like sleeping even though i SHOULD be doing a bit of freelance work. Um, i took a 4 hour nap before dinner. Ate dinner, ate cake for dessert on the couch but started to fall asleep!!! I then just gave up and went to bed at 7pm. Ridiculous no? I woke at 1115 and decided that i should just sleep through the night and wake up at 530am. Mainly because i fear i might turn into a vegetable if i let myself sleep until 10am- which im sure i would have been able to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been fairly productive when it comes to seeing people and going out though! That said- &lt;b&gt;I MISS MY COUSIN&lt;/b&gt;. Its official. I don't remember what her face looks like no more and it makes me saddddd. So so sadddddd. Big sad face. I hopes to see her soon before our annual camping trip next week??? Pweleaseee?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess its good that im up right now and blogging (yesh! its only 7am). But i'm really losing focus. Its extremely difficult to stay positive when you've been in this limbo of a stage for almost two years now (its been TWO summers). Its not really like i haven't gotten any responses either because at least it shows that i'm doing something right. I must really be the talks when people gossip about who's doing what after graduation and me, K, been completely useless. Unemployed for this long, not really going anywhere with life amongst other things. Out of all people, i am seriously the last fucking person to be in this type of situation and here i am. All this bad luck- i'm convinced one of you wankers cursed me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zh1UlzwiQB0/Tj_F3maF0SI/AAAAAAAABcg/2FsoMECYKGk/s1600/tumblr_ln1aarmpUl1qajjdco1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zh1UlzwiQB0/Tj_F3maF0SI/AAAAAAAABcg/2FsoMECYKGk/s640/tumblr_ln1aarmpUl1qajjdco1_500.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially lately, I've told myself,&lt;b&gt; &lt;i&gt;those are just vain words, from an empty mind&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;(I say mind because of one specific person).&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;But ive always been that person that really gives a shit about what others think. I cannot, help but let that ruin me. But seriously, this person's two-faced-ness makes me bloody sick. I mean, if you are going to be two-faced, at least make one of them pretty, bitch. Ugh.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, right when I act spontaneously (i do that a lot)- my dreams (the ones i get at night, not the froo froo ones) brings me back to a broken reality and tells me, its not going to happen. Bummer, really. I think its this loss of focus that's causing me to lose that control i had over how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CEwpvYZuyf4/Tj_HK_oNAKI/AAAAAAAABck/E9f-51SV9M4/s1600/tumblr_lmnrr5Vg1A1qhrkqxo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CEwpvYZuyf4/Tj_HK_oNAKI/AAAAAAAABck/E9f-51SV9M4/s1600/tumblr_lmnrr5Vg1A1qhrkqxo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or it might even be that- the cause of my slumber coma. mEEEH. we shall see this week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GOOD MORNINGGGGG. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-7189385364478084984?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/7189385364478084984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=7189385364478084984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/7189385364478084984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/7189385364478084984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/08/slumber-coma.html' title='Slumber Coma'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b-b5NuDLhV8/Tj-322R52iI/AAAAAAAABbs/VuqyXxo7Hu4/s72-c/sleepyness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-8109952109573856843</id><published>2011-08-05T14:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T14:39:23.033-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Good times i can&apos;t rmb'/><title type='text'>Blackberry 7 Fan Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MNH1ctKbPq4/TjwyyaQVehI/AAAAAAAABbQ/KEEAvRZfg2I/s1600/bbnight_7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="662" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MNH1ctKbPq4/TjwyyaQVehI/AAAAAAAABbQ/KEEAvRZfg2I/s1600/bbnight_7.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this evening deserved its own post purely because i am sucha Blueberry fan and the evening was purdy epic. Thnx to J, i was his guest to a social event at the Fifth. I didn't really think much of it until i reached the club and noticed there was a huge line-up. As if that did not give away how awesome the inside was going to be, all the "open bar" tweets that populated my timeline did it for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fifth in general is a very posh venue so I did not expect it to be any less than chic in terms of ambiance. The music was great, the food was pretttty good (or whatever I was able to eat anyways). The people dressed nicely, photographers, a photobooth (that i wish i took advantage of more) and of course, can't go wrong with open bar. (J got disgustingly plastered. i loved every moment of it hahah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of the event was to promote the new OS7 blackberry phones that are coming out in September. The main feature is the touchscreen for ALL the phones, including the BOLD (the one i am MOST excited about) Torch and the shit Storm which is now also called the Torch (even though everyone called it the Touch that night....whateves). The phones are pretty nice. I'm REALLY excited to get it in September once my contract is up. My phone is SO ghetto with its beat-up keyboard and shell plus the OS majorly lags. People yelped at the sight of it that evening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, a party would not be complete without a lootbag. But with what?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XrWOTdk6o6E/Tjw2TninggI/AAAAAAAABbY/JKuqse0ai8s/s1600/IMG00768-20110804-1442.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XrWOTdk6o6E/Tjw2TninggI/AAAAAAAABbY/JKuqse0ai8s/s640/IMG00768-20110804-1442.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh. That's right, im totally bragging. Cue the jealousy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-8109952109573856843?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/8109952109573856843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=8109952109573856843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/8109952109573856843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/8109952109573856843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/08/blackberry-7-fan-night.html' title='Blackberry 7 Fan Night'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MNH1ctKbPq4/TjwyyaQVehI/AAAAAAAABbQ/KEEAvRZfg2I/s72-c/bbnight_7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-4514153231786997760</id><published>2011-08-02T02:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T02:36:36.459-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreammoods.com'/><title type='text'>nothingness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uRhOl2UnX7E/TjeTfXx8WYI/AAAAAAAABao/aL8Epus7Nsw/s1600/tumblr_lotx3os2OP1qzgr2lo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uRhOl2UnX7E/TjeTfXx8WYI/AAAAAAAABao/aL8Epus7Nsw/s1600/tumblr_lotx3os2OP1qzgr2lo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past week or so ive been having reoccurring themes in my dreams. I'm not going to go into detail of what im dreaming of but they're all the same just different settings. Its gotten to a point where, i know whats going to happen next in the dream and i just go along with it like a script. I did my analysis, i did the dissection of details and it all points to the same thing. The part that's really sad though, is in the dream when it happens, i tell myself &lt;i&gt;"to be as happy as long as you can and not question anything". &lt;/i&gt;I would then wake up with zero expectations and zero hope. Don't know which part is worst- zero hope or knowing that the only way to experience it is when im asleep. How freaking sad is thattttt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also get these creepy dreams too (that ive told the cousin about). but im not gonna get into that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lameeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-4514153231786997760?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/4514153231786997760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=4514153231786997760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/4514153231786997760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/4514153231786997760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/08/nothingness.html' title='nothingness'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uRhOl2UnX7E/TjeTfXx8WYI/AAAAAAAABao/aL8Epus7Nsw/s72-c/tumblr_lotx3os2OP1qzgr2lo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-4476619060259835944</id><published>2011-08-01T23:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T23:18:58.923-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOOTBALL is sexy'/><title type='text'>How futbol has become my substitute for a boyfriend</title><content type='html'>I stole this from my friend G on facebook and it was originally named,&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; "How volleyball has become my substitute for a girlfriend."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; but instead i replaced all the words, 'volleyball', 'girlfriend', to 'futbol' and 'boyfriend' respectively plus a couple of modifications. Honest to god, its EXACTLY how i feel about futbol and i absolutely had to steal it ahhahha. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;COMPLETE CREDIT GOES TO HIM!!!! If you're reading this- YOU ROCK AND I OWE YOU A SHOT!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =]]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, you can also subsitute the word FUTBOL with ARSENAL too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sBq-7xgnqmo/TjdsMTKXDVI/AAAAAAAABak/S0vFFVb_Ko0/s1600/tumblr_lj1gk6pOon1qgixmdo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sBq-7xgnqmo/TjdsMTKXDVI/AAAAAAAABak/S0vFFVb_Ko0/s320/tumblr_lj1gk6pOon1qgixmdo1_400.jpg" width="227" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;1) I show up early and stay late for futbol games.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2) I spend more time and energy thinking about futbol than anything else.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3) Wherever I am in the world, I'm always thinking about futbol.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4) I am willing to spend money I don't have on futbol shirts, futbol games, futbol merchandise, future futbol trips.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5) I am willing to cancel prior plans to watch futbol.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6) I am unwilling to break plans to watch futbol unless I absolutely have to. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7) I love to introduce futbol to everyone and I want all my friends to love futbol.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8) While watching futbol demands so much, it rewards me for my loyalty with their wins and the player's happy tweets.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9) Everytime I think I've figured something out about futbol, it does something to let me know I still have lots to learn.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10) I commute out of my way to watch futbol.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11) Futbol requires more commitment; both time and effort, than I have ever given to anyone or anything.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13) My relationship with futbol has become akin to an abusive relationship: I suffer injuries and trauma watching futbol but in the end, I come crawling back to it because I love it so much.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its sad but true. I LOVE YOU ARSENAL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-4476619060259835944?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/4476619060259835944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=4476619060259835944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/4476619060259835944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/4476619060259835944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/08/how-futbol-has-become-my-substitute-for.html' title='How futbol has become my substitute for a boyfriend'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sBq-7xgnqmo/TjdsMTKXDVI/AAAAAAAABak/S0vFFVb_Ko0/s72-c/tumblr_lj1gk6pOon1qgixmdo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-1673728834786066351</id><published>2011-08-01T22:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T22:49:50.324-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Machine-Gun Typing=Word Vomit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comic books and pokemon are my thing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Need a Passport'/><title type='text'>i know i fail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2zVxn8tb5iM/Tjdkt3m4plI/AAAAAAAABac/qT7ryZ06Amc/s1600/comiccon2011.jpg" width="780" height="529"/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i know i promised a PRE-SANDIEGO trip post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That obviously did not happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here i am, i made the effort, i put on my face and travelled my arse to the ghettos of what they call scarbaria, to sit down in a dark corner at a Starbucks/Chapters (because i know my usual SB will be packed to the max with asians who are afraid of the sun) with two and a half venti drinks by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So greetings, to whoever that hasn't given up on me. Indeed i am back (duh) for exactly a week. Ive been sick (a cold with fever to be precise) the minute i got off of that much delayed plane hence the terrible lag in updating. To contribute to further delays, the minute i felt remotely better i was out of the house and not in front of the computer. When i was, it was only to watch my Arsenal games and....not blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, i shall stop it with the excuses! Onwards with zee trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San Diego was a lot of fun. It didn't really feel like a 7 day trip because everyday went by extremely quickly because we packed it in with what seems like a zillion things to do each day. I don't really want to bother going into great depths of what we did each day because that's boring. I think a general outline will suffice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first three days of the trip was dedicated mostly to doing tourist-like stuff and running errands. We stayed at the Mariott Residential Suites where there was an in-suite kitchen (completed with cutlery and cookware) for us to make food and pretty much live there comfortably for a week. Great place. The cleaning ladies did our dishes (we are SO awful), they delivered a toothbrush to us in the middle of the night, excellent warm morning breakfast buffet and HOT WATER ALL THE TIME. No complaints what so ever about the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;As for living with the boys, thankfully and miraculously i survived. Its a good thing that K is a very neat and clean boy and i know most of lx's habits thus there was no need to try to poison their eggs. For most days, we slept around midnight and got up at 4am (or at least i did). We made lunchboxes for convention days, ate breakfast in (whether it was the hotel buffet or stolen food from the hotel buffet from the day before), and public transited our arse to the con (which was a 45 minute trip each time). I'm proud of our very economical ways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San Diego as a city is very lovely. I especially lurve their Gaslamp district which is equivalent to our distillery district, queen street and king street - all in one. Because our commute was so long and treacherous, we were not able to spend that much time there after the convention for offsite events and after parties. Personally if i was with other people id probably stay out til 4am and forget sleep but i chose to be a tad bit more responsible and opted to NOT do that. Also plus i couldn't really afford the drinking. If i was to go back id DEFINITELY want to party it up nice and hard there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the actual convention, from a perspective of a wannabe-geek: it was AMAZING. I can only imagine for much more hardcore geeks, how much MORE amazing it must have been. I was not able to attend as many panels as i hoped to. Mainly because i was quite naive in believing that i only had to lineup max, 3 hours for a more "popular" panel but in reality that turned out to be about 3 hours MINIMUM waiting time and went up to 5-7 hours for my longest day. One of my tweeters tweeted me: Seems like all you are doing is that (line up). Which in fact that really WAS all i did. If you guys been through my albums, you would see how fukking ridiculous the line-up to go to some of these panels were. You really would not understand unless you were there. I have never seen anything like that in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a joy to see everyone cosplay and i guess what made it count the most was the fact that nobody was judging anyone. You'd be surprised but there's people of ALL ages there- families, seniors, teens, kids, middle-aged Asian women, big black guys that cosplays. Its really not just, socially awkward fat white dudes as stereotypically comic geeks are portrayed as. There were some REALLY good looking guys too (BELIEVE IT OR NOT), so it was like a big satisfying buffet for me. Giggles giggles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real moment of the trip though, was when i touched Alex Skarsgards (Eric Northman from True Blood) thigh. It was so bloody amazing. I told EVERYONE that i knew about this. I was practically shaking after he handed my pass and sharpie back to me (fuk ya for bringing extra markers!!). But what made it EXTRA sweet was that i got sweet fucking revenge on this bitch that stole my seat earlier in the afternoon. She was behind me (even though she sat much closer to the stage then me) and was trying to get to him. She dropped her marker and USUALLY, i would pick it up for the person (even though it was seriously a fucking stampede. GIRLS ARE WILD) but no. For stealing my fucking seat, you get your marker kicked AWAY from you. That's right. I won't stay angry. i get fucking even. Don't mess. Karma is a BITCHHH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i was given a chance to go again- i definitely WOULD go and l would probably dress up as well. It was nice to be surrounded by people who share the same excitement as you as oppose to people who don't understand why you are so excited about a fictional character. I know that a lot of my friends think im a tad bit weird for being such a geek and even though they don't say it nor judge me (not that much anyways lol), i do still feel a bit left out and a bit like a loser. Its not really their fault though because society has set up this aspect to be subjected to lots of judging. But its like that feeling that you get when all the popular kids talk about all the cool things they did on the weekend and asks you what you did and your the odd one standing out like a sore thumb. Yeah, its that feeling i get sometimes but its ok! I'm use to it!! And i have the boys to turn to for things like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's my trip is a nutshell! If i will be seeing you i will probably add in more detail and if you're just a reader than....i guess that's all you get. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l'll write up another entry on just a general update.....soon. HA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-1673728834786066351?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/1673728834786066351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=1673728834786066351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/1673728834786066351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/1673728834786066351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-know-i-fail.html' title='i know i fail'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2zVxn8tb5iM/Tjdkt3m4plI/AAAAAAAABac/qT7ryZ06Amc/s72-c/comiccon2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-7065467069680647337</id><published>2011-07-16T02:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T02:02:25.205-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogoholic'/><title type='text'>Pre-San Diego Entry- i promise</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;h2&gt;More than likely im going to do one more post before i fly out to SanDiego on early Monday morning. So if you can just entertain yourself by skimming or looking at my Harry Potter stuff, u'll get somewhat of a little read before then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should really sleep though. i gots an early Arsenal game to catch in a couple hours. &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-7065467069680647337?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/7065467069680647337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=7065467069680647337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/7065467069680647337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/7065467069680647337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/07/pre-san-diego-entry-i-promise.html' title='Pre-San Diego Entry- i promise'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-7943033280368503071</id><published>2011-07-16T01:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T02:09:48.314-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Machine-Gun Typing=Word Vomit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cineplex Complex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books are Beautiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im a dork'/><title type='text'>i am a wizard not a baboon brandishing a stick bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4&gt;&lt;b&gt;WARNING - INTENSIVE HEAVY, WORD VOMIT OF HARRY POTTER-NESS KIND OF ENTRY WITH A MILLION PICTURES. &lt;u&gt;YOU MIGHT WANT TO SKIP THIS ENTRY TOO IF YOU WANT TO AVOID SPOILERS&lt;/u&gt;. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VYbhKi8iluY/TiESBKTutNI/AAAAAAAABYY/0wSCXwv3ZU0/s1600/tumblr_lkjmsvS4hD1qdqf08o1_r1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VYbhKi8iluY/TiESBKTutNI/AAAAAAAABYY/0wSCXwv3ZU0/s1600/tumblr_lkjmsvS4hD1qdqf08o1_r1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came home from watching the movie and I am still in disbelief that the movies are actually (and finally) done. This last Harry Potter film was.....unbelievable. Even though the story ended 4 years ago, i felt like I still had the movies to look forward to. But now, the magic really did end tonight for me and the millions of childhoods. A whole generation saying good bye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the movie REALLY did the last book justice. I waited 5 years, to see the great Hogwarts Battle. 10 years to see R&amp;amp;H finally hooking it up, 5 years to see that duel scene between M&amp;amp;B. To have all that visualized for you on screen is indescribable, and for it to be just as amazing as you imagined it in your head?!?! Again, indescribable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To also grow up with the actors and actresses that plays the characters is also pretty amazing. Look at the change and transitions, visual:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3r8RT8a2nvU/TiEgmsqJ4_I/AAAAAAAABZg/RJqRcvSC9LE/s1600/tumblr_lo709p47Hr1qdld0ho1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3r8RT8a2nvU/TiEgmsqJ4_I/AAAAAAAABZg/RJqRcvSC9LE/s1600/tumblr_lo709p47Hr1qdld0ho1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;"&gt;sheeeesh. look at how HANDSOME they look now.&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UCndSdEtCbE/TiEgkjiJIoI/AAAAAAAABZI/EblbrFY0VAc/s1600/tumblr_llyy9xhqzl1qa8ir9o1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UCndSdEtCbE/TiEgkjiJIoI/AAAAAAAABZI/EblbrFY0VAc/s1600/tumblr_llyy9xhqzl1qa8ir9o1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KKrGvzL96Pc/TiEglh0wBsI/AAAAAAAABZQ/FQbBPifvt5A/s1600/tumblr_li2mu2aWns1qggymko1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KKrGvzL96Pc/TiEglh0wBsI/AAAAAAAABZQ/FQbBPifvt5A/s1600/tumblr_li2mu2aWns1qggymko1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_27SeWULBPc/TiEgmIsav8I/AAAAAAAABZY/WpV42s9ypwY/s1600/tumblr_lbwjgz927a1qeedwmo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_27SeWULBPc/TiEgmIsav8I/AAAAAAAABZY/WpV42s9ypwY/s1600/tumblr_lbwjgz927a1qeedwmo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;They were SOOO cute and tiny.&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Part i cried the MOST&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uEOGDx2eu6c/TiEiAEqyWLI/AAAAAAAABZk/MCX7aJ4G5_M/s1600/tumblr_li9bquOfyU1qc4t9yo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uEOGDx2eu6c/TiEiAEqyWLI/AAAAAAAABZk/MCX7aJ4G5_M/s1600/tumblr_li9bquOfyU1qc4t9yo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;and&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yPEa_sXpIbM/TiEeiz3TG0I/AAAAAAAABYw/wgoRYPxtUXU/s1600/tumblr_lc22frrXex1qdsty5o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yPEa_sXpIbM/TiEeiz3TG0I/AAAAAAAABYw/wgoRYPxtUXU/s1600/tumblr_lc22frrXex1qdsty5o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bXUse9aIodc/TiEejMomVkI/AAAAAAAABY4/S0YBgsdc69U/s1600/tumblr_l66j8ecICp1qcon9bo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bXUse9aIodc/TiEejMomVkI/AAAAAAAABY4/S0YBgsdc69U/s1600/tumblr_l66j8ecICp1qcon9bo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;The Snape character was given proper justice in the movie. I think for his scene, i cried the hardest. Probably the hardest ive cried for ANY movie. Its right up there with the Notebook, beating out UP. &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And of course, the trio- whom i will miss terribly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uC-H3tfcvqo/TiEiz19-ISI/AAAAAAAABZo/jtwlYzShuVg/s1600/trio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uC-H3tfcvqo/TiEiz19-ISI/AAAAAAAABZo/jtwlYzShuVg/s1600/trio.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hm9mSehKgb8/TiEi2jDieHI/AAAAAAAABZs/pWGG1F_Yq5k/s1600/tumblr_lmsug2ytDE1qf5mo0o1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hm9mSehKgb8/TiEi2jDieHI/AAAAAAAABZs/pWGG1F_Yq5k/s1600/tumblr_lmsug2ytDE1qf5mo0o1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Turds.&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# # #&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Plus not enough emphasis on Ron who's the dorkiest boy in the world.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uKjqoQ2CYO4/TiEnSPedskI/AAAAAAAABZ8/Qzm0t46d7sA/s1600/tumblr_ldlni4cBzA1qbryyno1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uKjqoQ2CYO4/TiEnSPedskI/AAAAAAAABZ8/Qzm0t46d7sA/s1600/tumblr_ldlni4cBzA1qbryyno1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rQ2QAVYw-X8/TiEnRgj6BfI/AAAAAAAABZ0/JBt6Wli8Y2E/s1600/tumblr_ln0rquZEZF1qbtg6io1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rQ2QAVYw-X8/TiEnRgj6BfI/AAAAAAAABZ0/JBt6Wli8Y2E/s1600/tumblr_ln0rquZEZF1qbtg6io1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# # #&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hRy2PdE3UK8/TiEeiUr1PcI/AAAAAAAABYo/xlE3vNniG_s/s1600/tumblr_lcpi5e0ukz1qdj7bco1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hRy2PdE3UK8/TiEeiUr1PcI/AAAAAAAABYo/xlE3vNniG_s/s1600/tumblr_lcpi5e0ukz1qdj7bco1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“The stories we love best do live in us forever, and whether you come back by page or by the big screen, Hogwarts will always be there to welcome you forever.”&lt;br /&gt;— JK Rowling. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that, its very hard for a lot of people to comprehend why and how this is such a significant. But its very emotional. Something that you have loved for 10 years (hey, longer than ANY relationship ive had with anything/anyone) its not that easy to see it end!!! If you think of it from OUR perspective, we find it very hard to understand why YOU GUYS, don't see the emotional attachment. Someone tweeted:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"lol @ people who have an emotional relationship with the Harry Potter films. They are good, but no need to cry that they are over."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST OFF, i unfollowed that person that said that. Second, well, imagine me saying "Hey, your pet (insert animal here) was good to you too but no need to cry when she/he dies." to you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah harsh right? That's exactly how we, as HP fans feel when you guys say that to us. It's actually a little hurtful, for me anyways. We don't expect you to understand because it IS difficult to understand but don't make it seem like its a joke &lt;i&gt;(okay so i joke all the time about being a wizard and that there's such thing as *magic*, that's just me being difficult and being a clown haha)&lt;/i&gt; and that we are just blowing it out of proportions. Life as it is, is unbelievably difficult and brutal, this for us is just a lil bit of magic that we found. Plus, give it a little credit for its millions of supporters- its gotta fucking mean something right? I hate to compare (and believe me i am able to compare because i am just as hardcore with this series) but being disgustingly OBSESSED with Twilight (the movies) is VERY different from being obsessed with Harry Potter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K3BAlejfiqo/TiEdGV56-GI/AAAAAAAABYg/Zl7LyAU7UPE/s1600/and%2Bmillions%2Bof%2Bchildhoods.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K3BAlejfiqo/TiEdGV56-GI/AAAAAAAABYg/Zl7LyAU7UPE/s1600/and%2Bmillions%2Bof%2Bchildhoods.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that’s worth so much in my life, that IS my life actually, has come to an end. I feel so incredibly lucky to have been part of this since its started. i stayed til the very end, the love for it isn't going to fade and i'm proud to be your friendly HP geek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life feels that little bit more emptier now. But thanks to all my friends who's been putting it up with this many years. Thanks to twin that got me started and shared the same love for HP with me all this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the end of this generation for me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Forgive the awful.....grammar, sentence fragments and unorganized thoughts. Its late and i'm still a bit overwhelmed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-7943033280368503071?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/7943033280368503071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=7943033280368503071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/7943033280368503071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/7943033280368503071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-am-wizard-not-baboon-brandishing.html' title='i am a wizard not a baboon brandishing a stick bitch'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VYbhKi8iluY/TiESBKTutNI/AAAAAAAABYY/0wSCXwv3ZU0/s72-c/tumblr_lkjmsvS4hD1qdqf08o1_r1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-1456046680230250899</id><published>2011-07-12T19:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T19:28:53.995-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boring: Career'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Machine-Gun Typing=Word Vomit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beast Mode'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comic books and pokemon are my thing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cineplex Complex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOOTBALL is sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fffound'/><title type='text'>a hearty long read</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vIcn5NNNuU4/Thy4wGkvreI/AAAAAAAABYM/hYhOu2YQ_sE/s1600/tumblr_lo59n6itAZ1qzvtmho1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vIcn5NNNuU4/Thy4wGkvreI/AAAAAAAABYM/hYhOu2YQ_sE/s1600/tumblr_lo59n6itAZ1qzvtmho1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ROFL SO TRUE!!!!!!!!!!!! ANDDDDD, as someone said- If the Nat and Mila made a movie, it'd be "Black Swan II" HAHAH IRONYYYY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello everyone. I know that i've been totally MIA. I promised a blog post. I promised to keep up with my photo challenge but i've failed and i'm sorry. There's just been SOOO much going on and i feel like i have no time to do anything (aside from gymming. Seems like im there a lot eh). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primarily im preoccupied with four things: Work (Freelance &amp;amp; Job Interviews), Arsenal Asia Tour &amp;amp; Transfer News, Comic Con planning and everything else that i will lump into MISCELLANEOUS.Thought i should do a quick rant while BLOG MODE is still on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;1. Work (Freelance &amp;amp; Job Interviews) &lt;/h1&gt;Before i head out to SanDiego, i really needed to finish up revisions if i want to be paid. Also, i've spent the past few days working on a design practical as part of a hiring process for another job interview that i got for ANOTHER company. Shit, doesn't it feel like something i've said before??? And to add onto that, about an hour ago i received a phone call to arrange a prelim phone interview with a second company this coming friday. This is getting a bit fucking ridiculous. Every time it SEEMS like i am getting close to a hire......something happens but NO FEAR, i have (yet) ANOTHER prospect lined-up. Clearly, im doing something right with my job-applying and its also very clear that its something that i am not doing or doing wrong during the final round of the interview process. I mean, i made it through first of all of them, you'd THINK i was doing something right. Apparently not. Ugh. #FML.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me good luck though nonetheless! I gotta start prepping for it after finishing typing this up. Don't forget to send those prayers this way!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;2. Arsenal Asia Tour &amp;amp; Transfer News &lt;/h1&gt;You people will PROBABLY think this is silly. But no, this is not a laughing matter nor a matter to be taken lightly. Currently my team are in Malaysia and will be traveling to CHINA to play some friendlies with the teams there. Every day i busy myself with tweetpics and tweets of how theyre doing in asia and as well concerning myself with new players who might be joining the team and those who are leaving. It's extremely overwhelming and ive expressed this to people re: how its been effecting my mood. Twitter lately hasn't been a very good place to be lately for fans like myself. But seriously though, this consumes my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;3. Comic-Con &lt;/h1&gt;Indeed we are in the final countdown days until i head to San Diego!!!! Not only are there up-to-date news almost every hour for me to stay on top of, there's also the scheduling that I am SO STRESSED OUT about. Its not even FUNNY how much i have to plan for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to clarify what goes on at the convention. The San Diego Comic-Con (or #SDCC) is not just an enormous party where the participants are geeks, nerds and wizards. We don't just go there to read/buy/trade comic books, to dress-up, to get autographs from comic writers and illustrators and to have jedi, telekinesis mind-sex with the opposite sex. Sure all that STILL happens (ha ha) but there's more to it including something call PANELS. Panels are basically seminars/talks/presentations. It can be anything from: Obsession: How TV and Movies Go from Fascination to Phenomenon? to Oh, You Sexy Geek! to The Vampire Diaries Screening and Q&amp;amp;A. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the recent years, the TV and Movie industry caught on, on this wicked-ass gathering and decided to use this event as a method of marketing whatever they wish to promote. So tv shows such as, Supernatural, &lt;b&gt;Vampire Diaries&lt;/b&gt;, Dexter, Bones, Chuck, &lt;b&gt;True Blood&lt;/b&gt;, Game of Thrones, Family Guy, Futurama, &lt;b&gt;Big Bang Theory &lt;/b&gt;et more, were/are all present. CAST INCLUDED. In the past, movie previews inclded Alice in Wonderland, Sherlock Holmes, all the obvious superhero movies (X-Men, Ironman, Spiderman, Thor, etc), Tron, Twilight, Harry Potter, again, all present with the cast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall its really just a huge event for geeks to unite. And lots of free swag. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that i've kind of explained comic con, Visual: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-suhETAkE_7s/Thy7UJ9atLI/AAAAAAAABYU/DvtMpe_8AIc/s1600/ohemgee.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-suhETAkE_7s/Thy7UJ9atLI/AAAAAAAABYU/DvtMpe_8AIc/s1600/ohemgee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that is the schedule for the panels (which ive obviously shrunk to emphasize all the material im drowning in) that are available for the 3 days i am there (the convention is 4 days but im leaving that Sunday afternoon) and myyyyy task right now is to PLOW THROUGH THEM. Deciding what i REALLY want to see, what are my backups and of course, factoring in WAITING TIME for the bigger stuff i want to see. i.e. The Big Bang Theory panel which is currently more popular than the TWILIGHT panel #GEEKSUNITE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i, repeat. i am SO stressed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;4. MISCELLANEOUS &lt;/h1&gt;And behold, the things i need to do and the faces i must see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gym- &lt;/b&gt;I've been going at it pretty hardcore for the past 2 weeks. Doing two-three hour sessions, 4.5-6 times a week. Another thing that i've brought up amongst friends, is how unhappy i still am with the way i look. I'm unhappy because I know i can do better, i can look better than this. Why should i settle when i know that i am capable of achieving my ideal physique? That's what i tell myself anyways. Its a good thing that i love food way too much because I'm starting to sound like a Bulimic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Going out. Seeing people - &lt;/b&gt;No surprises here. There's peoples faces i want to see, birthdays to celebrate, catch-up that must occur. Enough said, those take up time. Not a complaint though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;HARRY POTTER COUNTDOWN- &lt;/b&gt;The time has come. After ELEVEN years, it is FINALLY coming to an end, the Harry Potter movies. I have my tickets ready for Friday, I am ready to bawl my fucking eyes out, I am ready to say good bye to my childhood with twin beside me. It is going to be disgustingly epic. I'm going to type up a Harry Potter-related entry soon to commemorate friday. Await. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;# # #&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just like that I ACTUALLY BLOGGED SOMETHING. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOOOO-YAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-1456046680230250899?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/1456046680230250899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=1456046680230250899&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/1456046680230250899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/1456046680230250899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/07/hearty-long-read.html' title='a hearty long read'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vIcn5NNNuU4/Thy4wGkvreI/AAAAAAAABYM/hYhOu2YQ_sE/s72-c/tumblr_lo59n6itAZ1qzvtmho1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-2378898613760156560</id><published>2011-07-07T11:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T11:29:26.071-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boring: Career'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Babble'/><title type='text'>Lazy....AGAIN</title><content type='html'>I know i know, i am lagging behind on the easiest photo blog challenge in the world. i can't help it if im a busy girl!?!?! Blogging is like an UNPAID full-time job you know. (Well for me it is, unlike those lucky ones who gets paid to blog #sideeyes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would LOVE to do a catch-up soon time with some actual typing and ranting but not until i get this design practical out of the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note- I was OFFICIALLY rejected from P.A the other day (which was pretty devastating but expected). Fortunately, i actually had ANOTHER interview lined up (seems like i've been saying this A LOT haven't i). I was told that they would like me to move onto part 2 of the hiring process immediately (hence the design practical). If I pass that one, then its one more interview with the VP of sales and that's that. Much thnx to lx the other day for taking me there (this place is....pretty effing far).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should really continue with this task though. I underestimated its complexity and tedious nature. A starbucks session is probably needed tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tis all. Happy Thursday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-2378898613760156560?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/2378898613760156560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=2378898613760156560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/2378898613760156560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/2378898613760156560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/07/lazyagain.html' title='Lazy....AGAIN'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-3704137910014895177</id><published>2011-07-04T22:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T22:51:47.116-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog projects'/><title type='text'>Project 30 Days V2.0 - Day 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 style="text-align: center;"&gt; 6. A picture of you making a goofy face at the camera.&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-45n5iEfHAQw/ThJ8LkGqXxI/AAAAAAAABYI/mDa6Tlcpo-Q/s1600/Day-6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-45n5iEfHAQw/ThJ8LkGqXxI/AAAAAAAABYI/mDa6Tlcpo-Q/s400/Day-6.jpg" width="400" /&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/2665918800814018777-3704137910014895177?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/3704137910014895177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=3704137910014895177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/3704137910014895177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/3704137910014895177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/07/project-30-days-v20-day-6.html' title='Project 30 Days V2.0 - Day 6'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-45n5iEfHAQw/ThJ8LkGqXxI/AAAAAAAABYI/mDa6Tlcpo-Q/s72-c/Day-6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-324792810334546394</id><published>2011-07-04T12:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T12:13:03.280-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boring: Career'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Design Monster'/><title type='text'>Tough days</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;When they tell you you’re not good at something, it’s time to prove you’re not good, but the best. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-324792810334546394?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/324792810334546394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=324792810334546394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/324792810334546394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/324792810334546394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/07/tough-days.html' title='Tough days'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-8507840829084706640</id><published>2011-07-03T21:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T21:28:22.611-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog projects'/><title type='text'>Project 30 Days V2.0 - Day 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. A picture of you in your favorite outfit.&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D-5aq-vU2PI/ThD4puSlr0I/AAAAAAAABYA/ET62In29D8I/s1600/Day-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D-5aq-vU2PI/ThD4puSlr0I/AAAAAAAABYA/ET62In29D8I/s400/Day-5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted to get a full pic of the dress. My face isn't all that exciting anyways. But yes, loves this dress (even though the topic calls for an "outfit"). Its like being wrapped in a blanket. Very cozy like warm oatmeal cookies. Not so good on a 38 degrees Celsius day though. &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-8507840829084706640?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/8507840829084706640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=8507840829084706640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/8507840829084706640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/8507840829084706640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/07/project-30-days-v20-day-5.html' title='Project 30 Days V2.0 - Day 5'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D-5aq-vU2PI/ThD4puSlr0I/AAAAAAAABYA/ET62In29D8I/s72-c/Day-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-594064227829450888</id><published>2011-07-02T01:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T01:34:56.882-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog projects'/><title type='text'>Project 30 Days V2.0 - Day 3 and 4</title><content type='html'>Even though i'm mad busy this weekend i still prepped material ahead of time for u kids. Love me, i know u want to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. A picture of you on your birthday.&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dOJEdeCIfDo/Tg6sd8p3iYI/AAAAAAAABXw/Swks-ggR0dQ/s1600/Day-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dOJEdeCIfDo/Tg6sd8p3iYI/AAAAAAAABXw/Swks-ggR0dQ/s400/Day-3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Birthday last year. Hands down, the most amazing, heartwrenching, beautiful one.&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h1 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The youngest picture you can find of yourself.&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bGwdxuf1rfI/Tg6skjv3wjI/AAAAAAAABX4/uinbLk1K-Dc/s1600/Day-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bGwdxuf1rfI/Tg6skjv3wjI/AAAAAAAABX4/uinbLk1K-Dc/s400/Day-4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy said i was a GIGANTIC baby with crazy troll hair. It makes SO much sense now looking at pictures. That might have been me at half a year old. HA. &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all are enjoying this beautiful long weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-594064227829450888?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/594064227829450888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=594064227829450888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/594064227829450888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/594064227829450888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/07/project-30-days-v20-day-3-and-4.html' title='Project 30 Days V2.0 - Day 3 and 4'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dOJEdeCIfDo/Tg6sd8p3iYI/AAAAAAAABXw/Swks-ggR0dQ/s72-c/Day-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-4277468745036458402</id><published>2011-06-30T02:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T02:17:25.685-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog projects'/><title type='text'>Project 30 Days- V2.0</title><content type='html'>HA. Even though i was out all evening i did not forget! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;h1&gt;1. A picture of you in your room&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bLoMbUXfp_8/TgwSIBpFzAI/AAAAAAAABXk/p0-JdrksGw0/s1600/Day-1.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bLoMbUXfp_8/TgwSIBpFzAI/AAAAAAAABXk/p0-JdrksGw0/s1600/Day-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Ignore the mess.&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;2. A picture of you on your favorite holiday.&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A5A_iF38FZ4/TgwSat4-i9I/AAAAAAAABXo/4TbmhjPqdQA/s1600/Day-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A5A_iF38FZ4/TgwSat4-i9I/AAAAAAAABXo/4TbmhjPqdQA/s400/Day-2.jpg" width="351" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Halloween. Hands-down. Fave holiday. More than my own birthday&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since its 2am right now, i figured i would load Day 2 as well because i'm just THAT on top of the game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its going to be double beast mode day tomorrow to make up for all the cotton candy i ate today (i mean yesterday.....). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-4277468745036458402?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/4277468745036458402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=4277468745036458402&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/4277468745036458402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/4277468745036458402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/06/project-30-days-v20.html' title='Project 30 Days- V2.0'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bLoMbUXfp_8/TgwSIBpFzAI/AAAAAAAABXk/p0-JdrksGw0/s72-c/Day-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-2570593689673558629</id><published>2011-06-29T20:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T20:49:55.802-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FIST-PUMPING at.....</title><content type='html'>THE KATY PERRY CONCERT. &lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry device on the Rogers Wireless Network&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-2570593689673558629?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/2570593689673558629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=2570593689673558629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/2570593689673558629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/2570593689673558629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/06/fist-pumping-at.html' title='FIST-PUMPING at.....'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-332652488507412747</id><published>2011-06-28T23:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T23:16:01.911-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fffound'/><title type='text'>fffound</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kqWj97fKLzY/TgqY2dGzlBI/AAAAAAAABXY/BTZg8_6Fss4/s1600/tumblr_lmp75fkNe81qe5d67o1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kqWj97fKLzY/TgqY2dGzlBI/AAAAAAAABXY/BTZg8_6Fss4/s1600/tumblr_lmp75fkNe81qe5d67o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;epic jitz game. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-332652488507412747?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/332652488507412747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=332652488507412747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/332652488507412747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/332652488507412747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/06/fffound_28.html' title='fffound'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kqWj97fKLzY/TgqY2dGzlBI/AAAAAAAABXY/BTZg8_6Fss4/s72-c/tumblr_lmp75fkNe81qe5d67o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-4885445676835248101</id><published>2011-06-28T00:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T00:15:22.611-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog projects'/><title type='text'>Project 30 Day- Version 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U_3o4VejNqE/TgSgoeSLvPI/AAAAAAAABXA/PFnRduP9R8M/s1600/Project-30-Day-V2-Intro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U_3o4VejNqE/TgSgoeSLvPI/AAAAAAAABXA/PFnRduP9R8M/s1600/Project-30-Day-V2-Intro.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah. New blog project except of blogging l'll be using pictures. Its a whole less time consuming and a bit more entertaining on all your parts i suppose. As like the last Project 30 Day (which was highly successful according to some feedback i got from people) l will be loading a new picture every day pertaining to the topic. The only catch this time is that l'll be editing it so it would look like an instagram. Yesh, this would be the only time where i really wish i had an iphone or an itouch so i can use the Instagram app to take pics (but otherwise its still Blueberries for the win!). I was inspired by one of the guys i follow on twitter who's a photographer. He's taken some pretty awesome pictures and i thought his instagram collection was pretty neat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's that. This time around will try to take ALL the pics myself and/or pictures i've taken in the past that fits the topic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1. A picture of you in your room&lt;br /&gt;2. A picture of you on your favorite holiday.&lt;br /&gt;3. A picture of you on your birthday or favorite holiday.&lt;br /&gt;4. The youngest picture you can find of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;5. A picture of you in your favorite outfit.&lt;br /&gt;6. A picture of you making a goofy face at the camera.&lt;br /&gt;7. A picture you miiiiiiiiight have edited to make yourself more attractive.&lt;br /&gt;8. A picture of you on a night you regret.&lt;br /&gt;9. A picture of you truly being yourself.&lt;br /&gt;10. The most recent picture of you.&lt;br /&gt;11. A picture of you being absolutely ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;12. A picture of a time in your life that’s over, but you wish wasn’t.&lt;br /&gt;13. A picture of your life that’s over, and you couldn’t be more thankful that it is.&lt;br /&gt;14. A picture when you were anything but happy.&lt;br /&gt;15. A picture when you where nothing but happy.&lt;br /&gt;16. A picture of you when you were a different person than you are now.&lt;br /&gt;17. A picture with someone you love.&lt;br /&gt;18. A picture of how you would like the world to see you.&lt;br /&gt;19. A picture of how you would like to spend everyday&lt;br /&gt;20. A picture of a time when everything was changing.&lt;br /&gt;21. A picture that makes your heart hurt.&lt;br /&gt;22. A picture that makes your heart smile.&lt;br /&gt;23. A picture of one of the best days/nights of your life.&lt;br /&gt;24. A picture of your past.&lt;br /&gt;25. A picture of your present.&lt;br /&gt;26. A picture you just couldn’t leave out.&lt;br /&gt;27. Your favorite picture of yourself &lt;br /&gt;28. A picture of yourself in the place you feel safest&lt;br /&gt;29. A picture of you being silly &lt;br /&gt;30. A picture of just you.&lt;/blockquote&gt;I'm going to be starting this on Wednesday (after i get my cam back tmr). I think some of them will be pretty interesting to see what i load, don't you think? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-4885445676835248101?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/4885445676835248101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=4885445676835248101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/4885445676835248101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/4885445676835248101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/06/project-30-day-version-2.html' title='Project 30 Day- Version 2'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U_3o4VejNqE/TgSgoeSLvPI/AAAAAAAABXA/PFnRduP9R8M/s72-c/Project-30-Day-V2-Intro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-7411816770235197109</id><published>2011-06-27T22:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T22:09:10.808-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOOTBALL is sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im a dork'/><title type='text'>Dating a Gooner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8sX_Pv8ToD4/TfVXvWwj9NI/AAAAAAAABWg/4JPNtw8Rmos/s1600/tumblr_lk35erm0Zb1qjnw0co1_400.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8sX_Pv8ToD4/TfVXvWwj9NI/AAAAAAAABWg/4JPNtw8Rmos/s400/tumblr_lk35erm0Zb1qjnw0co1_400.jpg" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The  other day a friend messaged me to catch up and asked whether I was  seeing anyone. I laughed, and told her no. I don't have time. Because of work she  asked? I told her, No. Futbol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh that must sound SO weird right? But it's actually very true. This year is the year that Arsenal has finally taken over my life completely in all aspects (which annoys the hell out of people....because they don't understand). This discussion has come up many times between A and myself about how we are probably going to be single forever because our criteria (as listed out below) is so strict and there is no guy in this world that fits that description. &lt;u&gt;We are officially screwed&lt;/u&gt;. I also DON'T have the time to include a guy who doesn't understand futbol. Its humanly impossible for me to fit futbol, the gym, work (whether it be FT or freelance or both), friends (this part includes partying and drinking) AND a guy into my life. That is, unless that GUY is PART of futbol. Plus, i am so in love with my team that he's gotta understand why sometimes i would have to choose them over him. I mean, my heart is only OH-SO big and there's about 30 of them (&lt;i&gt;team mascot, chef, manager, assistant manager, some reserves team players included&lt;/i&gt;). I can only love oh-so many people at once. Not sure if i can include him. haha And vice versa, i'd understand why he chooses his team over me. Compromise, that's what its all about in a relationship isn't it? haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;BASIC MINIMAL REQUIREMENT:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;He's not going to be pissed that i check my phone every 30 seconds because of Twitter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be even better if he had an account himself. But not mandatory &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watches EPL. Of at least some sort of league. Preferably the English league&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This way we won't plan trips or events on days we know there's a game playing. Or he would NOT have ANY issues with me reserving my Saturday and/or  Sunday  mornings for futbol and understand why i gotta jet on a friday  night  because i gotta be up early for an early game. One more thing too is lets just say he follows the German league- their games are on at a different time than the English league. This way, this allows both of us to have our ALONE/DOWN time- it works out BEAUTIFULLLY for the both of us and enables us to lead separate (futbol) lives. &lt;i&gt;(Since i deeply believe in still maintaining separate lives apart from each other).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mandatory: Cannot support Tottenham Spurs. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll create exceptions for ManUtd, Chelsea, Liverpool and Citey. Preferably no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;And of course nothing beats- being a Gooner. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This way, we won't have any issues raising our kids (if he happens to be  zee one) and making them decide at the age 3 which team they must  support, mommy or daddys. (im serious).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course the usuals- tall, geeky, charming, funny, talkative, troll, smart, has a British accent (Ha. Maybe that's extra). You know, REAL superficial stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or if he wears this-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BonYL7AsEo8/TgTrGwW1vOI/AAAAAAAABXE/LpQUJGGWfA4/s1600/tumblr_ln72corVuK1qzxm7ao1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BonYL7AsEo8/TgTrGwW1vOI/AAAAAAAABXE/LpQUJGGWfA4/s400/tumblr_ln72corVuK1qzxm7ao1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sold too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO LET ME KNOW IF YOU KIDS KNOW ANYONE LIKE THIS! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what i mean. I am destined to be alone forever. Or knowing my luck, l'll find someone that fits all that but he's a giant big SPUD (aka. Tottenham supporter).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-7411816770235197109?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/7411816770235197109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=7411816770235197109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/7411816770235197109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/7411816770235197109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/06/dating-gooner.html' title='Dating a Gooner'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8sX_Pv8ToD4/TfVXvWwj9NI/AAAAAAAABWg/4JPNtw8Rmos/s72-c/tumblr_lk35erm0Zb1qjnw0co1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-6786813379935736033</id><published>2011-06-27T00:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T00:37:14.393-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comic books and pokemon are my thing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im a dork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fffound'/><title type='text'>Why Geeks Makes Good Lovers</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Source &amp;amp; Written By:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://awkwardthingsisaytogirls.com/2007/02/why-geeks-make-good-lovers/"&gt;AwkwardthingsisaytoGirls&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;With add-on comments by moi. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the Universal Truths that lie just beyond the fabric of modern society is the axiom that geeks, along with nerds and other peoples who overinvest in intelligence but boast underdeveloped social skills, make the best lovers. Once people realize this, the sexual revolution that will sweep through western culture will make the seventies look like the fifties, and I’m not talking about wider pants. The reasons why geeks are unparalleled as lovers are simple and many:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Geeks don’t sleep around. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geeks, through their higher IQ and therefore greater understanding of the tragedy of human condition, know that the dice only seem to have more sides on the other side of the table. Hence, they instinctively stay loyal to their lovers through thick and thin. Their social skills are also not well developed enough to support an affair, and frankly, geeks generally aren’t quite sure how they ended up with the lover they have attracted. When you date a geek, you know the geek will be yours until you are done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;I actually disagree with this one. Geeks, at the end of the day have penises. If given the chance and could get away with it- like any other male they would take that chance. This also is based on past experience so i am a tiny wee bit biased. I hate men. haha&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;b&gt;Geeks are good at the things they try. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When’s the last time you met a geek who didn’t have some secret skill just simmering below the surface of a simple-seeming life, honed in the wee hours of the night? It could be hacking, playing video games, or the ability to insert and remove those stupid computer power plug things from drives without cursing or breaking a finger. Let sex become their new favorite late-night hobby, and you know that a geek won’t quit until he or she has learned how to hack into your brainstem through specific genitalia interfacing in parallel with general dermal and oral bonding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tis quite true. You geeks are very determined individuals. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;b&gt;Geeks are not interested in status. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geeks became geeks because they chose to spend their time doing things that would not necessarily make them popular with everyone else in school, like sports and fashion. The ability to resist peer pressure is important to a geek. This means that a geek is more interested in their or your happiness than looking good to others, which will come in handy when either (a) you need attention, in any sort ranging from the nurturing to the lascivious, and also, because both of those things are not necessarily unorthagonal dimensions, any combination of the two, or (b) you need to be rescued because it is the climax of a teen 80′s movie. Or both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Didn't even think of this one. I suppose it makes complete sense.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Geeks haven’t formed bad habits. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After years of serially dating lots of other women, many socially successful guys have become too confident to be intimate, think of women only for sex, and don’t have any intention of letting what in their minds is “just another girlfriend” enjoy the last spring roll. Let us not even pry into the diabolical, dark, twisted, and depraved mind of the girl who has serially dated many men. None of this is true of the geek, however. The lack of past romantic partners allows the geek to approach lovers with the zest of the neophyte. Geeks are not full of romantic confidence; however, once coaxed from their emotional holes like tame bunnies, they are eager to please and enjoy their newfound relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Geeks can concentrate.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Geeks can focus their energy on one task with the intensity of a hunting cheetah. Granted, the task they are focusing on may have more to do with hunting orcs with a +1 Sword of Piercing rather than hunting gazelles with claws, but the fact remains that a geek, once set upon a task and given Mountain Dew, becomes a tireless slave to their goal. Put a six-pack of Dew on the bedside table and a geek between the sheets, and you have found yourself one relentless lover. When’s the last time all night actually meant all night? When’s the last time you were with someone who, if they needed more of the night, knew how to get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bwhahaha. Geeks on steroids in bed. That would be pretty funny.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Geeks have excellent finger dexterity.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Geeks roll dice. Geeks play video games. Geeks flip pages in books. Geeks type a lot, and use characters like ~ and ^ and | that no one else has any use for. Geeks use calculators in postfix notation. As a result, a geek knows how to use his or her fingers to greatest possible effect. Whether you have a button that needs pushing or a joystick that needs joy, a geek is the person for the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;You can look at this from two perspectives. Why yes, they have magical fingers. But will those fingers find you when there's a raid/mission they need to complete? HA. NO. Gamers are so loyal to their games- NOTHING can tear them away from their beloved characters. Yes, i am VERY bitter when it comes to gaming. Video games ruins lives. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Geeks have imagination. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you have found your amazing lover, you wouldn’t want things to become boring. That is where geeks prove their real worth. Replayability is important to the value-conscious video-game playing geek, and this translates to relationships as well. Wouldn’t you want to date someone who has created a Quake 3 mod? Wouldn’t you want to date someone who has written steamy Everquest fan fiction involving elven incest? Wouldn’t you want to date someone who wished they were Morpheus rather than someone who wished they were Barry Bonds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are plenty of other reasons why geeks are the best lovers around, but don’t just take my word for it. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Find the nearest sexy geek and coax that person into asking you out, even if you have to do so using instant messanger&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Remember: the only non-sexy geek is a single geek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// Excellent article if i would say so myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geeks are sexy. Or Geeky looking guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vELSEFOEdPQ/TggG2ZmgIhI/AAAAAAAABXU/e_S7yajVRmM/s200/peterp.jpg" width="195" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="184" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5aLNyGf9K2Y/TggG1DSEMpI/AAAAAAAABXQ/rNPQoHTIuec/s200/hankm.jpg" width="195" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vWTRrZ19Te8/TggG0uCCQ9I/AAAAAAAABXM/sXgl5up5Grk/s200/300-krasinski-john_-042508.jpg" width="195" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would date Peter Parker (Tobey McGuire would work too) or anyone that looked like the actor that plays Beast (before he turned Blue) in a second. Or John Krasinski. MMM. Yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;No judging girls- You people have ALWAYS known my taste to be questionable. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-6786813379935736033?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/6786813379935736033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=6786813379935736033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/6786813379935736033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/6786813379935736033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/06/why-geeks-makes-good-lovers.html' title='Why Geeks Makes Good Lovers'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vELSEFOEdPQ/TggG2ZmgIhI/AAAAAAAABXU/e_S7yajVRmM/s72-c/peterp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-5669527740107398119</id><published>2011-06-26T23:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T23:55:15.312-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boring: Career'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogoholic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beast Mode'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Babble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books are Beautiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Need a Passport'/><title type='text'>I MISS YOU BLOGGING</title><content type='html'>I really ought to start blogging again. I miss sharing my thoughts and randomness and i'm sure as hell you guys miss reading stuff from me. Shockingly, people STILL come by to see whether or not i've updated &lt;b&gt;(thank you oh loyal stalker ones&lt;/b&gt;). I guess i owe you guys THATT much for sticking by me. I'm considering whether i should pick up where i ended that 10 day Tumblr Challenge that i NEVER actually finished. HA &lt;i&gt;(You can go through them by clicking on the BLOG PROJECTS link on the side there or &lt;a href="http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/search/label/blog%20projects"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/i&gt; Or just completely start a new one. The idea of starting a new one is extremely tempting at the moment so i probably will do that. I will be starting another Project 30 Day &lt;i&gt;(older one can be found &lt;a href="http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2010/09/project-30-day.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; or the entire month of &lt;a href="http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html"&gt;September 2010&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/i&gt; aka. the Photo project that EVERYONE loved. I shall begin that next WEDNESDAY when i get my camera back from someone. cough. haha &amp;lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. What's new eh. AHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;................................ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha wow. I am SO terrible at this now i don't even know where to begin. ESPECIALLY because.....&lt;strike&gt;its almost 2am and i haven't updated in so long i don't remember what i have done anymore (happens with old age and lots of drinking) since my last, long word vomit entry. &lt;b&gt;OKAY MAJORLY OFF. I FELL ASLEEP. ITS ACTUALLY 330 PM RIGHT NOW AS I'M TYPING THIS. I'M ALSO ROYALLY ANNOYED BUT THAT'S NOT THE POINT RIGHT NOW.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strike&gt; Holey crap MAJOR DELAY.It is officially four days later since i STARTED this blog, i am DETERMINED to finish it TONIGHT. RWAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i digress. moving on-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in the middle of this finding a job crisis. I'm getting pretty nervous again. The place that called me back for a 2nd interview has "delayed" the hiring because of some internal crisis so now im just AWAITING for them to sort that crisis out and see if they remember to call me. I don't even know what to do. I'm still applying (DAILY) for positions but seriously.....Graphic Design is hard stuff. Looks like I have to start doing "cold" e-mailing. I kind of wish they can get it over with, and just reject me if they really aren't that interested in me so i can move on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other points of interest&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;San Diego ish in LESS THAN A MONTH&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed kids. I will be in San Diego for comic con next month. Its starting to REALLY hit me because schedules of panels are coming out, more things are confirmed to be at the convention. It will be absolutely EPIC. The boys and i just need to wrap up some loose ends and i shall be off, snogging Ian Somerhalder. Hopefully. hahah Unfortunately, I will be missing an epic Canoe Summerlicious Dinner date w/ zee girls. I am quite sadden that l'll be missing it but hopefully when i return we can have another nights out at Brants. I'll be adding onto this subject more and more as the day gets closer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading Percy Jackson series / a lil rant&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day at BMV i was able to find the ENTIRE Percy Jackson and the Olympian Gods boxed series in HARDCOVER for only 30 dollars which is a STEAL because each book usually costs about 25 dollars anyways (FYI. I try to buy only hardcovers, especially when it comes to series. I have a thing for hardcover books).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Been reading that and even though i'm only on book 3&lt;b&gt;, &lt;/b&gt;i would have to put it as 4th on my "Favorite Book Series of all times" list. Extremely entertaining, but NO WHERE near Harry Potter (#1), Twilight or the Hunger Games (which fights for #2).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Also, don't judge me......because i read "childrens" books. These childrens books are GOOD. Ohkay.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Earlier I was part of a discussion re: Harry Potter vs. Twilight. People were comparing the two series. For someone like me who is a HUGE (and proud) obsessive fan of both series- i get majorly annoyed when that happens. Its like comparing apples and oranges, seriously, dont be stupid now. If ANYONE has any say on this, i would think id be the one that has the most legit argument. Ugh. // rant done. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Percy Jackson books also reminded how much i love Greek Mythology. I think if was rich and my family did not depend on me to bring home cash nor would i ever need to support myself in this lifetime, i would study Greek Mythology because its geniunely a subject that I've always enjoyed since i heard my first Greek Myth in grade 6. Too bad my life isn't that ideal.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Freelance Work&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been busy as hell with freelance work. Might have slightly mentioned this before in previous blog entries but A and I are going to tag team and come together to work on a special project. I'm pretty excited about that, i think things should be pretty awesome once we have something to show. &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beastmode &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since December i've put on a disgusting 10lbs. Fortunately for me, Combat and Weights HAVE paid off and i've lost 4lbs in the past 2 months (HUGE for me!). Just another 6 to go and l'll be back to how i was LAST August (which i considered to be the first time in my life where ive been the fittest AND skinniest ive ever been in my life).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I do have a new goal though, which is to reach that DREAM weight and physique by my 25th birthday this year. Essentially November 2nd is my deadline. You know. Birthday and all. I like being monumental about certain occasions.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All my life i've been big (im serious) and i would REALLY like it, if by my quarter of a century i can finally reach that ideal physique so i can look at myself in the mirror and be proud of the way i look and not be ashamed as i have been all my life. Going to work really hard for that.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;I MISS ARSENAL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENOUGH SAID. I MISS WATCHING ARSENAL PLAY SO MUCH AND GOING INSANE.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fjhskjskfkldsjfdlsk i think im done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damnit i REALLY am losing my touch. Must work hard. Don't want to lose that blogging momentum. EVER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ya. there u go. AN UPDATE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-5669527740107398119?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/5669527740107398119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=5669527740107398119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/5669527740107398119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/5669527740107398119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-miss-you-blogging.html' title='I MISS YOU BLOGGING'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-237635819440530319</id><published>2011-06-25T01:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T01:36:16.988-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='命運'/><title type='text'>Discovery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zq75eICiNaw/TgVzp5fn8wI/AAAAAAAABXI/DRTgWnDwfhU/s1600/tumblr_lfsa0uDpQe1qayas9o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zq75eICiNaw/TgVzp5fn8wI/AAAAAAAABXI/DRTgWnDwfhU/s1600/tumblr_lfsa0uDpQe1qayas9o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tis all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-237635819440530319?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/237635819440530319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=237635819440530319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/237635819440530319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/237635819440530319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/06/discovery.html' title='Discovery'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zq75eICiNaw/TgVzp5fn8wI/AAAAAAAABXI/DRTgWnDwfhU/s72-c/tumblr_lfsa0uDpQe1qayas9o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-875660058572494677</id><published>2011-06-24T00:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T00:49:54.601-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Social Media Whore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Design Monster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im a dork'/><title type='text'>Breakdown of my Tweets: ILLUSTRATED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/SayMuiDang/dorkkly-tweets-web-c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="640" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/SayMuiDang/dorkkly-tweets-web-c.jpg" width="464" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Click to enlarge&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something for you all to look at while i type up an actual BLOG ENTRY FOR YOU ALL TO READ. I already loaded it on twitter (i actually kind of created it FOR twitter) which some of you might have seen already, or might not have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of it is to pretty much SHOW followers, what I tweet about. I noticed that after tweeting that im going to Comic Con, the number of.....comic book reader (aka, my beloved Geeks) followers....increased. But the thing is that i actually DON'T tweet about geek stuff all that much and i can imagine the surprise they get when all they see on their TL is ARSENAL, VODKA, ARSENAL, STARBUCKS, ARSENAL. Vice versa, lately i'm sure all my footy Arsenal followers have noticed the INCREASE in GEEK-related tweets (mainly because Comic Con is FAST approaching) and all know that i am in fact a closet geek that loves Big Bang Theory, Marvel, Pokemon and Harry Potter. To avoid the confusion and miscommunication, I thought creating an illustration would let them know, right off the bat that i am more of an futbol tweeter more than anything else. It's just been a bit............slow and dry lately because its off-season. When August hits- sorry kids. Its back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, i REALLY have to give some crazy creds to my non-geek, non-futbol, FRIENDS that follow me on Twitter. You guys have to ENDURE my excessive number of tweet updates and not only that- stuff that you don't understand. I love you guys OH-THAT-MUCH-MORE and thank you tremendously for sticking by me STILL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay without further adieu, im not going waste my precious time typing any more for this entry. Going to work on the MEGA HUGE (sorta) one thats been "Saved" for the entire week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope u like it though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-875660058572494677?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/875660058572494677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=875660058572494677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/875660058572494677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/875660058572494677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/06/breakdown-of-my-tweets-illustrated.html' title='Breakdown of my Tweets: ILLUSTRATED'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-5710635787431930979</id><published>2011-06-22T22:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T22:50:55.199-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fffound'/><title type='text'>boo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U7gjFwlzdEU/TgKpwjR083I/AAAAAAAABW8/MtLVA12KKnc/s1600/tumblr_lhgwgkMq961qenw12o1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U7gjFwlzdEU/TgKpwjR083I/AAAAAAAABW8/MtLVA12KKnc/s1600/tumblr_lhgwgkMq961qenw12o1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Seems Legit. #justSaying&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-5710635787431930979?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/5710635787431930979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=5710635787431930979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/5710635787431930979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/5710635787431930979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/06/boo.html' title='boo'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U7gjFwlzdEU/TgKpwjR083I/AAAAAAAABW8/MtLVA12KKnc/s72-c/tumblr_lhgwgkMq961qenw12o1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-1162630455460901351</id><published>2011-06-21T14:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T14:31:04.823-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogoholic'/><title type='text'>BLOG DEPRIVED.</title><content type='html'>I swear i wanted to blog SO badly last night but Freelance proposal work had to come first especially since im working with A on this one. Can't disappoint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to really make an effort to pencil in an HOUR today to blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh i have to make an appointment for myself to blog. How sad is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B0gvFKpBU-4/TgDjD1h8epI/AAAAAAAABW4/2Iyx4SyiJXA/s1600/tumblr_ljzpfhxpKg1qaer07o1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B0gvFKpBU-4/TgDjD1h8epI/AAAAAAAABW4/2Iyx4SyiJXA/s1600/tumblr_ljzpfhxpKg1qaer07o1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This always makes me laugh. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BIG BANG THEORY PANEL - FRIDAY, JULY 22 AT 1230 PM. -- I AM THERE!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-1162630455460901351?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/1162630455460901351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=1162630455460901351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/1162630455460901351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/1162630455460901351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-deprived.html' title='BLOG DEPRIVED.'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B0gvFKpBU-4/TgDjD1h8epI/AAAAAAAABW4/2Iyx4SyiJXA/s72-c/tumblr_ljzpfhxpKg1qaer07o1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-4201047106648143249</id><published>2011-06-14T23:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T23:46:28.101-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fffound'/><title type='text'>fffound</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bib8OwHjcBo/Tfgq02ThUUI/AAAAAAAABWo/LjyKZskCMjk/s1600/tumblr_lkdr3rBdcs1qfslbao1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bib8OwHjcBo/Tfgq02ThUUI/AAAAAAAABWo/LjyKZskCMjk/s1600/tumblr_lkdr3rBdcs1qfslbao1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAHAHAH POOR BABY.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry kids. been lacking on my tumblr posts therefore my fffound stash is going thin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-4201047106648143249?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/4201047106648143249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=4201047106648143249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/4201047106648143249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/4201047106648143249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/06/fffound.html' title='fffound'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bib8OwHjcBo/Tfgq02ThUUI/AAAAAAAABWo/LjyKZskCMjk/s72-c/tumblr_lkdr3rBdcs1qfslbao1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-8637695389374911742</id><published>2011-06-13T08:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T08:51:56.143-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Babble'/><title type='text'>Fob</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Pig Pig 豬;這世上誰最下賤?!?!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAHA 林峰 (Ray Lam) you Kill me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-8637695389374911742?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/8637695389374911742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=8637695389374911742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/8637695389374911742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/8637695389374911742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/06/fob.html' title='Fob'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-4564437043903068892</id><published>2011-06-12T20:06:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T20:08:29.338-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boring: Career'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Design Monster'/><title type='text'>Laziness</title><content type='html'>I was inspired to type up a "lazy" blog post too because of A blogged about it earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole weekend has been completely fail in terms of productivity. I had a shit load of quote work to do, design concepts to come up with and an interview to prep for but didn't get around to ANY of it until today when i woke up feeling like i was paralyzed from the waist down (due to cramps). I still worked through it though because I WANT THIS JOB. ROAR.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PPTjTSlChgs/TfVSuYzlnjI/AAAAAAAABWc/EEKSuHRhUmc/s1600/Untitled-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PPTjTSlChgs/TfVSuYzlnjI/AAAAAAAABWc/EEKSuHRhUmc/s1600/Untitled-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said though, of course i CONTINUED to procrastinate by editing wonderful photobooth pics that A and i took yesterday during what should have been a productive design session for the both of us instead of just ranting about it and then going to the bar because we're both SO futbol deprived. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I digress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should do some work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me good luck tmr kiddies!!! If you're part of that support i might be able to include u in the discounts i get if i get the job!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-4564437043903068892?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/4564437043903068892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=4564437043903068892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/4564437043903068892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/4564437043903068892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/06/laziness.html' title='Laziness'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PPTjTSlChgs/TfVSuYzlnjI/AAAAAAAABWc/EEKSuHRhUmc/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-9062304501480620048</id><published>2011-06-08T23:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T23:28:08.344-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boring: Career'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Design Monster'/><title type='text'>The waiting game ends. Life goes on</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYiOx4A_PpY/TfA3HCuN4SI/AAAAAAAABV0/BbAlpDdC2O0/s1600/tumblr_lle976o8xY1qj065bo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYiOx4A_PpY/TfA3HCuN4SI/AAAAAAAABV0/BbAlpDdC2O0/s1600/tumblr_lle976o8xY1qj065bo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of today the waiting game officially ends. For the past week and a half ive been waiting for VG to get back to me on whether they made a hiring decision. Well they finally did and unfortunately for me I was not chosen for the position. : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do i feel? Hmm. Crushed. But not as devastating as i thought it would be (l'll share why in a bit). And extremely disappointed. I'm not disappointed with myself (on contrary, i am actually quite proud of myself for fighting it til the end) but more of the general outcome. I mean i spent, SO much time and effort on two presentations- it just really sucks that at the end of it all it didn't really pay off with the most ideal scenario. I have to say though (as vain as i might sound), i thought my presentation was pretty kick-ass so for them to hire someone else, that person is seriously someone i do not ever want to compete with....EVERRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KyWKDGtqb9c/TfA9jOLoUyI/AAAAAAAABV4/UUZwVqyqF9c/s1600/tumblr_lcnm8nbCEe1qa1ii8o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KyWKDGtqb9c/TfA9jOLoUyI/AAAAAAAABV4/UUZwVqyqF9c/s1600/tumblr_lcnm8nbCEe1qa1ii8o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, life goes on right. I created one of my best portfolio pieces and i am confident i can land a job using this as a sample of what i am capable of. Something im pretty sure i would NOT have done in my spare time. I also didn't think I was capable of pulling such ambitious deadlines either. I totally won myself a point in this round against myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually have ANOTHER interview lined up for this coming Monday and shockingly- its even bigger than VG. How i manage it, no idea. But much thanks to J for hooking me up with the link. I think it was because i got the notification BEFORE i got the rejection, it didn't hurt THAT MUCH. I'm prettttty sure that if i had nothing lined up, no prospects i would be out drinking my sorrows away. Lets pray even HARDER for this to be the one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Gutted- but still in the game biatches. Bring it.&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-9062304501480620048?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/9062304501480620048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=9062304501480620048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/9062304501480620048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/9062304501480620048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/06/life-goes-on.html' title='The waiting game ends. Life goes on'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYiOx4A_PpY/TfA3HCuN4SI/AAAAAAAABV0/BbAlpDdC2O0/s72-c/tumblr_lle976o8xY1qj065bo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-5752324736723512923</id><published>2011-06-05T21:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T21:48:22.583-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boring: Career'/><title type='text'>The Waiting Game Resumes</title><content type='html'>The weekend comes to an end and that anxiety wait begins once again since VG did NOT get back to me last week even though they said that they would. I DID have good feelings but not so much anymore. La sighs. I really, REALLY just need them to reject me and let me get on with my life&lt;i&gt; (i.e. work on a new resume, increase in the number of applications im sending out per day and possibly.......findaretailjoborsomethingtosupportmyarse *shakes my head at myself*)&lt;/i&gt; :((((. I've been excessively spending money again and its not really something i should do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in the mood to blog. Maybe later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-5752324736723512923?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/5752324736723512923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=5752324736723512923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/5752324736723512923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/5752324736723512923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/06/waiting-game-resumes.html' title='The Waiting Game Resumes'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-5175283675277704539</id><published>2011-06-02T13:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T13:11:01.847-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boring: Career'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Design Monster'/><title type='text'>Dream Work Area</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1iJ8VYqBgEE/Tee9GIqFj6I/AAAAAAAABVw/ef8Amw8IBH4/s1600/5160354196_3629f71a85_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="393" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1iJ8VYqBgEE/Tee9GIqFj6I/AAAAAAAABVw/ef8Amw8IBH4/s640/5160354196_3629f71a85_b.jpg" width="590" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3fB3G3IpwXU/Tee9FMbfYjI/AAAAAAAABVs/U2jlV3D2hDY/s1600/5159751385_0f996c289a_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="393" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3fB3G3IpwXU/Tee9FMbfYjI/AAAAAAAABVs/U2jlV3D2hDY/s640/5159751385_0f996c289a_b.jpg" width="590" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at all those toysssss and books!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Most importantly, shiet look at that monitor!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And tablet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And vintage red telephone. &lt;br /&gt;Probably comics hidden in that massive bookshelf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la sighs. I'm still waiting on VG to call me back. I'm getting more and more antsy every single time my blueberry email notification alerts comes on. Hopefully by the time i see A and the boys tomorrow, i will have good news for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note- Watching Les Bleus tmr play and then X-Men: First class afterwards. Tres tres epic day!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-5175283675277704539?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/5175283675277704539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=5175283675277704539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/5175283675277704539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/5175283675277704539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/06/dream-work-area.html' title='Dream Work Area'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1iJ8VYqBgEE/Tee9GIqFj6I/AAAAAAAABVw/ef8Amw8IBH4/s72-c/5160354196_3629f71a85_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-6598909168917006855</id><published>2011-05-29T20:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T00:41:54.323-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boring: Career'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Design Monster'/><title type='text'>i jogged in on a teen couple making out. #awkward.</title><content type='html'>Greetings all. I finally have a moment to update on in what seems like FOREVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From where I last left off- i was in the middle of a mental breakdown (for what must have been the 5th one that week) and was freaking the hell out about there being an interview portion to Round 2 that I did not know about nor anticipated. I survived, the challenge portion that is and was ACTUALLY able to e-mail it on the requested original due date as oppose to the extension date I asked for. I actually loaded a recording of what I did for you guys to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6pqaseX0eQk" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much its a Sponsorship deck. Content was provided for me and I was asked to create a powerpoint presentation for it and to create infographics to illustrate the statistics (which you will see in the middle) in a visually appeasing and innovative way. I had all the creative freedom i want. All illustrations are by me as well as the banners, graphics, that mock-up website (with the video playing), and everything else. If you do happen to watch it, please please comment/pm me on twitter/bbm/fb or wherever to let me know what you think!!! I spent A LOT of time on it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw if i haven't mentioned it already- its for a Powerpoint Specialist/Designer position. Hence the slideshow lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the people like it. I thought i did pretty well given the time I was allowed to work on this.The interview portion also went pretty well. Well, at the time i felt like it was great. After many reflections and talking to people about it i'm not so sure anymore. This is what i get for being over-confident, i become too comfortable too soon and show them what a big weirdo i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't help either, when one of the guys asked me which team i supported for the Champions League final game. FYI: I hate both teams (ManU and Barca). I hope my answer didn't affect what they think of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways, so that's that. The "final decision" will be made this week and they'll contact me regardless of what kind of news it is. I REALLY don't know whether l'll be hired&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; (lll probably cry for days and not admit to it if i dont get it)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; but at the very least i can say i REALLY gave it my all right? I somehow made it through hundreds of resume that were sent via Monster, fought my way through a round of about 20 candidates with a slow-ass laptop to create my first deck and then finally down to this round- two other candidates including myself and three days of sweat and effort. I think i deserve a LITTLE credit no? And its another piece to be added to my portfolio. But do wish me good luck people. I REALLY WANT THIS JOB/NEED THIS JOB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Currently right now though, im working on some freelance side stuff again. I consider it my "commute" money. Its one of those jobs where the client has the worst taste in the world and if you present anything "decent" to them they'll hate but vice versa, if you present something shittey to them they would LOVE. You'd think creating shittey looking stuff is easy- ITS NOT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; im also behind on my tumblr posts. I dont even want to BOTHER going through about 10 days worth of posts. the thought is quite frightening.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would love to continue to blog more but im a lil behind of schedule today and just returned from jog which killed about an hour of my time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tis' all. I'll try to update more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-6598909168917006855?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/6598909168917006855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=6598909168917006855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/6598909168917006855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/6598909168917006855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-jogged-in-on-teen-couple-making-out.html' title='i jogged in on a teen couple making out. #awkward.'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/6pqaseX0eQk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-3725375223489470653</id><published>2011-05-24T11:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T11:12:27.278-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Babble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Design Monster'/><title type='text'>NEWS FLASH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BWHAHAHA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No wonder they want this presentation by Wednesday.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Its because they want us to come in for round two INTERVIEWS on THURSDAY.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BWHAHAHAHHA. I think ive OFFICIALLY GONE INSANE. &lt;/b&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/2665918800814018777-3725375223489470653?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/3725375223489470653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=3725375223489470653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/3725375223489470653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/3725375223489470653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/05/news-flash.html' title='NEWS FLASH'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-6293048659795285654</id><published>2011-05-23T22:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T22:42:09.025-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boring: Career'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bitching Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Design Monster'/><title type='text'>MENTALLY EXHAUSTED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;FUCK YOU INFOGRAPHS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After this i do NOT want to do one for a VERY EFFING LONG TIME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So i was able to get an extension (for that presentation thing im creating) to Thursday Morning, instead of the original Wednesday due date, and my request for Thursday Noon. Its about a 3 hour difference but I guess its better than nothing. I hope the request doesnt hurt my chances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It also just means im probably not going to sleep Wednesday night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i just wasnt meant for this job. I was sitting here for literally an hour and i wasnt able to come up with ANY concept for this piece i am illustrating. I have such a HUGE creative mental block right now it hurts. Fuck. Frustration level is at all time high right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tis all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to fucking illustrating..........or attempt to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-6293048659795285654?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/6293048659795285654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=6293048659795285654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/6293048659795285654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/6293048659795285654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/05/so-tired.html' title='MENTALLY EXHAUSTED'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-8664474923928887989</id><published>2011-05-22T22:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T22:47:08.877-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sweet Nothings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Babble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books are Beautiful'/><title type='text'>Fairytale</title><content type='html'>I attended my first Brown Engagement Blessing ceremony yesterday for S&amp;amp;N. It would say it was quite a pleasant culture experience. I think it was mostly stemmed from the fact that i was able to be part of the "back scene" by helping setting up things and being around the bridal party for the entire day. I think if i was to just arrive and not been around to do all those things, i would have been pretty bored. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The engagement ceremony went well, S looked so so beautiful. I think her and N are the most good-looking couple i know. Pretty babies are expected. It was SO SO hot though, i think i sweated up a storm and i was the one that didn't have to wear the traditional clothing which basically meant i got the better end of the deal. Afterwards it was pictures (the bridal party is SO cute) and drinking as down time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So can i say that brown people can party? Like, even the grown-ups lololol omg it was INSANE. A few drinks and they start blasting reggae and dance hall. I didnt even need to go to the club to dance. And can i also add, that S's mom has got some hot swag. I cannot move like that woman. She is absolutely phenomenon!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing i do want to comment on though, is how envious I am of S&amp;amp;N. They are what you call, blissfully in love with one another. The perfect fairytale. Its not the sappy, barf-worthy kind of romance either. Its real yet storybook-like. They are both so so cool and so much fun when they're together. Everything you want in a relationship, they have with one another. I can even go as far as saying that they remind me a lot of when A and I were together, playful. But so much more. So much better. Lets not forget how much her in-laws LOVES her. And vice versa. The family bond is also visibly strong and its not quite official just yet either so you can only imagine how much stronger it will become when they become official. Honestly, the day just proves that happily ever afters do exist. There are guys out there that want to settle down and be devoted to building a life with you without needing to sacrifice anything. So thank you to the both of you, for giving me hope. Again. Sorta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say though- i earned my Scarborough street creds yesterday. haha booya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now its TOTAL CRUNCH TIME. My entire day was pretty much wasted because of my hangover. (I drank on an empty stomach AGAIN. I really don't learn do i.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main theme for the deck i am creating is Playstation/Xbox's NBA 2K11. I hope being the boy that i am, i can design something so kickass that it doesn't look like a female did it. And then of course get hired and life would be almost perfect again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-8664474923928887989?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/8664474923928887989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=8664474923928887989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/8664474923928887989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/8664474923928887989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/05/fairytale.html' title='Fairytale'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-5684408615067977631</id><published>2011-05-20T23:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T23:19:50.624-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boring: Career'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bitching Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Download Overload'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Design Monster'/><title type='text'>holey moley</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Earlier in the evening at Starbucks. This was the speed my downloads were going at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yH7gBzXT47o/Tdcgfw3qmEI/AAAAAAAABVo/lTGIUfnEa7k/s1600/SPEEDS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yH7gBzXT47o/Tdcgfw3qmEI/AAAAAAAABVo/lTGIUfnEa7k/s1600/SPEEDS.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell?!?!?! omg mind you that the "normal" speed is about 190KB/sec (ON A GOOD DAY!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The net was clearly on steroids today.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo. So long weekend has dawn on us. A long weekend that i SHOULD be enjoying but suddenly at 5:30pm today a bomb was dropped on me thus i abid farewell to my highly anticipated many-hours-of-trolling-tumblr-for-Arsenal-Charity-Ball-pictures long weekend. Oh and of course S&amp;amp;N's engagement ceremony and the last Arsenal game of the Season - all of which i am highly anticipating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, to get into details of "the bomb" now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't really told anyone yet but yes, i did make the shortlist for that interview that i spent what seemed like endless nights and days working on the prep and presentation for it. Round 2 officially began today when one of the guys that interviewed me, sent an e-mail outlining the "challenge" of this round. In short- the e-mail included a folder with content and image assets and I am asked to create a presentation by the coming Wednesday. There's really no restrictions, I am at creative freedom. Basically be innovative, be wild and &lt;u&gt;be hardcore&lt;/u&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first read this i felt my brain turn into mush. For the past week i've pretty much been just working exclusively on my "Sample" portfolio site &lt;i&gt;(because i felt the need to have something up, rather then being mad ghettos and sending PDFs of my work)&lt;/i&gt; and trying to get it up by today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;BTW.&lt;br /&gt;IT IS UP. FIND THE LINK YOURSELF......IT SHOULD BE PRETTY EASY FOR THOSE THAT SPENDS THEIR TIME LOOKING THROUGH MY STUFF. Let me know your thoughts if you DO see it. Feedback is much appreciated!!!!!!!!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;I spent SO much time redo-ing it and lost some sleep over it. It was extremely mentally draining and i thought after completing it this afternoon, i'd REALLY have some time to recover. Na Uh. No can do with Round 2 deadline in 4 days and I lose almost 2 days because of prior plans. I simply did not think i have the mental capacity to do anything spectacular and hardcore. I squeeeezed that creative sponge dry. I felt like I was out of tricks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets also not forget about all the freelance opportunities that has suddenly popped up and i have to figure THAT out next week.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said though, after freaking out and crying internally for about 20 minutes- i was STILL able to send out another job application to a really awesome advertising and design boutique for an available position &lt;i&gt;(TY cousin for showing me their website)&lt;/i&gt; and started drawing up a mental game plan for this Round 2 on the bus ride home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mental Note:&lt;/u&gt; Must watch what im drinking/eating this weekend. Potentially no gym until NEXT Thursday. :((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes. Here we go. Round 2. *DING DING*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUKKKEN BRING IT BIATCHES. I was made for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the games begin..................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-5684408615067977631?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/5684408615067977631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=5684408615067977631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/5684408615067977631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/5684408615067977631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/05/holey-moley.html' title='holey moley'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yH7gBzXT47o/Tdcgfw3qmEI/AAAAAAAABVo/lTGIUfnEa7k/s72-c/SPEEDS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-7742541850344512266</id><published>2011-05-18T01:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T01:11:10.119-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comic books and pokemon are my thing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cineplex Complex'/><title type='text'>Nerd Rant- LAST ONE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="343" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XMH9TlxgAII" width="550"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Transformers 3 newest trailer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, THIS, looks a WHOLE LOT more promising than the previous one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the very least, i get to see optimus prime do his fighting thing in this one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OK DONE WITH THE GEEK RANT!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-7742541850344512266?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/7742541850344512266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=7742541850344512266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/7742541850344512266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/7742541850344512266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/05/nerd-rant-last-one.html' title='Nerd Rant- LAST ONE!'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/XMH9TlxgAII/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-1716976570730505238</id><published>2011-05-18T00:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T00:19:52.831-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comic books and pokemon are my thing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cineplex Complex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im a dork'/><title type='text'>Huge Nerd Rant</title><content type='html'>This is a huge, long, COMICS related rant. If you don't understand nor have an interest in nerd talk, it would be wise to just skip it in its entirety. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="313" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0Yq7Za1JnZg" width="550"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;X-Men: First Class Official Theatre trailer #2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of all the Marvel comics, i gotta say that X-Men is my absolute favorite. It's probably the series that I know most about next to Spiderman and also the first Marvel series that got me hooked on comics. Thus no matter what i WILL be biased and enjoy every film created for this series- regardless of how much they changed up the story and fuks it up. Me. Will. Lurve. (Cyclops). haha. As for this movie, i already know that they've messed up the storyline big time already but i still think its going to be pretty epic. Besides, i'm a huge James McAvoy fan. Him playing Charles Xavier makes Charles Xavier (the character) that much more badass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely cannot wait. Two weeks-ish i believe????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like all previous comic-related, action movies that no girls are interested (or understand) in seeing and/or movies that have lots to think about/discuss- the boys are the ones i turn to for that. We watched Thor in 3D (because Shadow read reviews that it would be OH-THAT-MUCH better) and i was pretty damn surprised on how good it was. When the initial screen caps for this movie was released last year at Comic Con- i had my reservations on this movie. I mean, just like every other movie before- it's "just" another Marvel comic-to-movie and on top of that, the Thor series never really appealed to me. It was way too mythical for my liking. That said, again- GREAT MOVIE. Even for non-nerds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I thought the special "effects" were brilliant and just enough (it was not overdone at all).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Mjolnir (or the "Hammer") "fight" scenes were SOOO wicked. Omg. Don't judge a hammer. It can fucken blast you away.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The "fighting" scenes in general were awesome. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Natalie Portman was a bit of a waste of film space. Her character (in the comics) was significant, but not enough for the movie.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sif is HAWT. Her weapon is HAWT. Her fighting is HAWT. HAWT!!! (She was the only she-warrior on the team. THE MOST FIERCE). &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The scenes that linked back to Iron Man II. [[ S.H.I.E.L.D ]]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All the "Avengers" previews/teasers/references. EXCITEMENTTTTT&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I.e. Hawkeye's appearance. holey, i almost jizzed my pants seeing him with his bow and arrow. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The "secret" teaser clip after the credits. Clearly we know who's going to be the villain in the avengers movie now. (Loves).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thor (Chris Hemsworth) was pretty cute. I especially liked him when he acted all gentleman like. That said though, i was more into his sleazy, greasy, dark-haired, pale, doesnt-get-much sun, evil brother, Loki. Don't ask why. There was something very intriguing about his not so good looking face but oh-so-happening sorcery. I do have a thing for magic and wizards. Heh. &lt;i&gt;(refer to Harry Potter obsession please)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other Superhero movies coming&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Avengers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*NERD SCREAM*. Thor's definitely back (for all you Chris Hemworth fans!!). Iron Man (Robert Downey Jr. aka one of the most perfect man in hollywood), Captain America (Chris Evans aka HOT), Hulk (errrr i just like his character). The movie just screams epicness even if the plot is shitttttttttttttttt.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Captain America in 3D|&lt;/b&gt;Chris Evans (the actor playing him) is sexy. Enough said. I personally don't like the Captain America series but hey, its marvel and sexy guy is playing that role. No loss. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Green Lantern &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the one with Ryan Reynolds and Blake Lively. Ahhhh it looks disgustingly CG-ed and its DC (im sure by now its obvious i perfer Marvel over DC)....but i'm curious about how its going to turn out. I do love hearing him say his oath though. It's sexy. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;i heard they're going to be making a Wonder Woman? Which i think is a stupid, stupid idea. And probably have a Justice League movie which is lameo because i think the Avengers can kick the Justice League any day. Just saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Comic-Con&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BWAHAHHA 62 days i believe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# # #&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a less geeky note- guess who got called back for a Round 2 for that dream job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIGGLES GIGGLES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-1716976570730505238?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/1716976570730505238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=1716976570730505238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/1716976570730505238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/1716976570730505238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/05/huge-nerd-rant.html' title='Huge Nerd Rant'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/0Yq7Za1JnZg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-1125652649778192870</id><published>2011-05-17T22:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T22:19:51.342-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fffound'/><title type='text'>Gossip Girl Spam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0ubrIIvV3iI/TdMsj5usWrI/AAAAAAAABVI/rHZAfnB1Wkw/s1600/tumblr_lld15pTPnK1qejfreo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0ubrIIvV3iI/TdMsj5usWrI/AAAAAAAABVI/rHZAfnB1Wkw/s1600/tumblr_lld15pTPnK1qejfreo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nobody is more perfect than they are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-1125652649778192870?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/1125652649778192870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=1125652649778192870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/1125652649778192870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/1125652649778192870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/05/gossip-girl-spam.html' title='Gossip Girl Spam'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0ubrIIvV3iI/TdMsj5usWrI/AAAAAAAABVI/rHZAfnB1Wkw/s72-c/tumblr_lld15pTPnK1qejfreo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-2656989244744757070</id><published>2011-05-17T21:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T21:33:47.729-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='命運'/><title type='text'>Wronged Goodbyes // season 5 GG finale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fhMxDWcgZXQ/TdMhS3NVyPI/AAAAAAAABVE/0lHzCALNIPk/s1600/season5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fhMxDWcgZXQ/TdMhS3NVyPI/AAAAAAAABVE/0lHzCALNIPk/s1600/season5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;!@#$#@% SOBSS. STABS TO THE HEART. SOBSSSSSS. &lt;br /&gt;DIEDDDDDD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;goddamit if i cant have my happy ending, why cant you people let chuck and blair have theirsssssssssssssssss. SOBSSSSS. LIFE IS SOOOO UNFAIRRR. WAHHHH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-2656989244744757070?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/2656989244744757070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=2656989244744757070&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/2656989244744757070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/2656989244744757070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/05/wronged-goodbyes-season-5-gg-finale.html' title='Wronged Goodbyes // season 5 GG finale'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fhMxDWcgZXQ/TdMhS3NVyPI/AAAAAAAABVE/0lHzCALNIPk/s72-c/season5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-7277251371949333758</id><published>2011-05-17T00:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T00:06:52.946-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fffound'/><title type='text'>fffound</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r60u6JJhFXY/TdHyiCQA5kI/AAAAAAAABVA/mTqJwy8odRw/s1600/tumblr_ljhuys2nLs1qi36b2o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r60u6JJhFXY/TdHyiCQA5kI/AAAAAAAABVA/mTqJwy8odRw/s1600/tumblr_ljhuys2nLs1qi36b2o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm sorry but why is she giving blowjobs at the age of 10? What is there to blow?!?!?! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why must you type like a retard cute gayl&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"How do i swallow the baby down to my stomack"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If i were you hunny, i'd be more worried about your parents disowning you for being so FUCKING STUPID. Seeing this little boy (who clearly wanted u preggo by blowing his load down your throat #handovereyes) is the least of my concerns. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;TEN YEARS OLD!??!?!?!?!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So she actually wants to keep it then, because she wants it to grow? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sounds like to me he blew more than a load down her throat&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;OMG, LIKE, YOU ARE A SLUT. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the shit i find i swear i make myself angry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-7277251371949333758?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/7277251371949333758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=7277251371949333758&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/7277251371949333758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/7277251371949333758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/05/fffound_17.html' title='fffound'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r60u6JJhFXY/TdHyiCQA5kI/AAAAAAAABVA/mTqJwy8odRw/s72-c/tumblr_ljhuys2nLs1qi36b2o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-1648633822257341469</id><published>2011-05-16T11:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T11:50:09.310-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bitching Rant'/><title type='text'>Annoyed as fak</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Its unbelievable how someone can be so rude, disrespectful and unappreciative. I think at the very least if you're "socially retarded" i can forgive you because its a disability. But being a big fucking bitch is NOT a disability.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mother thinks i have a new boyfriend. Its a comedy. An annoying one at my expense.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The weather is so gloom and doom.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Arsenal had SUCH a shittey end to the season yesterday. I'm so upset over that. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't have a starbucks next to me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate this design piece i am working on. Everything about it is annoying and tedious.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have to go see my orthodontist today. The thought of his fake-concern for my teeth but really he just wants to milk my money alrdy peeves me. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I really can't wait to go combat tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROARRRRRRR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-1648633822257341469?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/1648633822257341469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=1648633822257341469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/1648633822257341469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/1648633822257341469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/05/annoyed-as-fak.html' title='Annoyed as fak'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-5672154800982747583</id><published>2011-05-14T01:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T01:53:36.107-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Babble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im a dork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fffound'/><title type='text'>Allergies are killing me slowly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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BWAHHA I laughed out loud at several pics. Creative, no?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Observation made earlier tonight- I am terribly frighten of holding a knife. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed this while i was cutting up slices of lemons earlier for my water. Shit, talk about being scared. Not good for future wife duties. Might have to tell future husband to hire someone to cut stuff for me. That or future mister is gonna be doing all the slicing, dicing and chopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Observation made this morning- I cannot drink red wine for the life of me.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A and i had our WAG evening last night and somehow we went through two bots of white and decided to go for more by drinking a newly vintage red she opened recently. I ALWAYS knew that i can't drink reds but i heard this thing about how its only certain Reds that would get you shtfaced (aka the cheap ones) and the real exquisite ones won't give you ANY hangovers. Needless to say i have yet to sample any exquisite ones because i always wake up feeling like DEATH. So yes, i woke up feeling like death today. There's no room for ambitions when it comes to drinking. I should remember that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noted people. NOTED. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently working on S&amp;amp;N's engagement present. On a friday night. Running into construction issues. I hate running into issuessss. If you're reading this dear, I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!!! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I should also clean my room. Its getting dutty and chaotic again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, and today i was at FMP and bought myself a large bag of those......salty plum snack munchie thingys (Wa Mui's for all you chinks). The lady actually asked me if i was preggos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BWAHHAHA i just looked at her with my "are you fucking with me" glare. She added quickly though, "Not that u look it. Its just that only pregnant girls buy this much". Good thing she did because she would have received a cussing from me! So apparently non-preggo girls cant munch on salty snacks no more. PREJUDICEEEEE. Not going back. EVER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit its 2am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUTZ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-5672154800982747583?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/5672154800982747583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=5672154800982747583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/5672154800982747583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/5672154800982747583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/05/zinggggggggg.html' title='Allergies are killing me slowly'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ji0EmaReTlU/Tc3qny4G4KI/AAAAAAAABTc/sK6EEqBBgsQ/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-7216209254306773355</id><published>2011-05-14T01:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T01:51:04.201-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='命運'/><title type='text'>Gamer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jDqjAp3ytZg/Tct3hocysoI/AAAAAAAABTY/nU9EfJw7vcI/s1600/tumblr_lkxub4qvqi1qh59n0o1_r1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jDqjAp3ytZg/Tct3hocysoI/AAAAAAAABTY/nU9EfJw7vcI/s1600/tumblr_lkxub4qvqi1qh59n0o1_r1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i think he should forget lisa the slut and marry me instead. just saying.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-8217254849539358337?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/8217254849539358337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=8217254849539358337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/8217254849539358337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/8217254849539358337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-love-milhouse.html' title='I LOVE MILHOUSE'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jDqjAp3ytZg/Tct3hocysoI/AAAAAAAABTY/nU9EfJw7vcI/s72-c/tumblr_lkxub4qvqi1qh59n0o1_r1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-930212558731249321</id><published>2011-05-12T00:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T16:32:20.948-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&#xA;Blogoholic&#xA;Beast Mode命運I am a Starbucks-oholicfffoundFOOTBALL is sexy'/><title type='text'>two bruises in one day- not good.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wahM1h7Cz2o/TctgL2_cTJI/AAAAAAAABTQ/-9Kg5LekzEE/s1600/tumblr_ljzthdvzqw1qh3xbpo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wahM1h7Cz2o/TctgL2_cTJI/AAAAAAAABTQ/-9Kg5LekzEE/s1600/tumblr_ljzthdvzqw1qh3xbpo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Strangers, again.&lt;/b&gt; - WongFu Productions&lt;br /&gt;The youtube vid that practically almost killed me. Thought l'll share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Almost end of the week again. I tried SO hard to be productive this week. I've been up early almost every single day (except for the exception of Tuesday because i was SO damn sore from combat/weights/stretches the night before),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note: I noticed have this crazy, CRAZY habit now (that i was telling the cousin about and she pretty much laughed and told me how insane i was). What it basically is, is that I would wake up at ungodly hours (530-630am) to check my twitter. How i do it is pretty ridiculous too. Because i am STILL half asleep, i would check with one eye closed and the other open. But it's actually REALLY painful because my blueberry light is BLINDING in the dark so it's like powerful brilliant laser beams being shot at my one eye that's open, while trying to skim my tweets. When that eye cannot endure the light no more, it closes and the other eye opens and subdues the same abuse. It kind of rotates until BOTH eyes can't take it anymore - and i pass out again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why do i do it? Simple, most of the people i follow (my Arsenal boys included) are from the UK and they're about 5 hours ahead. So when it's 5-6am for me, it's around 10-11am for them and that's THEIR PRIME TO TWEET. I would sacrifice an eye to read their tweets. Crazy huh. NO. It's DEVOTION. It's a WIFE/GIRLFRIEND quality OKAY. Gosh people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But tis' my crazy habit. I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.............as i was saying. Attempting to be productive. Which i think i have been. The productivity rate could definitely be higher though. But i'm working on it! Random thoughts:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;My laptop Cyclops, still sounds like a fakken airport. He embarrasses me SO much when i take him out to Starbucks.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There's officially TWO more futbol games left in my futbol season. Which basically means 80% of my tweets will be futbol-free.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I know, HURRAH for all you people who put up with me and my intense, bolded, caps, yelling, cursing, makes-no-sense tweets. That said, i might just fill that 80% void with moaning about how DEPRIVED i am of futbol and how much i miss arsenal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Let's also not forget international friendlies and eurocup qualifiers.........aka. there's STILL going to be a bit of futbol tweets. &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;IT NEVER GOES AWAY. I'M SORRY.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I look forward to getting shtfaced in honour of Arsenal this Sunday since @annnbug et co will be away on their roadtrip (which i am painfully going to be missing due to lack of funds) and will not be in town to drink seasons end with me. Sad face.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Place still has yet to contact me for round two. i'm starting to get worried. Bigger sad face.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The barista at the SB i regular now, remembered my drink order today. It was a total win. I felt so important.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Half-priced fraps needs to end soon. I've had about 4 this week. Shit son, its only going to my ass which is SO not cool. BUT SO DELICIOUS. I always lose to food. Sorry my toushy. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;Working on Project Special Engagement Present for S and N. Hopefully they'll love it. I'm exciteddddd to put it all together. I even drew up a blueprint for it, i can't wait to actually start "building" it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've come to realization that i am no longer able to "fake" emotions. I use to be REALLY good at pretending to like someone, or for the sake of someone, i'd go along with something because that's just the kind of person i am. I'm really good at making people feel comfortable but I noticed that i can't do it anymore. Or at least not as well as i have been in the past. I simply don't tolerate bullshit anymore and i can't bring myself to go along pretending like i believe in something when i don't. It's especially painful when i have to deal with socially-retarded/courtesy-etiquette handicapped/sociopath-prone persons. There's an island for people like that. Its called BITCH island and i would prefer to be as far away as possible on my own island with hot futbol players and 24hr Poutineries. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Its 123am and i really don't know if what i just typed out made any sense.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i miss hot yoga&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I noticed the other day its been well over a year. Things that use to hurt doesn't stab me the way it use to. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gR-8D6FUxlk/TctwlT9F7xI/AAAAAAAABTU/1xuznsQVPRU/s1600/tumblr_lkj0hnv6fV1qastyxo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gR-8D6FUxlk/TctwlT9F7xI/AAAAAAAABTU/1xuznsQVPRU/s1600/tumblr_lkj0hnv6fV1qastyxo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Either a) my threshold for pain has increased, b) i'm numb orrrrrrr c) i'm just  okay again. I'd like to think that i'm a fighter and have increased my  threshold (a). The world doesn't stop spinning and life doesn't stop if you miss someone. I hope someone i'm close to understands this concept. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thor in 3D this weekend w/ the boys. i miss them. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAN DIEGO COMIC CON IN APPROX TWO MONTHS AND A WEEK AND THREE DAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Ok the blogging fire extinguished right in time. Don't know will i have time to actually "blog" (like this) over the weekend but as per usual l'll entertain your time with a couple of fffounds here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-930212558731249321?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/930212558731249321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=930212558731249321&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/930212558731249321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/930212558731249321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/05/two-bruises-in-one-day-not-good.html' title='two bruises in one day- not good.'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wahM1h7Cz2o/TctgL2_cTJI/AAAAAAAABTQ/-9Kg5LekzEE/s72-c/tumblr_ljzthdvzqw1qh3xbpo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-2725438124151386556</id><published>2011-05-09T13:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T13:59:41.673-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boring: Career'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beast Mode'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Babble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cineplex Complex'/><title type='text'>TEEE SHIRT WEATHER</title><content type='html'>OK. HERE IT IS. UPDATE UPDATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ The weekend is done again and i know i promised/sorta, an entry yesterday but i got lazy and procrastinated and the next thing you know its 1230am and i need to sleep to get up for 7am, for a 9am game at the pub. My apologies, sleep was definitely priority seeing i did not get much of it from the past weeeeek. ] &amp;lt;- &lt;u&gt;As you can see i wrote this YESTERDAY. I was not lying. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So from my previous couple of entries, you kind of get the idea that i was so exhausted to a point of insanity. To recap, i had an interview with a really awesome company for a position that's pretty much "tailored" for me. I really did NOT think i had a chance even though i fit the description of the type of person they are looking for. Reason being is that i responded to it from seeing a posting on Monster and everybody knows, how many hits Monster gets- especially for design jobs. Anyways, didn't think i would be called back but they did. The catch here was that they called a day AFTER i took my laptop in for servicing. They listed a lot of specific things they wanted me to bring in as portfolio pieces and being the big fukken dumbass that i am- i have none of that backed up. It was ALL on that laptop that is in servicing, that won't be available for me until 2 weeks later. Thankfully after a rant with the cousin after i read the call-back e-mail, i somewhat formulated a game plan which was pretttttttttttty much to RECREATE several pieces and create a kick ass presentation. I had about 4.5 days to do all that. Even though it sounds like a lot of time, it actually wasn't. During those couple of days even though i managed to get in 6 hours of sleep, it was extremely mentally exhausting because i would get up at 8am to start working at it and literally grind at it until 2 am. I did 7 hour starbucks session, i also somehow managed to fit in an hour or two at the gym and obvs my downtime which included eating/crapping/showering.....QUICKLY. There were many, MANY instances where i started to doubt myself and wondered whether I was being a little bit too ambitious with what I was trying to achieve for this interview. At the end though, i ACTUALLY finished on schedule (surprisingly) and i personally thought i did an amazing job given the amount of time i had and the shitty slow old laptop i was using.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For anyone that cares- the interview went amazing. I hope i dont jinx myself by saying this but i am SO confident that i made the short-list for round 2. Okay maybe i shouldnt have said that because now i dont feel so confident no more after i typed it out. ah fakerys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other evening was also the night of the advanced screening of Something Borrowed that i won tix to (remember?!?!). The movie itself was absolutely fantastic. I LOVED it. Every minute. I loved it so so much i'm actually going to watch it again with K this week. As mentioned before, i am so in love with John Krasinski. After watching the movie i am even MORE in love with him. It is definitely time to download all seasons of the Office. And of course at the end of the movie, C and I managed to take a picture with the main actor. I'm totally taking this experience as practice to when i actually meet one of my Arsenal boys and i won't fan girl the fuck out in front of them. Thumbs Up and Big Grins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, some quick point-form thoughts-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;E.I - &lt;/b&gt;So i've been informed that i will be &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; receiving employment insurance benefits as i thought i would be. This kind of spoils the summer in a way where i won't be able to patio as much, go out as much, go on certain camping trips and road trips, and obvs no new summer wardrobe. That said im hoping, hoping to be hired sooooon because i can't support this lifestyle of mine for very long on the savings i have. Wish me good luck kiddies. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beastmode-&lt;/b&gt; Since i'm unemployed and the gym is STILL taking money from my acct every month, i'm trying really hard to get fit and down to how i was last summer. I discovered the other week that i actually gained TEN pounds since December. Very, VERY bad. So beast mode totally on. That said, i think i am in the best shape i've ever been (not as good as last summer but close enough) health-wise. Like i've said many times before, i'm fueled by negative energy when i work out. Hence why i look like i am going to kill someone when im at the gym. I don't like people being in my way. I think that's the competitive nature side of me. I'm quite a competitive and jealous person by nature. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;HARRY POTTER-&lt;/b&gt; Had to add this. The trailer for the 2nd part of the 7th book aka 8th movie came out and as always- EPIC. EFFING EPIC. Watch watch watch. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Osama Bin Laden's Death- &lt;/b&gt;For everyone's whos celebrating, i dont really think there's that much to celebrate for. I mean, even though the man is dead- his ideas and legacy isn't. And my thought was confirmed when Al Queda sent out that "chilling threat" on their website. Something along the lines of &lt;i&gt;"Americans blood will mingle with our tears.....his death will be a curse to you americans and your agents......" &lt;/i&gt;x lovely. now they're upset. Definitely not something worth celebrating over, no?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Ok i've delayed with other work and posting this long enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry kids if ive become boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-2725438124151386556?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/2725438124151386556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=2725438124151386556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/2725438124151386556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/2725438124151386556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/05/teee-shirt-weather.html' title='TEEE SHIRT WEATHER'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-8157270208931185690</id><published>2011-05-09T01:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T01:13:38.181-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fffound'/><title type='text'>SORRY!</title><content type='html'>okay i KNOW that i said l'll have something typed up by YESTERDAY, and ive been typing something up for the past hour but im STILL not done and i want to sleep therefore not finish. But i feel like i SHOULD post something just because i HAVE been typing for the past hour. I guess this is it. hahah and a small fffound for your enjoyment. I'm sure you guys enjoys my fffounds right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i PROMISE i will finish tomolo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_-392sUAjY/Tcd35oc431I/AAAAAAAABTM/ti0zavdhXko/s1600/tumblr_ldo2j1CHvT1qzlgueo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_-392sUAjY/Tcd35oc431I/AAAAAAAABTM/ti0zavdhXko/s1600/tumblr_ldo2j1CHvT1qzlgueo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;NIGHTS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-8157270208931185690?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/8157270208931185690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=8157270208931185690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/8157270208931185690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/8157270208931185690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/05/sorry.html' title='SORRY!'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_-392sUAjY/Tcd35oc431I/AAAAAAAABTM/ti0zavdhXko/s72-c/tumblr_ldo2j1CHvT1qzlgueo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-4199567931318205078</id><published>2011-05-07T23:43:00.021-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T00:04:54.425-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fffound'/><title type='text'>Prince Harry *PIC HEAVY*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is going to purely be a Prince Harry spam because i've developed a petite crush on the Ginger Head Prince. i think he is so much cooler than Will.&lt;br /&gt;La sighs~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XDBheUJgh5c/TcYMZeN-G4I/AAAAAAAABSY/pwH0NTufiVI/s1600/tumblr_lkdzefrSEE1qgcjsxo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XDBheUJgh5c/TcYMZeN-G4I/AAAAAAAABSY/pwH0NTufiVI/s1600/tumblr_lkdzefrSEE1qgcjsxo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The rest of the guys: “It’s the fucking Queen of England. DON’T. MOVE.”&lt;br /&gt;Harry: “Hey Gran!”&lt;br /&gt;x HEHEH&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3SI4K4OBoC0/TcYWP5EEbcI/AAAAAAAABTE/CTSsvFYv_MA/s1600/tumblr_lkk1h0sKcN1qjteabo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3SI4K4OBoC0/TcYWP5EEbcI/AAAAAAAABTE/CTSsvFYv_MA/s400/tumblr_lkk1h0sKcN1qjteabo1_400.jpg" width="336" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3SSVjKPOf-k/TcYWQVl3JJI/AAAAAAAABTI/YzeznptbMfY/s1600/tumblr_lkohrtxv4K1qjegz7o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3SSVjKPOf-k/TcYWQVl3JJI/AAAAAAAABTI/YzeznptbMfY/s1600/tumblr_lkohrtxv4K1qjegz7o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XbbgUOHwtJs/TcYTrVZ-gzI/AAAAAAAABSw/jU2lPb-w3m4/s1600/tumblr_lkigoeSabF1qczggd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XbbgUOHwtJs/TcYTrVZ-gzI/AAAAAAAABSw/jU2lPb-w3m4/s400/tumblr_lkigoeSabF1qczggd.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PF6_Mt4VSEc/TcYMaBOjEgI/AAAAAAAABSc/GhYNm-fI65w/s1600/tumblr_lke8czHXJA1qfym9uo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PF6_Mt4VSEc/TcYMaBOjEgI/AAAAAAAABSc/GhYNm-fI65w/s400/tumblr_lke8czHXJA1qfym9uo1_500.jpg" width="302" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qoZKL2PRZ2A/TcYUvAN5okI/AAAAAAAABS4/onbQrg3OgMo/s1600/tumblr_lktxdhqvSA1qjfivio1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qoZKL2PRZ2A/TcYUvAN5okI/AAAAAAAABS4/onbQrg3OgMo/s400/tumblr_lktxdhqvSA1qjfivio1_500.jpg" width="306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qlkLpiW2tOU/TcYV9fZTTxI/AAAAAAAABS8/0pA_wSCCzsU/s1600/tumblr_lktk25b5uN1qgux2jo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qlkLpiW2tOU/TcYV9fZTTxI/AAAAAAAABS8/0pA_wSCCzsU/s400/tumblr_lktk25b5uN1qgux2jo1_500.jpg" width="313" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TOLPxyKTHMI/TcYMcUZxShI/AAAAAAAABSg/ljtM6SFu8ao/s1600/tumblr_lkfuqotcg41qbjk1ho1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TOLPxyKTHMI/TcYMcUZxShI/AAAAAAAABSg/ljtM6SFu8ao/s400/tumblr_lkfuqotcg41qbjk1ho1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wHGSr9M26nA/TcYNjp0j4xI/AAAAAAAABSo/AGoN0Tyqwq0/s1600/tumblr_lkfa53iq3A1qds8foo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wHGSr9M26nA/TcYNjp0j4xI/AAAAAAAABSo/AGoN0Tyqwq0/s1600/tumblr_lkfa53iq3A1qds8foo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Please notice in picture:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Charles doesn't have trousers on&lt;br /&gt;2. William clearly are just in his knockers and looking like a badassmuthafuker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Harry has on absolutely nothing but patriotic boxers&lt;br /&gt;x epic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SMQXWoVrz94/TcYOZXFleYI/AAAAAAAABSs/m6Se1BQllRA/s1600/tumblr_lkgbcs3VCd1qad9dvo1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="184" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SMQXWoVrz94/TcYOZXFleYI/AAAAAAAABSs/m6Se1BQllRA/s640/tumblr_lkgbcs3VCd1qad9dvo1_500.gif" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Young Boy:&lt;/b&gt; The prince! Where?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Prince Harry:&lt;/b&gt; I’m here, it’s me. Sorry to disappoint, but it’s only me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;x TOOO CUTEEEE GAHGHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND MOST IMPORTANTLY,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WIIBIVPxAeM/TcYT_vZFkaI/AAAAAAAABS0/thDyUTnAXvg/s1600/tumblr_lku1gri7dM1qjbe4fo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WIIBIVPxAeM/TcYT_vZFkaI/AAAAAAAABS0/thDyUTnAXvg/s1600/tumblr_lku1gri7dM1qjbe4fo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;HE'S A FUKKKEN ARSENAL FAN. FUCK. YES.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just wanted to throw this in for cuteness purposes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g6nHcoqsEQ8/TcYMdLrU8KI/AAAAAAAABSk/CyhVzEkPOHA/s1600/tumblr_lkhip81FRI1qd2pmbo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g6nHcoqsEQ8/TcYMdLrU8KI/AAAAAAAABSk/CyhVzEkPOHA/s1600/tumblr_lkhip81FRI1qd2pmbo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ttIliPDg_ec/TcYWGvq3xeI/AAAAAAAABTA/tlin52kO4O8/s1600/tumblr_lksziyMGHl1qakcdzo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ttIliPDg_ec/TcYWGvq3xeI/AAAAAAAABTA/tlin52kO4O8/s1600/tumblr_lksziyMGHl1qakcdzo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay, lets all go AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW now.&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/2665918800814018777-4199567931318205078?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/4199567931318205078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=4199567931318205078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/4199567931318205078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/4199567931318205078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/05/prince-harry.html' title='Prince Harry *PIC HEAVY*'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XDBheUJgh5c/TcYMZeN-G4I/AAAAAAAABSY/pwH0NTufiVI/s72-c/tumblr_lkdzefrSEE1qgcjsxo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-8512436923997748380</id><published>2011-05-06T12:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T12:56:18.814-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boring: Finances'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fffound'/><title type='text'>fffound</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This year July has 5 Fridays, 5 Saturdays and 5 Sundays. This happens once every 823 years. This is called money bags. So copy this and money will arrive within 4 days. Based on Chinese Feng Shui, the one who does not copy, will be without money. Figured I'd pass this on! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey why not. only a reblog. i need the money. hahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-8512436923997748380?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/8512436923997748380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=8512436923997748380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/8512436923997748380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/8512436923997748380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/05/fffound_544.html' title='fffound'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-6936271829084766188</id><published>2011-05-06T10:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T10:56:48.435-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fffound'/><title type='text'>fffound</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-grvyUuoWi5g/TcQLwlO7hzI/AAAAAAAABSU/TUUOr3pGt3U/s1600/tumblr_lklp15mesn1qzq4qro1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-grvyUuoWi5g/TcQLwlO7hzI/AAAAAAAABSU/TUUOr3pGt3U/s1600/tumblr_lklp15mesn1qzq4qro1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;These people are fucking with me right? omfg. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Clearly these people have been living UNDER A ROCK FOR THE PAST TEN FUKING YEARS.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ANYHOO, Planning on using tomorrow as blogging catch up day!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-6936271829084766188?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/6936271829084766188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=6936271829084766188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/6936271829084766188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/6936271829084766188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/05/fffound_06.html' title='fffound'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-grvyUuoWi5g/TcQLwlO7hzI/AAAAAAAABSU/TUUOr3pGt3U/s72-c/tumblr_lklp15mesn1qzq4qro1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-7584988483426091746</id><published>2011-05-04T00:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T00:16:20.974-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Babble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fffound'/><title type='text'>fffound</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-grKrzMGE4Vw/TcDRyeCg5dI/AAAAAAAABSA/FmSHxJwaakY/s1600/tumblr_ljhy9q127C1qccv39.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-grKrzMGE4Vw/TcDRyeCg5dI/AAAAAAAABSA/FmSHxJwaakY/s1600/tumblr_ljhy9q127C1qccv39.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4iru7Q-PD8o/TcDRyxbs1sI/AAAAAAAABSE/PbDLbqgXYWQ/s1600/tumblr_ljhyawLMjM1qccv39.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4iru7Q-PD8o/TcDRyxbs1sI/AAAAAAAABSE/PbDLbqgXYWQ/s400/tumblr_ljhyawLMjM1qccv39.jpg" width="291" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n9GuvD6Qnc8/TcDRzsXqxaI/AAAAAAAABSI/WhM6tH2sx-Q/s1600/tumblr_ljhyb7ZJPe1qccv39.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="370" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n9GuvD6Qnc8/TcDRzsXqxaI/AAAAAAAABSI/WhM6tH2sx-Q/s400/tumblr_ljhyb7ZJPe1qccv39.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0fuLL8wnvCQ/TcDR0M57VrI/AAAAAAAABSM/ddsWJxlIrJQ/s1600/tumblr_ljhyc63Kjj1qccv39.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0fuLL8wnvCQ/TcDR0M57VrI/AAAAAAAABSM/ddsWJxlIrJQ/s400/tumblr_ljhyc63Kjj1qccv39.jpg" width="296" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dQLQ_AMd7f0/TcDR00_ynSI/AAAAAAAABSQ/2LvX_T-F2B0/s1600/tumblr_ljhye3gPnV1qccv39.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dQLQ_AMd7f0/TcDR00_ynSI/AAAAAAAABSQ/2LvX_T-F2B0/s400/tumblr_ljhye3gPnV1qccv39.jpg" width="358" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beer on the go? That's some legit shit!!! &lt;br /&gt;Project by Russian design student Ivan Maximov&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Absolutely brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a beer.or six.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M STILL EXHAUSTED AS FAKKK. &lt;br /&gt;IS THERE A WORD THAT DESCRIBES "BEYOND EXHAUSTION"?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;STILLLLLLLLL CRANKING THAT WHEEL.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-7584988483426091746?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/7584988483426091746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=7584988483426091746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/7584988483426091746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/7584988483426091746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/05/fffound_04.html' title='fffound'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-grKrzMGE4Vw/TcDRyeCg5dI/AAAAAAAABSA/FmSHxJwaakY/s72-c/tumblr_ljhy9q127C1qccv39.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-5048657062082688696</id><published>2011-05-02T23:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T23:25:26.665-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Babble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fffound'/><title type='text'>fffound</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BMnimomGscE/Tb9yUSczunI/AAAAAAAABR8/tAY_OoGmv0I/s1600/tumblr_lkagnxk2WO1qcowyao1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BMnimomGscE/Tb9yUSczunI/AAAAAAAABR8/tAY_OoGmv0I/s1600/tumblr_lkagnxk2WO1qcowyao1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I NEED ONE RIGHT NOW. DESPERATELY.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;AND A MASSAGE.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I REALLY NEED A MASSAGE. I THINK I STRAINED SOMETHING IN MY NECK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T KNOW WHY I AM TYPING IN CAPS AND BOLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE THE EXHAUSTION IS MAKING ME A BIT INSANE. I MEAN, I HAVEEEEEE BEEN WORKING AND STARING AT THE ARTIFICIAL LAPTOP SCREEN FOR THE PAST 16 HOURS. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;I THINK THIS WOULD DO SOMETHING TO YOUR MENTAL WELL-BEING.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[[ WHO SPENDS AN HOUR ON CUSTOM ANIMATIONS FOR ONEEEEE PRESENTATION SLIDE?!?!!?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;BETTER BE VG'S FUTURE PPT SPECIALIST AKA. ME. EFFING ME!!!!! ]]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OH AND DON'T FORGET MY POOOOR NECKKKKK. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-5048657062082688696?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/5048657062082688696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=5048657062082688696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/5048657062082688696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/5048657062082688696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/05/fffound_02.html' title='fffound'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BMnimomGscE/Tb9yUSczunI/AAAAAAAABR8/tAY_OoGmv0I/s72-c/tumblr_lkagnxk2WO1qcowyao1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-3070674717432021076</id><published>2011-05-01T19:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T19:38:24.023-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fffound'/><title type='text'>fffound</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EeXGvYSjgcg/Tb3ul3mghPI/AAAAAAAABR4/ZrWE5z3zkFE/s1600/tumblr_lixnknEltj1qh5hzzo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EeXGvYSjgcg/Tb3ul3mghPI/AAAAAAAABR4/ZrWE5z3zkFE/s1600/tumblr_lixnknEltj1qh5hzzo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DUDE. HOW MANY IPHONES DO U HAVE!&amp;gt;!??!? damnnnnnnnnnn lol!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still extremely busy. Won't be able to blog all that much. So you guys are going to have to live with these fffounds for the rest of zee week.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-3070674717432021076?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/3070674717432021076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=3070674717432021076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/3070674717432021076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/3070674717432021076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/05/fffound.html' title='fffound'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EeXGvYSjgcg/Tb3ul3mghPI/AAAAAAAABR4/ZrWE5z3zkFE/s72-c/tumblr_lixnknEltj1qh5hzzo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-16944130092282842</id><published>2011-05-01T00:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T00:15:03.986-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boring: Career'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bitching Rant'/><title type='text'>Ambitious</title><content type='html'>Am i being a tad bit.....ambitious? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning my next 4 days before i sleep (to wake up EARLY for the ManU game tmr, proceeded by a bridal shower) and i feel like i really don't have time to accomplish and complete this huge presentation prep for this huge job interview on Thursday. I kind of lose more than half a day tmr, and half a day on Wednesday (for the movie screening) which technically only leaves me 2 FULL days. That's if I DON'T factor in sleeping and eating. I'm not even sure if i have time to go to the gym because l'll lose two hours. oh em gee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me good luck kids. Because if i can pull this off. It's going to be one kick-ass powerpoint presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And yes, powerpoint presentations CAN BE kick-ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-16944130092282842?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/16944130092282842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=16944130092282842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/16944130092282842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/16944130092282842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/05/ambitious.html' title='Ambitious'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-8971879511562815015</id><published>2011-04-30T15:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T15:26:39.628-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am a Starbucks-oholic'/><title type='text'>Starbucks Snob</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HzIXws2PaHU/TbxhUg8pXXI/AAAAAAAABR0/G3zduvmkPgw/s1600/tumblr_ljvnx4fzSP1qdsz5do1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HzIXws2PaHU/TbxhUg8pXXI/AAAAAAAABR0/G3zduvmkPgw/s1600/tumblr_ljvnx4fzSP1qdsz5do1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that i have become (i am) a really mean, arrogant Starbucks drinker. I am definitely one of those that are anal about their drinks, demand (and EXPECT) for the highest quality of customer service, perfect execution of a drink for the taste to be exquisite and of course, look down at noobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so bad but i can't helppppp itttttttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here i go.another 6 hours shift to recreate a resume, CL, half a portfolio, portfolio presentation all the while fitting in some tutorials on Advance Powerpoint Presentation Techniques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go, go, go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-8971879511562815015?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/8971879511562815015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=8971879511562815015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/8971879511562815015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/8971879511562815015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/04/starbucks-snob.html' title='Starbucks Snob'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HzIXws2PaHU/TbxhUg8pXXI/AAAAAAAABR0/G3zduvmkPgw/s72-c/tumblr_ljvnx4fzSP1qdsz5do1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-2904868989870628521</id><published>2011-04-29T21:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T21:08:20.229-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boring: Career'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bitching Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im a dork'/><title type='text'>Quick Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Once Upon a Time there lived a dork who was unemployed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All her life, lady luck has never been her friend. She knows shes unlucky, but she really didn't think she was THAT unlucky. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I mean, all the jobs that she's had in the past were cut short either due to shortage of work, lack of budget, douchebag for a boss, and end of contract.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's not ALLLLL completely related to bad luck right? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here she is, with a variety of experience, a wealth of skill sets and a vibe of desperation (because she needs money).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then here comes the wave of job interviews.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But none of them works out because she either fucks up, not fit for the company, did not do her research/prep work, and was not hired because she was holding a temp job that she could not leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Again, not really about luck right? Perhaps bad timing...........and maybe a bit of bad luck too.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;But she's still persistent and determined! &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Over the past 2 weeks she's just been mindlessly applying for jobs in which she figures its worth a shot to send something in but not expecting a call back. All while working on her areas that needs improvements.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Three days ago her laptop did not turn on. Friends of the dork suspected it was a battery/power supply issue, the techs says it might be a motherboard issue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two days later one of those companies whom she applied to two weeks ago e-mails her back asking for an interview. Also listed in that e-mail is a whole LIST of specific things they would like to see from the dork.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But the dork's laptop is in service. The tech people said the return date is in 7- 21 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The dork's interview is in 5 days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So now she has about 4 and a half days to replicate and re-create A LOT of her projects for this job interview. All the while learning some new advance skills to hopefully be able to knock the socks off of the THREE people whom will be interviewing her (includes an Art Director, a Senior Affiliate Coordinator and Director of Sponsorship Sales).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes, the dork concludes she has the worst fucking luck in he world. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or rather, lack of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Story of my life. Story of my FUCKING LIFE PEOPLE. UGHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;Please wish me good luck. I NEED IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-2904868989870628521?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/2904868989870628521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=2904868989870628521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/2904868989870628521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/2904868989870628521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/04/quick-story.html' title='Quick Story'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-6226711444876221511</id><published>2011-04-29T10:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T10:15:07.248-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogoholic'/><title type='text'>Fairytales do come true!</title><content type='html'>Obviously today is zee biggg "Royal Wedding" or "the wedding of the decade". I really didn't give a damn to be honest and totally was going to brush it off. But really now. Me, not watching the wedding of the decade? The self-proclaim wedding addict not watch it? Don't be silly now. I got up to watch it at 6am with a mild hangover and totally soldiered it. So during the entire ceremony i did some "side commentaries" on my bb. As follows. Please read along as if this was a live (at the moment) play by play commentary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I liked the trees in the church. Gave it a nice touch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Her makeup was pretty. Fierce fierce eyebrows. I'll get into my DRESS comments later in this entry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think Kate's sister is hawt. So does half of my UK futbol guy friends on twitter haha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wonder what the requirements are to be a choir boy? And why do some of the boys get to wear a military-looking uniform/outfit, while the others are forced to wear a fluffy shirt? Sucks to be those boys.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some of the ladies hats are SO outrageous.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm bored as fak. If I was there I would have yawned a couple of times&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;OH OH THERE ARE TWO ASIAN CHOIRBOYS!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;And one lil black boy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;And of course the jolly choir MEN.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;ok maybe there's TWO lil black boys.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lil boy gets a solo during the singing. Bright future.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whenever they say, "let us pray" I catch myself rolling my eyes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm sorry to all my religious friends and readers but.....it does bore me because i dont understand. Forgive me for being ignorant. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crowd shot- i see several good-looking men. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wonder how many are Arsenal fans.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Actually, there's this one RLLLLLLY hot looking guy in the crowd. Probably a  distinct fifth cousin, twice removed, Wills side, because Kate's  COMMMMONER extended family shall be forbidden from entering. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;And of course there's kates sis (Pippa?) as Maid of Honour and Prince Harry as Best Man. Do i smell a hook-up? Heard they're both partay animals. Rwar. Sexy times. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Harry is actually pretty handsome. Ginger. Exotic. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;WAYY to much singing. If your not singing, you're probably bored as hell.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Especially those who are seated behind that great big STONE WALL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't understand the point in seating people where u can't even see kate and will.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh I will put Kate before will in sentences because I think she deserves it and Will gets enough spotlight, don't u think?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh oh, sexy guy in crowd again. The cam LOVES him. haha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A little sad that Diana wasn't present to see her boy get married.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So the whole ceremony took about an hour, with only about 10mins being  the exchange of vows. No wonder guys dread weddings. Its a bloody bore!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What!?!? Kate and will are a duke and duchess. I thought it was prince and princess???? Now that's news to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Actually rethinking it now, i guess it makes sense. Never mind lol.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ok so I was wondering about the whole kiss the bride thing. Apparently they have do it at a balcony. Sexy time after that?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When Kate and Will got into the carriage, Will looked SO handsome with his white gloves and hat on. oh man. I was reminded of those school girl days when i would fondly daydream of the prince. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I guess no touching is allowed in the carriage?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NEWS AGAIN! Wills is 28!!?!?!? Kates 29!!!!!!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never mind. Only by a couple of months. Confirmed to me by K. lol&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ohemgee, Beckham and Posh were guests at the church ceremony. I totally just experienced a crazy, futbol fan girl moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-li9u_Z7mOjs/TbrHCXLq4MI/AAAAAAAABRs/D9kXzGypa2k/s1600/beck1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-li9u_Z7mOjs/TbrHCXLq4MI/AAAAAAAABRs/D9kXzGypa2k/s400/beck1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4LEgMfLSPyY/TbrHDM9_vLI/AAAAAAAABRw/Ef64F1n8vk0/s1600/beck2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="195" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4LEgMfLSPyY/TbrHDM9_vLI/AAAAAAAABRw/Ef64F1n8vk0/s400/beck2.jpg" width="400" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;DAMNNNYNNNNN. The man has STILLLL got it in him. SO SO effing sexy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;!@#@$%&amp;amp; fangirl-ing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I thought the Queen was cute wearing that yellow attire.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;That said, people on my twitter did not think that. A friend's tweet: &lt;i&gt;" I'd I was Wills I'd say,  "Look nan, if you don't stop stealing my thunder I'll put you in a home  and won't visit.""&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;^ LOL!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bwahhaha omg harry gets to ride the carriage with the kids!!!!!! Sooooooo cuteeeeeeee. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;"..........an all night party Harry is hosting"&lt;/i&gt; x of course he would be hosting an all night party. He &lt;br /&gt;would probably be the first one to get shitfaced!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;- And i stopped there because the public ceremonies were done. Sorry about the grammer tenses. I kept on typing in past and present. That's what you get when im typing things so early in the morning. (I don't normally blog this early as you've noticed). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ok now we move onto my DRESS rant&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lzOuOLtPWB8/Tbq-Yz7v6eI/AAAAAAAABRc/40jIZprCVAg/s1600/10-afp_1883593a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lzOuOLtPWB8/Tbq-Yz7v6eI/AAAAAAAABRc/40jIZprCVAg/s1600/10-afp_1883593a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TaJNUxThRf0/TbrBXHulXPI/AAAAAAAABRg/RsAObuKPayE/s1600/10-afp_1883593b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TaJNUxThRf0/TbrBXHulXPI/AAAAAAAABRg/RsAObuKPayE/s400/10-afp_1883593b.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be brutally honest, I was more thrilled by the baby flower girls dresses more. I'm NOT saying its ugly, its really just a question of taste and personal style right? I thought she could have gone and put more OMMPHHH in the volume of the dress but that's just my opinion. Its interesting because the first image of the Royal Wedding i saw when i turned on the tv was her dress and i was not "wow-ed" at all. That said.......she RLLLY looked like cinderella from.....cinderella. DISNEY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bpeg4wakIA8/TbrCZBIaxYI/AAAAAAAABRk/0u66Qc0G0WQ/s1600/cinderella3.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bpeg4wakIA8/TbrCZBIaxYI/AAAAAAAABRk/0u66Qc0G0WQ/s400/cinderella3.jpg" width="257" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WbFeWOC2ces/TbrCZmywN1I/AAAAAAAABRo/dao0qA0bGz0/s1600/wed.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WbFeWOC2ces/TbrCZmywN1I/AAAAAAAABRo/dao0qA0bGz0/s400/wed.jpg" width="243" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hahaha dont you think so?????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would describe the dress to be very "timelless and exquisite". After watching it for a little longer it did start to grow on me. In particular the lace. I thought the lace work was absolutely beautiful. The dress is designed by Sarah Burton for Alexander McQueen (very VERY unfortunate he is not alive to do it himself. I think that would have been so symbolic). The description for this dress goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The design of the long-awaited wedding-dress combined majesty and modernity, royal heritage and romantic history, passion and pageantry.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Which i think it does capture all that. You can read all about the fashion and motifs behind her dress here at this [ &lt;a href="http://fashion.telegraph.co.uk/article/TMG8477689/Kate-Middleton-wedding-dress-is-Sarah-Burton-for-Alexander-McQueen.html"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; ]. As for her tiara, ahhhhhh i am NOT a fan of tiaras. AT ALL. I think it ruins the outfit and VERY LITTLE people can pull it off nicely. 8/10 brides do NOT pull it off well. But the name of the tiara and story behind it is nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think overall Kate pulled it off very gracefully and beautifully. She really COULD have gone with a really, REALLY big name designer but she chose someone who is important and well respected in England and the fashion world. She could have also went against the norm and did something a bit more "chic" and encrusted the dress with a zillion Swarovski to say "Hey, i'm not a commoner no more. I can be royalty too" to all those blue-blooded snoots. But no, she stuck to simplicity, to something I think a "common" girl can relate to. That to me means more than anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L8JsFyOj4Kk/Tbq3LCdAMGI/AAAAAAAABRY/mOVaV9ETQJs/s1600/kiss_1883786c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L8JsFyOj4Kk/Tbq3LCdAMGI/AAAAAAAABRY/mOVaV9ETQJs/s400/kiss_1883786c.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. The famous kiss on the balcony. The kiss was so so so endearing (despite what everyone says about the kiss being so horrendous and their interaction with their dentist was sexier haha). It's seriously a modern fairytale. They seemed real. Genuine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of the church ceremony, there was a moment where you saw Harry saying something to Will, i guess maybe a joke or something because they both chuckled. And then you also see Will saying something to Kate, and you see another chuckle. At the end of the day, they're still young and i think that's what i appreciate most about this entire gigantic, broadcasted, almost scripted "event"- is that they (the couple) tried to stay as real as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worth the wake-up for!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-6226711444876221511?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/6226711444876221511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=6226711444876221511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/6226711444876221511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/6226711444876221511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/04/obviously-today-is-zee-biggg-royal.html' title='Fairytales do come true!'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-li9u_Z7mOjs/TbrHCXLq4MI/AAAAAAAABRs/D9kXzGypa2k/s72-c/beck1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-4079505582239882308</id><published>2011-04-28T12:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T12:03:03.311-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fffound'/><title type='text'>fffound</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P-eiAYDOqUc/TbmPcf_2YlI/AAAAAAAABRU/Gj6xTlD2zls/s1600/tumblr_lk80x9TlRK1qzma4ho1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P-eiAYDOqUc/TbmPcf_2YlI/AAAAAAAABRU/Gj6xTlD2zls/s1600/tumblr_lk80x9TlRK1qzma4ho1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOLOL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-4079505582239882308?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/4079505582239882308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=4079505582239882308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/4079505582239882308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/4079505582239882308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/04/fffound_28.html' title='fffound'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P-eiAYDOqUc/TbmPcf_2YlI/AAAAAAAABRU/Gj6xTlD2zls/s72-c/tumblr_lk80x9TlRK1qzma4ho1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-8503806514345862643</id><published>2011-04-28T01:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T01:13:34.908-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cineplex Complex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books are Beautiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love my Girl(s)'/><title type='text'>Something Borrowed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MejPz3a3ebY/TbjNE1rAx1I/AAAAAAAABRA/syJJvBSz71k/s1600/SomethingBorrowed.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MejPz3a3ebY/TbjNE1rAx1I/AAAAAAAABRA/syJJvBSz71k/s400/SomethingBorrowed.jpg" width="263" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-33SWBdxox60/TbjNKv_RSAI/AAAAAAAABRE/xQUI92pbwCg/s1600/Something-Borrowed-Poster-535x791.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-33SWBdxox60/TbjNKv_RSAI/AAAAAAAABRE/xQUI92pbwCg/s400/Something-Borrowed-Poster-535x791.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a month ago, the trailer for this novel "Something Borrowed" was released. My first impression of the trailer/movie was that its a pretty cute chick romance flick and probably WILL end up seeing it just because. The thing is that i've never read the book despite it being the top book to read on every girls list and been out for so long. Most of the girls aren't surprised that I haven't read it because "chick" novels are not exactly my think whereas i prefer mysteries, drama and erm, wizards/vampires/teenagers killing each other (i lump them all in one category because everyone does lol) haha. So i had no plans of reading it whatsoever and will depend heavily on the critique of girlfriends whom has and will allow them to point out to me how faithful the movie was to the book. Something i was completely fine with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/216144_842019550631_172000597_43432065_6372489_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/216144_842019550631_172000597_43432065_6372489_n.jpg" width="305" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won advance screening tickets (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) to the movie through a blog contest that C told me to enter. I entered it not expecting to win (because i don't ever win anything) and the next thing you know i get an e-mail telling me i wonnnnnnnn. I really did not expect this advance screening to be much. I mean its shown two days before release night, how special can it be right? Ha. So it appears to be a tad more special than that because (as you can see in the above pic) the actor who plays Dex (the main guy in the novel) will be making a special appearanceeeeeeeeee. Bwhahaha. I totally experienced a fan girl moment when i saw that line of text in red and bold. Oh em geeeeeee. The guy is a GORGEOUS 38 year old. This means i must straighten the hair fo shuree now haha. and maybe wear a dress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note- i did finish the book and fak it was GOOOOD. The way it was written is similar to Sex and the City, and everyone knows Sex and the City to me is a visual bible. Anything Carrie Bradshaw says is golden and sacred. Thus, this book is pretty effing awesome too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quick plot summary:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel centers around the protagonist and narrator, Rachel White, a thirty-year-old single woman who is a consummate good-girl. She and Darcy Rhone have been best friends since childhood, and hard-working Rachel is often in the shadow of flashy, &lt;strike&gt;sometimes&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;u&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/u&gt; selfish Darcy. Then, after a night of drinking on Rachel's thirtieth birthday, she sleeps with Darcy's fiance, Dex. After this turns into an affair, Rachel explores the meaning of friendship, true love, and ethics. - Courtesy of WIKIPEDIA. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Right, so I can relate to it in several aspects. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; the whole 30 year old and single thing. I so see that happening to me and its going to suck ox balls. In the novel, the protagonist talked about how every girl dreams to be a 20s bride and have that beautiful family and house with the white fence around it by 30. But shit happens and the next thing you know, you're 28 and starting to freak the shit out until you actually hit 30 and that's when botox and lavalife commercials seems intriguing. Its really not that glamorous to be successful but single. Sure you can afford 14 dollar Caesars and bone a different guy every night but the party lifestyle can get tiresome. I would know, i've been living that lifestyle (being unemployed but having a sufficient income from the government) for almost a year now and i'm only twenty four. (Note: not saying i bone a different guy every night HA). I digress. So in the novel she's hit 30 and she's single. It sucks. That is- until she bones the guy shes been in love with for 7 years aka her bff's fiancee. &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; being cheated on. Another thing that sucks ox (or maybe buffalo) balls. Being cheated on is perhaps the worst thing in the world. The feeling of betrayal is so overwhelming and suffocating that adjectives just doesn't cut it. Which is why i am completely unsure on whether i agree with the main protagonist having an affair with her bff's boyfriend. No matter how much i hate the bff (whoms a major bitch id cut), it's just not cools. Its hard to judge because the plot is so much more complicated but at the end of the day, cheating is wrong. I strongly believe in Karma and how it can and will sneak up on you and bite you in the ass and you will have no one to blame but yourself. I'm tres cynical aren't i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; being the plain jane in the group. I don't care what anyone says- i have always been the larger, taller, bigger, uncooler one. I know what it feels like to live in the shadows. I know what it feels like when the guy likes your best friend and not you, or they they're talking to you just so you can be the wingman for them and one of your girls. Been there, done that. Maybe that's why I choose to live a certain lifestyle, just so i can be more special. Nobody likes dorks anyways when you can have a pretty fun girl. The type of guys i like anyways. HA. I DIGRESS AGAIN. I feel myself going emo again lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO YES. FANTASTIC BOOK. Starting the 2nd book now. Hopefully its just as good. I heard that one of the characters i liked in the first book will have a bigger role in the second one.&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; I am talking about Ethan, if anyone cares.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT SAID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NUMZwP5Hh7I/Tbjw8rgvQYI/AAAAAAAABRI/wjXUY238bqU/s1600/470_ott_Something_Borrowed_contest_110407.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NUMZwP5Hh7I/Tbjw8rgvQYI/AAAAAAAABRI/wjXUY238bqU/s400/470_ott_Something_Borrowed_contest_110407.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dude with the arrow beside him is John Krasinski, and he's playing the character whom i am currently in live with (Ethan). I'm not sure why John Krasinski is part of the "main cast" because he doesn't really play that big of a role in the novel (not so sure about the 2nd book though) but HEY. I'M NOT COMPLAINING because i am IN LOVEEEEEE with him. I've come to a conclusion (this may change after reading the 2nd book) that if i was to marry a Caucasian guy, it would be a guy with a personality like the dude in the novel and looks like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jmnr8UG71eY/TbjzHtHN8KI/AAAAAAAABRM/DMARksshPNc/s1600/300.krasinski.john_.042508.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jmnr8UG71eY/TbjzHtHN8KI/AAAAAAAABRM/DMARksshPNc/s320/300.krasinski.john_.042508.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n1g0Cl2G6BQ/TbjzIJts9JI/AAAAAAAABRQ/PPMNeKXyIU8/s1600/john-krasinski.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n1g0Cl2G6BQ/TbjzIJts9JI/AAAAAAAABRQ/PPMNeKXyIU8/s320/john-krasinski.jpg" width="249" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yeahhhhh. Geeky and wholesome as apple pie. So my cup of tea.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Holey, i just realized i typed up an ESSAY. I really did NOT meant it to be that way. I also didn't mean it to be so damn emo either. I guess enjoy the read because it was totally accidental. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wings and beer w/ some good company tmr evening. Paper shopping et Beastmode avec zee cousin first though. I will potentially be doing something extremely brave tomorrow. Will blog about it when it happens. &lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;outz.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-8503806514345862643?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/8503806514345862643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=8503806514345862643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/8503806514345862643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/8503806514345862643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/04/something-borrowed.html' title='Something Borrowed'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MejPz3a3ebY/TbjNE1rAx1I/AAAAAAAABRA/syJJvBSz71k/s72-c/SomethingBorrowed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-2996897085100971003</id><published>2011-04-27T17:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T21:20:36.470-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fffound'/><title type='text'>fffound</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought it would be appropriate to loud this given the crazy downpour just now.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w1GQSqddQzg/TbiHVdXcsSI/AAAAAAAABQ8/wyMsSKmEwLQ/s1600/tumblr_l5wxfeu55e1qaf7fio1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w1GQSqddQzg/TbiHVdXcsSI/AAAAAAAABQ8/wyMsSKmEwLQ/s1600/tumblr_l5wxfeu55e1qaf7fio1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;soooooooooo true lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-2996897085100971003?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/2996897085100971003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=2996897085100971003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/2996897085100971003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/2996897085100971003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/04/fffound_27.html' title='fffound'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w1GQSqddQzg/TbiHVdXcsSI/AAAAAAAABQ8/wyMsSKmEwLQ/s72-c/tumblr_l5wxfeu55e1qaf7fio1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-7269720011701248071</id><published>2011-04-27T00:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T00:22:32.523-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bitching Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comic books and pokemon are my thing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cineplex Complex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fffound'/><title type='text'>bitch rant mood</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Be prepared to read a full rant by either tonight or tomorrow. i feel like just ranting the shit out. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. just some random side nerd sharings-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The movie THOR is rated shockingly HIGH at 93%. This makes me feel better about dragging the boys to go see it!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; First photo from the set of the Avengers movie.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s94sPm1xMXM/TbeZdZM41HI/AAAAAAAABQ4/fnYIbPCsqRs/s1600/pi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s94sPm1xMXM/TbeZdZM41HI/AAAAAAAABQ4/fnYIbPCsqRs/s1600/pi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EPICCCC.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, only iiiiii would be all up over this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-7269720011701248071?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/7269720011701248071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=7269720011701248071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/7269720011701248071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/7269720011701248071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/04/bitch-rant-mood.html' title='bitch rant mood'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s94sPm1xMXM/TbeZdZM41HI/AAAAAAAABQ4/fnYIbPCsqRs/s72-c/pi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-3192962568717093629</id><published>2011-04-26T16:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T16:50:19.983-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bitching Rant'/><title type='text'>Apparently</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;im awfully selfish&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- according to my father. for the past 45 minutes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So remember that people. Don't count on me for anything because im sooooooo selfish, arrogant and can't be count on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and my laptop is out for a good 2-3 weeks. im on my old laptop that i can't stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful day today has been.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-3192962568717093629?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/3192962568717093629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=3192962568717093629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/3192962568717093629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/3192962568717093629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/04/apparently.html' title='Apparently'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-7685000059971504736</id><published>2011-04-25T00:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T00:42:08.216-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edward Cullen is a God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me-myself-and-i'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beast Mode'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cineplex Complex'/><title type='text'>White Mocha Americano Misto - ORDER. ITS GOOD.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday i woke up from what i think was only 6 hour of sleep (in which i was certain i woke up to puke once but it was very fuzzy)&amp;nbsp; and decided that i was going to go work out! With a hangover! Good thing i did because it was a really great workout and i didn't really feel my hangover until the abs track where i got a crazy nauseous, head rush when laying on my mat. I guess i didn't combat it away after all. Anyways, it was BEAUTIFUL outside today and I decided to nurse my hangover outdoors instead of staying in. I knew it was nice, but i didn't know that it was NINETEEN DEGREES NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus began my journey downtown to the harbourfront to read. Yesh, i bussed my ass downtown to read at that man-made urban beach (HTO Park) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CEb15qpFLow/TbOWkVLVZSI/AAAAAAAABQs/LxfQj8hZGkg/s1600/IMG00150-20110423-1703.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CEb15qpFLow/TbOWkVLVZSI/AAAAAAAABQs/LxfQj8hZGkg/s320/IMG00150-20110423-1703.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YzdojOPYNNw/TbOWmHW5pzI/AAAAAAAABQw/YgoNNkqgTj8/s1600/IMG00153-20110423-1743.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt; &lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YzdojOPYNNw/TbOWmHW5pzI/AAAAAAAABQw/YgoNNkqgTj8/s320/IMG00153-20110423-1743.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was REALLY windy. I don't know why it was so shocking to me because it IS by the lake. Anyways, it was actually quite nice, where i sat. I had a starbucks, i had my book &lt;i&gt;(now reading, Girl with a Dragon Tattoo...which is on hold now for me to finish Something Borrowed)&lt;/i&gt;, my blackberry was away and ipod on. It was quite blissful for a good couple of hours sitting there and not really having a care in the world. When i look up the first thing i see is the water or sometimes there's a plane that flys by because Toronto Islands Airport is right there. I think this summer these solo trips will be frequent. I've gotten to enjoy spending time on my own- as lonely as that sounds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i watched "Water for Elephants". The movie was surprisingly GOOD. Robert Pattinson....was....actually....a GOOD ACTOR!!! I KNOW, OMFGBBQ right??? I hope since he's a better actor now, he would be a really awesome Edward in the last twilight movie. I also was positively reminded of how hollywood handsome he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g9Ew2h0K5pk/TbT1IGt35-I/AAAAAAAABQ0/R5zRfUtBHK4/s1600/water-for-elephants.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g9Ew2h0K5pk/TbT1IGt35-I/AAAAAAAABQ0/R5zRfUtBHK4/s1600/water-for-elephants.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMMM. YAR. I am totally up and all over the R.Patz alley again. Total fan-girl mode was on during the entire movie. No shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was kind of a random post with no real purpose. Something for you guys to read i guess. Gotta start being productive this week. I had a good two weeks "off". Pressure on again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-7685000059971504736?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/7685000059971504736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=7685000059971504736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/7685000059971504736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/7685000059971504736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/04/white-mocha-americano-misto-order-its.html' title='White Mocha Americano Misto - ORDER. ITS GOOD.'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CEb15qpFLow/TbOWkVLVZSI/AAAAAAAABQs/LxfQj8hZGkg/s72-c/IMG00150-20110423-1703.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-7761916588794150283</id><published>2011-04-24T22:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T22:05:50.986-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion is Suicidal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beast Mode'/><title type='text'>"big" boned.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="480" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qNx129njZGI" title="YouTube video player" width="600"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess ur allowed to say that when ur so rich. &lt;br /&gt;but at the same time, very ballsy of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-7761916588794150283?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/7761916588794150283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=7761916588794150283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/7761916588794150283'/><link rel='self' 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sexy'/><title type='text'>heart hurts</title><content type='html'>because my boys lost their first game in 17 matches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-5914551243942041292?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/5914551243942041292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=5914551243942041292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/5914551243942041292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/5914551243942041292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/04/heart-hurts.html' title='heart hurts'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-3521682790297590953</id><published>2011-04-22T10:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T10:59:20.700-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bitching Rant'/><title type='text'>im just a wreck today (rant)</title><content type='html'>i think people should stay clear of me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;10:48am:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;annoyed by several things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;woke up from a terrible dream (essentially it was the undeniable future), pillow wet to the max from tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;terrible aching cramps &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;watched "Strangers, Again" (Wong Fu Productions), which i think is the worst decision in the world right now. i couldn't even finished the short because i felt like dying at half way point.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;noticed how ugly my nails are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;also breaking out and fat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i just feel like curling up into a ball, curtains drawn, and sulking in the dark today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its not even quite 11am yet.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn you female hormones. curses to chooo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-3521682790297590953?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/3521682790297590953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=3521682790297590953&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/3521682790297590953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/3521682790297590953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-just-wreck-today-rant.html' title='im just a wreck today (rant)'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-4147753278615229306</id><published>2011-04-22T00:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T00:39:55.168-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fffound'/><title type='text'>fffound</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aaUB5s5rou0/TbEGKG0ahSI/AAAAAAAABQo/vwRiRqVFsk0/s1600/tumblr_lfmqe0hiiI1qzft56o1_400.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aaUB5s5rou0/TbEGKG0ahSI/AAAAAAAABQo/vwRiRqVFsk0/s400/tumblr_lfmqe0hiiI1qzft56o1_400.gif" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sucks balls to be this guy rofl. #fail #fail&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-4147753278615229306?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/4147753278615229306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=4147753278615229306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/4147753278615229306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/4147753278615229306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/04/fffound_22.html' title='fffound'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aaUB5s5rou0/TbEGKG0ahSI/AAAAAAAABQo/vwRiRqVFsk0/s72-c/tumblr_lfmqe0hiiI1qzft56o1_400.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-7621042868667285998</id><published>2011-04-22T00:15:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T00:40:40.429-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bitching Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boring: Finances'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fffound'/><title type='text'>Opt out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-08C2-IijWSA/TbECkJsW3II/AAAAAAAABQk/IqjLQBFNWdY/s1600/tumblr_lj1e8mw8bJ1qgftx8o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-08C2-IijWSA/TbECkJsW3II/AAAAAAAABQk/IqjLQBFNWdY/s1600/tumblr_lj1e8mw8bJ1qgftx8o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;geez even a 6th grader is going to a party&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're poor, you tend to miss out on a lot of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i.e. why i am at home and not out like everyone else, on a night that starts Easter long weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think l'll be opt-ing out on many things this summer. That's until i get a final decision on whether i will be receiving E.I. (Which is looking grim) or find a FT job. Either or. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Triple million sad faces.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-7621042868667285998?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/7621042868667285998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=7621042868667285998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/7621042868667285998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/7621042868667285998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/04/opt-out.html' title='Opt out'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-08C2-IijWSA/TbECkJsW3II/AAAAAAAABQk/IqjLQBFNWdY/s72-c/tumblr_lj1e8mw8bJ1qgftx8o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2665918800814018777.post-2460365205238813973</id><published>2011-04-21T12:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T12:23:58.445-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fffound'/><title type='text'>fffound</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u1MbrRdKv18/TbBZtWC1-eI/AAAAAAAABQg/HKI9-2hPP50/s1600/tumblr_ljmd26SRTq1qfxz21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u1MbrRdKv18/TbBZtWC1-eI/AAAAAAAABQg/HKI9-2hPP50/s1600/tumblr_ljmd26SRTq1qfxz21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is how the rain looks like when you're up there.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;Wow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2665918800814018777-2460365205238813973?l=yescinderella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/feeds/2460365205238813973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2665918800814018777&amp;postID=2460365205238813973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/2460365205238813973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2665918800814018777/posts/default/2460365205238813973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yescinderella.blogspot.com/2011/04/fffound_21.html' title='fffound'/><author><name>kay-leena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10229658877819384915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JkWoAgsA48U/S-YDeH1INCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/BHBKgY93bv8/S220/lilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u1MbrRdKv18/TbBZtWC1-eI/AAAAAAAABQg/HKI9-2hPP50/s72-c/tumblr_ljmd26SRTq1qfxz21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
