<?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-6319210024686251503</id><updated>2011-07-08T05:04:15.396-07:00</updated><category term='leighton meester style hair blair waldorf gossip girl'/><category term='quotes about life and love thehoneymonkey deng'/><category term='model style'/><category term='replay iyax'/><category term='owl city fireflies'/><category term='tree hugger'/><category term='two pictures a day of my life drama rama queen louise deng'/><category term='nail design alice in wonderland cobra starship hot mess'/><category term='jimmy choo for h and m'/><category term='2 ne 1 i don&apos;t care korean band'/><category term='samsung c10 camcorder'/><category term='thehoneymonkey haters on replica bags chanel gucci louis vuitton miu miu addressing 70 year old pretending or actually is 16'/><category term='karma juicy couture'/><category term='victoria&apos;s secret models alessandra ambrosio miranda kerr'/><category term='victoria beckham style hair color fashion'/><category term='nicole richie'/><category term='gucci love'/><category term='lancome color fever lipgloss tumultous'/><category term='marjorie conrad in san francisco sephora.'/><category term='owl city'/><category term='jolin tsai'/><category term='good girls go bad cobra starship featuring leighton meester'/><category term='peta no fur instyle sweet 16 sunny days'/><category term='the honey monkey desperate housewives sunday barbie'/><category term='shopping for no good reason nubi grand opening san francisco'/><title type='text'>DenggLouise</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-3413686296608169446</id><published>2009-12-30T18:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T18:41:11.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eleven Hints of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;1. It hurts to love someone and not be loved in return. But what is more painful is to love someone and never find the courage to let that person know how you feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;2. A sad thing in life is when you meet someone who means a lot to you, only to find out in the end that it was never meant to be and you just have to let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;3. The best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a porch swing with, never say a word, and then walk away feeling like it was the best conversation you’ve ever had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;4. It’s true that we don’t know what we’ve got until we lose it, but it’s also true that we don’t know what we’ve been missing until it arrives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;5. It takes only a minute to get a crush on someone, an hour to like someone, and a day to love someone-but it takes a lifetime to forget someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;6. Don’t go for looks, they can deceive. Don’t go for wealth, even that fades away. Go for someone who makes you smile because it takes only a smile to make a dark day seem bright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;7. Dream what you want to dream, go where you want to go, be what you want to be. Because you have only one life and one chance to do all the things you want to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;8. Always put yourself in the other’s shoes. If you feel that it hurts you, it probably hurts the person too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;9. A careless word may kindle strife. A cruel word may wreck a life. A timely word may level stress. But a loving word may heal and bless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;10. The happiest of people don’t necessarily have the best of everything they just make the most of everything that comes along their way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;11. Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, ends with a tear. When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling. Live your life so that when you die, you’re the one smiling and everyone around you is crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-3413686296608169446?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/3413686296608169446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/eleven-hints-of-life.html#comment-form' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/3413686296608169446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/3413686296608169446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/eleven-hints-of-life.html' title='Eleven Hints of Life'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-8454827650294549478</id><published>2009-12-19T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T19:24:00.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's the big deal??!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So I have a question, people,&amp;nbsp;my friends to be exact, &amp;nbsp;are always like 'OMG WE SHOULD GO HOTPOT, DA BEEN LOW, BLAHBLAHBLAH!" and I don't know what the big deal is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm no really a BIG fan on the whole thing buuut like it's jus so funny to&amp;nbsp;see people get so worked up over it. They say that it makes you feel all warm and what not, but then it makes me wonder...so youre served cold food throughout the other seasons? haha, i guess it's funn but neeeeh. depends (: what do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-8454827650294549478?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/8454827650294549478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/whats-big-deal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/8454827650294549478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/8454827650294549478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/whats-big-deal.html' title='What&apos;s the big deal??!!'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-3869433631324019168</id><published>2009-12-15T23:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T23:43:58.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone new like youu..is SO refreshing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Haha, my day was pretty good! acckkk raw score for apes essay was a 9....-__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Anywaays, I studied and what not. And MAAAN, why are you so nice and patient with me ?? hahah, I swear some of the people I know...I reallly don't deserve to have them as my friends. Just wanted to make a quick posst. that's all (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-3869433631324019168?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/3869433631324019168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/someone-new-like-youuis-so-refreshing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/3869433631324019168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/3869433631324019168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/someone-new-like-youuis-so-refreshing.html' title='Someone new like youu..is SO refreshing!'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-5670995411764692114</id><published>2009-12-15T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T23:42:08.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;you people put me on such a high* pedastel. Especially the guys. For those of you who can see right thru me, thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;All you guys think of me as "nice"--You obviously haven't seen the bad side, and I'm glad you haven't..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;"ALWAYS HAPPY, NEVER SAD" -- No. That's clearly impossible for a human being. I smile/laugh when I'm happy, but when I'm sad/mad, I smile/laugh Even harder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;"smart" - Nope. That's also false. I'm more of a hard worker. I work REALLY hard. Like REALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Honestly, you guys don't know &lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt; if you assumed any of this. I'm a girl full of troubles from the past that haunt her &lt;strong&gt;everyday&lt;/strong&gt;. You don't wanna be a part of that, that's fine too. I'm sorry, I can't&amp;nbsp;talk about my past..not here, not&amp;nbsp;now. You probably won't believe more than HALF what my story.&amp;nbsp;It's too much to absorb in a day. &amp;nbsp;But to all of those who have stuck around, looking right past my &lt;em&gt;past&lt;/em&gt;, I wanna thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-5670995411764692114?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/5670995411764692114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/5670995411764692114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/5670995411764692114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/all.html' title='ALL'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-2723299911591242876</id><published>2009-12-14T19:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T19:37:45.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've always been the kind of girl..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-that hid my face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-always afraid to tell the world what i've got to say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-but I have this dream..right inside of me.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-2723299911591242876?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/2723299911591242876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/ive-always-been-kind-of-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/2723299911591242876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/2723299911591242876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/ive-always-been-kind-of-girl.html' title='I&apos;ve always been the kind of girl..'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-6192457317062461516</id><published>2009-12-14T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T19:35:26.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadly</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"I miss you; i miss your smile..&amp;amp; i &lt;strong&gt;still&lt;/strong&gt; shed a tear every once in a while. I'm thinking back to the past, it's true that time is flying by way too fast. But even though it's different now, youre still here somehow. My heart won't let you go, &amp;amp; I need you to know..i miss youu." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;even though things are back to "normal" you &amp;amp; I will never be the same... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-6192457317062461516?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/6192457317062461516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/sadly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/6192457317062461516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/6192457317062461516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/sadly.html' title='Sadly'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-4993143363546326304</id><published>2009-12-09T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:39:50.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohhkay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I've flunked 2 math tests....-___- And i'm like sure that I've done pretty well on the one i did today so I think I'll be fiiiine. I just have to study and put my head into it! I'm capable...it's just I'd rather be on the computer...(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;yaay! japanese keychain FINALLLLY arrived! it's adorable and i got the cute face not the angry one (; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I'm like REALLY stoked cause lisa is coming home tomorrow possibly with her bf and/or cat WITH MY CAMCORDER :DDDDDDDDDD! can't waait!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;mhmkay gotta get back to hwww ttys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-4993143363546326304?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/4993143363546326304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/ohhkay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/4993143363546326304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/4993143363546326304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/ohhkay.html' title='Ohhkay.'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-603884945096424155</id><published>2009-12-07T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T19:02:13.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I was only"...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tryna keep the walls from closing in, ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;i'm sure there's things you'd rather keep inside, i won't ask you about all the things you tried...the truth you think you're after---might just break &lt;strike&gt;your &lt;/strike&gt;my heart."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-603884945096424155?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/603884945096424155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-was-only.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/603884945096424155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/603884945096424155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-was-only.html' title='&quot;I was only&quot;...'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-8315577427953812683</id><published>2009-12-06T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T22:52:41.021-08:00</updated><title type='text'>-------------------------</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Beat it, Babydoll..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;if you really wanna play---then give it all you've got. Come up with something &lt;em&gt;refreshing; &lt;/em&gt;don't go after what's already be done. I'll be a whole lot more impressed. Give it the best you've got. I'm not afraid of playing this game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe&lt;/strong&gt; I'm just being paranoid..but there's already been TWO incidents, "maybe it's got nothing to do with me.." but I'm pretty damn sure that you know. Well guess what..take it cause even if I tried to glue back all the pieces of memories, it'll NEVER be the same as it was..cause of &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Y O U.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;note to all you &lt;strong&gt;homewreckers; &lt;/strong&gt;go homme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-8315577427953812683?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/8315577427953812683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/8315577427953812683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/8315577427953812683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='-------------------------'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-6737733978589724518</id><published>2009-12-06T18:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T18:46:57.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Affense</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I know it's none of my business and i have no right to say soo, but I think that a white top, white pants, white dress, white basically anything look kinda "weird' on girls who have a largest chest and/or petite for some reasonn. like I wanna tell her, but then at the same time I don't wanna offend her in anyway. I don't wanna affend anyone out there either! Its just that white makes light bounce off right? When when the light shines on you, it makes you look quite a bit bigger than usuaal. Buut that's just mee. :X Pardon mee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-6737733978589724518?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/6737733978589724518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-affense.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/6737733978589724518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/6737733978589724518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-affense.html' title='No Affense'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-1897954464330170630</id><published>2009-12-05T23:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T23:37:29.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanna know?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;You know what I've learned over these past 3 years?? High school doesn't test you on how many classes you can ace, how many friends you have; it tests you on--can you survive on your own. And if you've accomplished that. Well, my friend~you've succeeded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-1897954464330170630?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/1897954464330170630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/wanna-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/1897954464330170630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/1897954464330170630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/wanna-know.html' title='Wanna know?'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-7730949128043119386</id><published>2009-12-05T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T21:20:00.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Day in Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;blamme the phone quality...hopefully you can still kinda see them though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SxsvYOywKlI/AAAAAAAAAO8/8M6hl_6OUMk/s1600-h/12052009588.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SxsvYOywKlI/AAAAAAAAAO8/8M6hl_6OUMk/s320/12052009588.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Keke, look how HUGE that bag is!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SxsvydJFM1I/AAAAAAAAAPM/Y9goTEfRywY/s1600-h/12052009585.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SxsvydJFM1I/AAAAAAAAAPM/Y9goTEfRywY/s320/12052009585.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Peppermint mochaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SxsvttYdM1I/AAAAAAAAAPE/OVFKiTgFwZk/s1600-h/12052009582.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SxsvttYdM1I/AAAAAAAAAPE/OVFKiTgFwZk/s320/12052009582.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;@ workk, I finished my tasks HELLLA early so that is why (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;enjoi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-7730949128043119386?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/7730949128043119386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-day-in-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/7730949128043119386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/7730949128043119386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-day-in-pictures.html' title='My Day in Pictures'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SxsvYOywKlI/AAAAAAAAAO8/8M6hl_6OUMk/s72-c/12052009588.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-7971628708397082546</id><published>2009-12-05T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T21:24:47.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhh I feel so..</title><content type='html'>...&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Guilty!! Okay, so I only brought THIRTY dollars with me in cash for the entire day at work. Got a THREE DOLLAR salad from Boudin kekeke :DDD sooo good! And then mama picks me up..and she wants to go the mall. I get a &lt;strong&gt;tall&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;peppermint mocha &amp;lt;3 from starbucks. I couldn't even finish it!! The taste gets kinda weird afterwards...so I gave it to my sister. She got a sandwich. Soo then we went into YesStyle...I did NOT expect to get soo much stuff!! :XX Momma was there and she was buying us like A LOT of clothes. Sister got the absolutely CUTEST DRESS i've ever seen!!!! hahaah She won't let me show it cause she's afraid someone else might get itt and I agree! There's only ONE more left..and I'm pretty sure it'll be gone by tonight. A LOT of grown women tried it on...but it didn't fit like it did on my sister. Liek reallyyy it's THAT cute. And thennn momma got me this really cute jacket that is fur trimmed and everythaang Then sister and I got matching dresses/knits SUPER cute! haha I'm thinking of including her with me in one of my What I'm wearing for the holidays episodes. :D Mhmkay so yeah! then we got these cute "ruler" keychains cause we bought so much. Momma wanted to get this cute cropped jacket/blazer but she doesn't like dry-cleaning..I introduced her to this place where it's literally FIVE bucks to get it drycleaned and now she's reconsidering (: rofl I'm good @ making people change their minds on something....(x hahah and then there was this one brand called "59 seconds" and the store said it was buy one get one FREE, they charged us 25 cause theyre supposed to charge full price when you get the "free" one, if you don't then it's 20...my sister and I were SO annoyed cause it was kinda embarassing buuuut LOL she got the people to change it to 20!!!!! HELLA goooood! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yuup Got a pair of earrings for myself and a pair for sister, but she also wanted the pair I was gonna give to a friend....sighhh oh well, and then I got her a cardigan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And then momma bought this hoody/jacket for grandpaa. I got her earrings which i can't wait to see her expressionnn!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;i f&lt;em&gt;reakin'&lt;/em&gt; love the holiday season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-7971628708397082546?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/7971628708397082546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/ahhhh-i-feel-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/7971628708397082546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/7971628708397082546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/ahhhh-i-feel-so.html' title='Ahhhh I feel so..'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-990291042305818176</id><published>2009-12-02T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T19:50:23.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAYBE Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Maybe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;you don't have someone who loves you right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Maybe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;you can't trust anyone cause you were hurt so badly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Maybe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;you think no one in your&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;life cares about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might feel alone, but don't feel lonely...&lt;strong&gt;I'm &lt;/strong&gt;with you.&lt;br /&gt;Make friends with Yourself;&lt;br /&gt;Life is beautiful so don't waste time on the &lt;em&gt;negative&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;un&lt;/strong&gt;important things (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-990291042305818176?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/990291042305818176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/maybe-quote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/990291042305818176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/990291042305818176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/maybe-quote.html' title='MAYBE Quote'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-7354727890890735674</id><published>2009-12-02T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T19:46:47.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;"Live; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;as though &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Heaven&lt;/span&gt; was on &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Earth&lt;/span&gt;..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-BeautyQQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-7354727890890735674?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/7354727890890735674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/quote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/7354727890890735674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/7354727890890735674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/quote.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-8159013643153667245</id><published>2009-12-02T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T19:31:22.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams come true.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;D U D E...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;All those models from VS Fashion Show were AMAZINGGGG!!! Haha, I've been watching this show for a while. I gotta tell you guys something--my mom has always HATED me wearing heels, they looked good but she was scared that I'd twist my ankle like she did. Well, ever since i started watching the show, I took tips on how they walked, they walk heel-toe-heel-toe and then they do this "sashay" kinda thing lolol! I don't know how to describe it but I learned from them and I can't thank them enough cause I'm allowed to wear heeled shoes to school and that's all I ever wanted to be able to do when I was a little girl :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh yeah! Getting ANOTHER pair of free panties from VS Pinkk kekeee !! Already got one from the VS Cotton Line&amp;lt;3 and than a free thong cause I bought the two bras from PINK. (x shh! Yay! Screen protectors came!! MIRRORED TOO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I SERIOUSLY CANNOT WAIT TILL LISA COMES BACK HOMMMMME!!! I WANT MY MY CAMCORDER! &amp;gt;:( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ohh! And still waiting for my Ebay stuffers to come! Super awesome stuff &amp;amp; cute too! Stay on the lookout!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SxcwRHlnJJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/CcwMb9katBs/s320/Image1222.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;look @ the iPod (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; 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/6319210024686251503-8159013643153667245?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/8159013643153667245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/dreams-come-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/8159013643153667245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/8159013643153667245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/dreams-come-true.html' title='Dreams come true.'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SxcwRHlnJJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/CcwMb9katBs/s72-c/Image1222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-6820340187943346877</id><published>2009-12-01T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T21:48:21.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taken DIRECTLY out of my OneNote post..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I needed this to get over you...I have NEVER spoken about this to anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;NOT ONCE :D .. I guess I can't stop thinking about you because you're the last person that I really..TRULY believed in. Like I guess I'm coming to an understanding of how life is WITHOUT you and it hurts at times but that's life. I can't always get what I want..in fact I never do when it comes to this love game. The definition of US sounded so good to me a few months back. It was all I wanted..to be back with you. I thought it'd be fun to make fun of you not being with me but I'm just fooling myself..never believe that when I smile that I am ACTUALLY HAPPY, when I laugh that something is FUNNY, and when I cry that I am sad because I just want to see your reaction and how you really are. I gotta let you go now..it'll hurt. Yeah you bump into me. But it felt so much better when I felt that we actually had something. I’m basing feelings off of NOTHING. You know, if I had one more class with you--it'd make all the difference in the world, I'd fall completely in like w/ you all over again. I had my doubts about you last year, but you truly are a character. You proved to me that I can't judge a guy by his size and the way he talks to the teacher. I remember…that I only noticed you because I was SO annoyed at how many times the teacher told you to spit out your gum. I was like..this guy is like RETARDED or some shit…like really. I thought you were a senior and that you were having senioritis. But turns out that I was wrong. I'm pretty dogdam glad that you spoke to me. The first thought that popped into my mind once you asked me for my SN was "This guy is gonna ask for homework and cheat off my tests…" And I was right on. Gosh, I just can't believe I spent so much time trying to fool myself in thinking that you were just doing this cause this was some sort of sign that you "liked" me. Yup, it hurts. It hurts now, my heart REALLY aches. I had to do this to myself…I sacrificed everything to make YOU happy. Well..not like that, I meant as in I sacrificed my time and EFFORT. But it seems that all my hard work never paid off cause it just gave me some lousy pictures, a few hugs here and there, pushes, hellos, and many goodbyes. I don't do this for anyone, and I hope you know that. I know you appreciate me..but for all the wrong reasons that I don't want. You want me cause I'm useful, but let me tell you that I'm not gonna let you push me around. I've played with you too long. Talk to me when you're actually going to tell me how thankful you are or how grateful you are. Yup, I admit that here and there I'll go through the broken pieces of "US" . You won't escape my thoughts…all those memories keep playing over and over. I just wanna go into my brain, take out that slide show, and throw it into the trash. Chivalry is dead. I've become more skeptical and pessimistic more than ever. It's going to take a VERY long time before I let anyone back in. Why am I attracted to those who I think I can change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-6820340187943346877?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/6820340187943346877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/taken-directly-out-of-my-onenote-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/6820340187943346877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/6820340187943346877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/taken-directly-out-of-my-onenote-post.html' title='Taken DIRECTLY out of my OneNote post..'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-8376315821743194662</id><published>2009-12-01T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T19:48:31.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY COMPUTER.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Is being SLOW on me today..cause I think it's cause I'm downloading my firmware to JAILBREAK my ipod..hehe (: it s so much more fun jailbroken! Neh, my day was alright, finished all math homework at tutoring afterschool AND that's always a P L U S. Now I have just a few other assignments...and then I have to study BIG time for APES..ugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-8376315821743194662?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/8376315821743194662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-computer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/8376315821743194662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/8376315821743194662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-computer.html' title='MY COMPUTER.'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-308439313613320816</id><published>2009-11-28T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T17:33:08.266-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='samsung c10 camcorder'/><title type='text'>LOL again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Okay, so a FEW of you have requested that I do a haul video or a picture post but like most of the stuff i got are still arriving. (in terms of Black Friday) Some of the things purchased are my Christmas presents from family so that's why it seems so OMG to me. I could list them out for you though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Store Purchases&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;Faux leather Bomber style jacket - Agaci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Butterfly ish top - Agaci ~gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-Red Peacoat - Ninas ~gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-Nail Polish Remover - Target&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-ELF Trio Lipgloss - Target ~part of backup gift project (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-Burts Bees Value Pack chapstick - Target&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Eraser set - Daiso ~ part of backup gift project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-Letter set - Daiso ~for christmas presents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-Metallic gift boxes - Daiso ~back up gift project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-Car perfume -Daiso ~Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Screen Cleaners with cute kitty ~ backup gift project (I'll show you what i mean in another holiday video)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I didn't buy too much in store just cause I didn't wanna wait..but I have to spend that free panty gift card for Victoria Secret by monday!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;ONLINE PURCHASES&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;Samsung C10 Camcorder in Red&amp;nbsp;-"secret" website (; ~ from Lisa for Christmas :D She got the bundle package on this site where they sell it for the same price as amazon BUT with a camera case and a 4gb sandisk..which won't be needed..you'll see! On this website, the C10 was WAY cheaper than samsung site and amazon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-Really cute keychain with these "peas" that my mom makes me eat..it's supposedly a "stress reliever??" -ebay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-32 gb iPod Touch -amazon - from Dad for Christmas&amp;amp;Birthday! lolol Oh my goshh, my 8gb itouch has like NO memory on it anymore so yeah, REALLY cheap for 32 gb!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-32 gb SanDisk Kingston brand card -amazon. This is why I don't need the 4gb. But it was SO expensive, but I saved quite a lot. I need this cause the C10 doesn't have a harddrive, though the c14 does....-__- OHWELL i love the design!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-iPod touch case -ebay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-pretty good deal!!! 3xMIRRORED itouch screen protectors!!! -amazon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-SICKASS WEBCAM -ebay ~gift for lisa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;haha notice how I haven't really GOTTEN anything for Winnie yet..&lt;/span&gt;well I can't even say what I got her, cause she reads this! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;That's about it!! I'll take pictures of ALL of this when I get it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Till then xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-308439313613320816?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/308439313613320816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/lol_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/308439313613320816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/308439313613320816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/lol_28.html' title='LOL again'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-4135914239385324290</id><published>2009-11-27T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T23:07:22.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Goshhh..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;WENT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;CRAZY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Most of the stuff I got was like "mini gifts" for others JUST IN CASE they get me something &amp;amp; I didn't have anything prepared :P But I must admit..they're HELLA CUTE!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Favorite item?? Bomber styled faux-leather jacket for sure!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Daddy was being a sweetie&amp;lt;3 kehe and got me a 32 gb iTouch on amazon :DD I already got a 8 gb..but DUDE I literally had this much memory left"__" yeah! It showed that much on itunes! So I HAD to..I feel like I'm spending hellllaa or I'm making my family spend hellaa cause Lisa is getting me a reallllyyy nice camcorder &amp;amp; though it's not HD &amp;amp; crapp--I love love LOVE the design! You'll see it in TWO weeks (dec 10) when she comes back..grrrrrrr PAYPAL!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;So yeaah I'm on the hunt for a REAL 32 gb SanDisk chip for my camcorder...gotta hunt gotta hunt..the cheapest I found was 69.99..yeaah this crap isn't cheap!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Hopefully all of you guys had better luck!! &amp;amp; got all the stuff you guys wanted to find!! MORE DEALS trust mee--going on till mondayy! GOTTA GET MY PRETTY PANTIES FROM VICTORIA'S SECRETTTT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;kkaay bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-4135914239385324290?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/4135914239385324290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-goshhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/4135914239385324290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/4135914239385324290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-goshhh.html' title='Oh Goshhh..'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-1237828381592349793</id><published>2009-11-25T16:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T16:52:56.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>It's so funny how people call their computer RETARDED, well it's only "retarded" cause the person using it doesn't know what to do with it or how to use it properly!!!! DEHHHR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-1237828381592349793?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/1237828381592349793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/1237828381592349793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/1237828381592349793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-1443370589844771040</id><published>2009-11-25T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T16:40:16.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"&gt;Quote/Picture Timme &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I can't help it..&lt;/em&gt;I keep thinking of how much I love talking to you, how goood you look when you smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;how much I love your laugh; I day dream about you off &amp;amp; on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;replaying&lt;/strong&gt; our conversations, laughing @ funny things you said or did. I've memorized your face &amp;amp; the way you look at me.&amp;nbsp; I catch myself smiling again at what I imagined. I wonder what will happen the next time we're together..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp; even though neither of us know what the future holds--I know one thing for sure...you're the &lt;em&gt;best&lt;/em&gt; thing that's ever happened to me.." &amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;duuude, this quote is SO relatable for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;no picture cause I can't find one I enjoy enough..so here's another quote coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;"If you don't tell her how you feeel, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;she'll find some other guy that will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;tell her all the things that she only ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;wanted to hear from you..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-1443370589844771040?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/1443370589844771040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/quotepicture-timme-i-cant-help-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/1443370589844771040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/1443370589844771040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/quotepicture-timme-i-cant-help-it.html' title=''/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-7477359101742396108</id><published>2009-11-25T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T16:02:04.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I HAVE NO SCHOOL TODAY!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-7477359101742396108?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/7477359101742396108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-have-no-school-today-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/7477359101742396108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/7477359101742396108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-have-no-school-today-d.html' title=''/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-9207415271133401016</id><published>2009-11-25T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T16:01:10.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something I dislikie..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;i've seen this so often, in fact I've EXPERIENCED it. Many of the girls at school don't really use/or put on makeup. But it's those very FEW times that they do, they are ridiculed for it...&amp;amp; I think that's horrible. It's pretty bitchy. My friend wore false eyelashes &amp;amp; everyone was obsessing over them. I thought they were SO pretty!! &amp;amp; it's not like she puts them on everyday, people! She's tryng something new--she's allowed to do that! People say they look scary and some shit -- I don't think anyone should comment on a girl's new look if they've got something bad to say cause when you say things like that, the girl loses confidence &amp;amp; the will to try new things. Just don't do it. Let her be, she's finding herself--&amp;amp; if you're not happy with that--that means you haven't found yourself either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;**But if youre a close friend &amp;amp; she LITERALLY used raccoon eyes as her inspiration for her liner, then just sneak her to a secluded area &amp;amp; say "Hey I like that you're trying something new buut, I think you'd look so much prettier if you tried looking more natural and kept the liner @ your waterline (:&amp;nbsp;cause with&amp;nbsp;this new&amp;nbsp;look you're tring out--you loook tired!" &amp;amp; no one&amp;nbsp;wants to look tired!! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-9207415271133401016?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/9207415271133401016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/something-i-dislikie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/9207415271133401016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/9207415271133401016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/something-i-dislikie.html' title='Something I dislikie..'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-805171174539681858</id><published>2009-11-24T22:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T22:15:14.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh snaap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;LOL! DUDE, omgosh I FORGOST to tell you guys something!!!! My 4 friends and I were like "hit up" by this guy...22 years old. He asked us "where should he take a girl, museum or park" I already knew where this shits was going!!! then he started getting into like can I get your number and started being hellllla fresh. He didn't realize that we were 16...-__- it's hard to believe cause we don't really act like it anywaays. pffft. AND THEN annie goes I'm taken!! and then amy goes (points at me..) SHE'S SINGLE!!! lolol..yeaaaah fun tho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-805171174539681858?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/805171174539681858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-snaap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/805171174539681858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/805171174539681858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-snaap.html' title='oh snaap'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-65421544648006412</id><published>2009-11-24T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T20:13:53.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'VE BEEN LAZY..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;to post ANYTHIING! Sorrrrry ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;haha so like I gota sum up my days starting from Saturday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;the 21st &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Okay, so I worked that day...SO MUCH DRAMA. But I worked it off with some shopping! I bought the 2 for $32 VS Pink TShirt Bras, Paul Mitchell Skinny Serum, a REALLy cute YesStyle cashmere/wool/angora knit, &amp;amp; some really really cool giftcards and coupons. Can't wait to use them! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;the 22nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;OOh my gosh, I went to ThinkWise and violin and tutoring...I got my favorite pen tho! In Jtown, haha sister bought some really interesting candy--it's like chewy but has almonds in it O.O and yeah. Mom bought stuff from IchiBan Kan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;the 23rd &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Eck, I had SO SO SO much hw last night! I stayed up till 12:30 am doing it!! It made me angry! But it was mostly my fault cause I was working on my photoshopped picture with Tae Yang (; It's just a phaaaase. Which will phade away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hmm, So school was okaay. Stayed after school to get my extra credit shits done!! ;D got ALL math hw done! yay! and let's see so many funnythings happened today! But yeah I won't go into detail about itt but FINANCE classs was the b E S T!&amp;nbsp; I sweaar those 4 girls make me go crazzzay. After school, I went out with them and it was so fun tooo!! So happy for Annie !!&amp;lt;3 and OH YEAH! haha I saw @&lt;a href="http://xstephhunnie.blogspot.com/"&gt;xstephhunnie.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;! Haven't seen her in A LONGASS TIME!! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hm yeaaah so my blackfriday plans: I don't wanna be too selfish and like go to all the places I want to go to..cause my sister is bringing me and I don't wanna disrespect her wishes :3 anywaays she's gonna go to costco @ 6 am and it opens @ 9 am..lolol! I gotta follow her! And I have to send my christmas list over to her (; kekeke. I know what I'm getting everyone! Let's see..Oh! Going to serramonte and DT cause I KNOW they're gonna have hella sales. CANNOT WAIT I SWEAR. I'm wanting to get a Sony HD&amp;nbsp;camcorder...but I dont' wanna blow out my money or my parents money on it...cause like my digital camera can also be an HD camcorder...but it's just that I can't see what I'm doing....-___- siiigh. I'll think it over and see if i really need it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;HAPPY WEEKEND!! NO SCHOOL FOR THE NEXT 5 DAYYYYYSSS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-65421544648006412?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/65421544648006412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/ive-been-lazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/65421544648006412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/65421544648006412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/ive-been-lazy.html' title='I&apos;VE BEEN LAZY..'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-474253059779987486</id><published>2009-11-19T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T22:04:28.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;girl, &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;he won't even take out the time to say, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;babe, i noticed we haven't spoken in a while..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;why should i hang onto you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;the branch is breaking--&amp;amp; i'll fall along with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-474253059779987486?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/474253059779987486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/girl-he-wont-even-take-out-time-to-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/474253059779987486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/474253059779987486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/girl-he-wont-even-take-out-time-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-8793427865063436752</id><published>2009-11-19T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T22:03:23.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPCOMING Videos/Ideas Sent-----</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;PS: None of these videos listed are listed in the order of which they will come. I need to plan ahead of what I wanna do. I need to come up with ideas and the organization of the video so it may take some time! First one i'll do----Closet Organization OR tour around my desk. haha Vote on &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/denglouise"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;when I post up the poll. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So many of you have requested the following --- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;1) (HIGHLY requested) My Favorite Outfit of the Week -- going to be hard to choose!! (x Will probably be posted on Saturdays. I'll record the day I felt most "confident".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;2) Blog Sale . I wanna sell off some of the replicated bags and such that I don't want. These items would mostly be NEVER been used items. Probably priced anywhere from $5-$30&amp;nbsp; I will also include items that are authentic--for example; American Eagle stuff. Of course you'll have to pay for shipping. I'll try to make it at the most reduced rate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;3) JEWELRY Collection O___O lol..i'm not even sure if that is possible! I don't wanna do that in like more than 1 part...hm I would REALLY have to rush through it.but I wanna take my time &amp;amp; explain my story behind each piece!! hmph. I'd love to do that one though!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. Yeah I wanna sell off clothing I don't want anymore...but my sister wants them all -__- aghhh. whatever! haha Thanks for the messages!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;4) My closet organization &amp;amp; how I fold my clothes..lol okay! I'll do that one for sure. I'll do both closets too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;5) Tour around my computer &amp;amp; Desk! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm going to post these ideas up in my OneNote notepad so I'll remember (x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-8793427865063436752?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/8793427865063436752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/upcoming-videosideas-sent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/8793427865063436752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/8793427865063436752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/upcoming-videosideas-sent.html' title='UPCOMING Videos/Ideas Sent-----'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-4539815737959848362</id><published>2009-11-16T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T18:29:46.096-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jimmy choo for h and m'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nicole richie'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SwIJnV_84_I/AAAAAAAAAOg/Ro9CukTclgQ/s1600/Louise8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SwIJnV_84_I/AAAAAAAAAOg/Ro9CukTclgQ/s400/Louise8.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;JIMMY CHOO for H&amp;amp;M came out on Saturday!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Everyone was carrying their &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;blue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;bag!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I have always loved Nicole Richie...except the time when she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;was really bad &amp;amp; was a hardcore partier. hahaa now she's a mom &amp;amp; sets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;a really good example for everyone aspiring to be one! The other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;pics are just a border (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-4539815737959848362?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/4539815737959848362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/jimmy-choo-for-h-came-out-on-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/4539815737959848362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/4539815737959848362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/jimmy-choo-for-h-came-out-on-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SwIJnV_84_I/AAAAAAAAAOg/Ro9CukTclgQ/s72-c/Louise8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-5129079581466937880</id><published>2009-11-16T18:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T18:24:02.790-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jolin tsai'/><title type='text'>---Jolin Tsai?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SwIDQ2QSXNI/AAAAAAAAAOY/tupEi2So1HI/s1600/Other2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SwIDQ2QSXNI/AAAAAAAAAOY/tupEi2So1HI/s320/Other2.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;i think she's famous for singing, she has really pretty eyes (: &amp;amp; her hair is really cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-5129079581466937880?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/5129079581466937880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/jolin-tsai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/5129079581466937880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/5129079581466937880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/jolin-tsai.html' title='---Jolin Tsai?'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SwIDQ2QSXNI/AAAAAAAAAOY/tupEi2So1HI/s72-c/Other2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-4169497264884279210</id><published>2009-11-16T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T17:43:51.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>----Whaaat?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;lol for some reason..writing in a "color scheme" is really fun :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;anyways people have been wondering why i've been posting like every other day..To me--it makes more sense. I gather up all the information I've gathered for the past few days and then I post it up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;oh my gosh so like on tumblr--I'm following someone who posts up HELLA nice ass nail designs and I'm dying to try them...after I'm done doing all of the ones that pop up in my head hehee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;so yeaah! I've finally reached 200+ subbers! It was like pulling out teeth...haha but I love each and every one of them&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I think I totally bombed my precal test...i had the questions&amp;amp;answers before hand too..siigh. NEXT TIME. i'ma do what I wanted to!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;okay gotta put up some style maintenance posts now!! xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-4169497264884279210?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/4169497264884279210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/whaaat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/4169497264884279210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/4169497264884279210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/whaaat.html' title='----Whaaat?!'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-8920994729498396008</id><published>2009-11-14T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T21:34:23.421-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marjorie conrad in san francisco sephora.'/><title type='text'>---My day was...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="goog_1258262195032"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1258262195033"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;full of ups &amp;amp; downs &amp;amp; turnarounds!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;haha so I watched "A Christmas Carol" in 3D w/Ismet&amp;lt;3. No IMAX cause then she'd get dizzy:P haha I was dizzy just watching it in 3D. It was so graphic and so "motiony" lolol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Before that..I was @ my English lesson--then Ismet &amp;amp; her momma picked me up! (so sweet!) and yeah we drove downtown got dropped off @ her Uncle's restaurant, Les Joublins, &amp;amp; we got like the VIP treatment! We got a special sandwich thing that wasn't even on the menu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp; then like it was just really nice! I'll post pics later cause they're on my cameraa &amp;amp; I'm too lazy to fuss with it @ the moment. So after that we watched the movie. Then we went to Sephorraaaaa! (The playground for grownup-girls :D ) That's when I got my lipglosss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Oh yeah! Some of you know this--if you follow me on my &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/denglouise"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;--&amp;amp; I saw &lt;strong&gt;Marjorie&lt;/strong&gt; from America's Next Top Model Cycle 11 (lol..I didn't know this..I had to research cause I forgot which cycle she was from :P ). Turns out she lives in SF! whoaa. Anywayss My friend and I were the &lt;u&gt;only&lt;/u&gt; ones that recognized her--she's brunette! I thought it was sad that we were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;the only ones who remembered her D: but it seems like she's reallly REAAALY low maintenance. So I go up to her &amp;amp; I'm like "Hey aren't you Marjorie from ANTM?!" &amp;amp; she's like "Yeahh" &amp;amp; I'm like " Can I take&amp;nbsp; a picture with youu? &amp;amp; she's like "I'd rather not.." LOL I mean inside, I was like.."am I THAT badlooking?!" Rofl. haha turns out that she's like REAL awkward in real life too!! &lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Yeaah she's not really considered a celebrity, in my opinion, I was gonna just take a picture lol ismet told me to send it to the papparazzi..but I was like..naaah its her privacy. It just didn't make sense to me cause like she's a M O D E L. All she's supposed to do is take pictures...w/e!! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;That's my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;PS: here's a pic of her incase you almost forgot: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Sv-St3a1OAI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/BQaQfAGqBzI/s1600-h/%5BANTM%5D_Marjorie10_(Tyra_Banks).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Sv-St3a1OAI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/BQaQfAGqBzI/s320/%5BANTM%5D_Marjorie10_(Tyra_Banks).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-8920994729498396008?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/8920994729498396008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-day-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/8920994729498396008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/8920994729498396008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-day-was.html' title='---My day was...'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Sv-St3a1OAI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/BQaQfAGqBzI/s72-c/%5BANTM%5D_Marjorie10_(Tyra_Banks).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-1869373743920092043</id><published>2009-11-14T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T21:16:29.081-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lancome color fever lipgloss tumultous'/><title type='text'>ME--Beauty Maintanence 11/14/2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Sv-NmTDauyI/AAAAAAAAAOI/8qzirCmSG5s/s1600-h/Captured+Videos1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Sv-NmTDauyI/AAAAAAAAAOI/8qzirCmSG5s/s400/Captured+Videos1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;please pardon my webcam quality~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Soo I went out today!! &amp;amp; I just bought this Lancome lipgloss! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Super super pretty--Ismet always knows what colors look good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;this color, tumultuous, is one of those colors that just look better ON (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Go try!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-1869373743920092043?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/1869373743920092043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/me-beauty-maintanence-11142009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/1869373743920092043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/1869373743920092043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/me-beauty-maintanence-11142009.html' title='ME--Beauty Maintanence 11/14/2009'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Sv-NmTDauyI/AAAAAAAAAOI/8qzirCmSG5s/s72-c/Captured+Videos1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-4804362872961969920</id><published>2009-11-14T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T20:57:35.802-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='victoria&apos;s secret models alessandra ambrosio miranda kerr'/><title type='text'>MY VS Model Style Maintenance--11/14/2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Sv-JqieG4lI/AAAAAAAAAOA/PH0H7xPGg5k/s1600-h/Louise7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Sv-JqieG4lI/AAAAAAAAAOA/PH0H7xPGg5k/s400/Louise7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Both---fave VS current models!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Alessandra just had a baby! &amp;amp; loook @ her! She's like the EXACT same!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Miranda is like the luckiest girl on this planet! She has Orlando Bloom!! lolol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;love em' both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-4804362872961969920?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/4804362872961969920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-vs-model-style-maintenance-11142009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/4804362872961969920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/4804362872961969920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-vs-model-style-maintenance-11142009.html' title='MY VS Model Style Maintenance--11/14/2009'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Sv-JqieG4lI/AAAAAAAAAOA/PH0H7xPGg5k/s72-c/Louise7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-6846409677276346448</id><published>2009-11-14T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T20:51:16.183-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='model style'/><title type='text'>MY Model Style Maintenance---11/13/2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Sv-IbrynI7I/AAAAAAAAAN4/uoyZKvwOBpI/s1600-h/Louise6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Sv-IbrynI7I/AAAAAAAAAN4/uoyZKvwOBpI/s400/Louise6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Gaah, I wish I knew their names!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Cute style! I like the girl on the right bottom corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;the most (x haha her eyes are huuge!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-6846409677276346448?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/6846409677276346448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-model-style-maintenance-11132009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/6846409677276346448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/6846409677276346448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-model-style-maintenance-11132009.html' title='MY Model Style Maintenance---11/13/2009'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Sv-IbrynI7I/AAAAAAAAAN4/uoyZKvwOBpI/s72-c/Louise6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-4172989070278414245</id><published>2009-11-12T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T18:50:26.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>--I went CRAZZAAY (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SvzDP08OLII/AAAAAAAAANo/rMwlKZZp0wA/s1600-h/Louise2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SvzDP08OLII/AAAAAAAAANo/rMwlKZZp0wA/s400/Louise2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Follow numerically..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;1) I LOVE THIS CARDIGAN VEST!!! It has a cute little cinched back topped off w/ a bow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;2) Really cute waist belt--stretchy! Friend said that it looked real cute on so I had to get it (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;3) Some nail paints &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;4) Ruehl Hoodie matching w/bffl. The one&amp;amp;only person in this world I don't mind matching with :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;5) &amp;amp; 6) Boots!!!! ahhh! First pair of &lt;strong&gt;heeled&lt;/strong&gt; boots. I think I made a good decision cause their black (classic/basic) and their comfy! Only thing is they're a BIT big..it's a 7 1/2....&amp;amp; i am a 7 1/2 unless my feet shrunk which would SUCK -___-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-4172989070278414245?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/4172989070278414245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-went-crazzaay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/4172989070278414245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/4172989070278414245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-went-crazzaay.html' title='--I went CRAZZAAY (:'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SvzDP08OLII/AAAAAAAAANo/rMwlKZZp0wA/s72-c/Louise2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-5940628892071913977</id><published>2009-11-12T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T18:22:17.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>---I...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;have gotten over you (:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; :P&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I"M FREEEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;haha--yeah! I'm so happy for myself...I should start STUDYING MY BUTT OFF! But I had to do all these posts you see lolol. Oh yeah! so like yesterday I was SOOO tired from all that SHOPPING! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'ma post a picture collage of the things I got after this one. Hmm. This week is closed week=meaning last week to get all GOOD grades! But i'm 100% positive my GPA is lower than last times....-___- whatever. I'm not even going to OPEN it! I'ma just keep on going &amp;amp; improving! Yup! Trying to stay positive!! Poor prince ): I helped him kill SO MANY fleas! But we got him medicine so he should be goood (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Svy77d4s7iI/AAAAAAAAANg/pMNIHAVC2ts/s1600-h/Image+2009117172945.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Svy77d4s7iI/AAAAAAAAANg/pMNIHAVC2ts/s320/Image+2009117172945.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;photo was editted on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photoshop.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-5940628892071913977?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/5940628892071913977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/5940628892071913977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/5940628892071913977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/i.html' title='---I...'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Svy77d4s7iI/AAAAAAAAANg/pMNIHAVC2ts/s72-c/Image+2009117172945.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-3649725677397229883</id><published>2009-11-12T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T17:51:55.998-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leighton meester style hair blair waldorf gossip girl'/><title type='text'>---Leighton Meester 11/12/2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Svy543QRZtI/AAAAAAAAANY/-FwuR8-gzwU/s1600-h/Other1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Svy543QRZtI/AAAAAAAAANY/-FwuR8-gzwU/s400/Other1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;3 words---I LOVE Her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;I remember always wanting to conform w/others &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;their&lt;/strong&gt; styles. Leighton Meester really helped me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;see my true style &amp;amp; not go along with the latest trends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;..but go along with what you feel like wearing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Many subscribers/viewers think that I dress the way I dress in my fashion videos EVERYDAY. I don't. I pick up a few things that are seen on the runways &amp;amp; high street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp; then I make them &lt;u&gt;my&lt;/u&gt; style. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;As you can see---I used a TON of pictures of her. I LOVE LOVE LOVE her character&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Blair Waldorf---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I remember I wanted to be like her in freshman year; headbands &amp;amp; all (: haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Both of their styles are so preppy &amp;amp; dressed up! &amp;amp; i Love dressing up for no occassion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Sure--you get the weirdo stares @ school. but I could care less; I just think that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;they were thinking that THEY should've dressed up always haha. It makes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;everything seem a bit better hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Her dog, Jack?, looks so similar to my dog, Prince! Both have some sort of terrier &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;mix in them :D oh yeah! In the summer, I cut my hair like hers--stylist did a good job replicating it! But it grew out &amp;amp; i like it long too (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-3649725677397229883?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/3649725677397229883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/leighton-meester.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/3649725677397229883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/3649725677397229883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/leighton-meester.html' title='---Leighton Meester 11/12/2009'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Svy543QRZtI/AAAAAAAAANY/-FwuR8-gzwU/s72-c/Other1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-2358418943294343485</id><published>2009-11-12T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T17:32:40.462-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='victoria beckham style hair color fashion'/><title type='text'>--MY Style Maintanence 11/11/2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Svy2Hr8p6XI/AAAAAAAAANQ/w4YcT7zD6-o/s1600-h/Other.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Svy2Hr8p6XI/AAAAAAAAANQ/w4YcT7zD6-o/s400/Other.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;happy birthday, Mum!! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I chose Victoria Beckham (aka Posh Spice!) today because NOT ONLY is she fashionable, she is a Great mother toward her &lt;strong&gt;three &lt;/strong&gt;children! She carries out her style so effortlessly like her ridiculously HIGH heels! She is what we'd call "fierce" &amp;amp; could honestly care less of what people thought of her&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;1)ALL Leather!! 2)Ahh! Every single picture she looks like she's on some mission as a spy (x 3) She has a ton of tattoos too! 4) hahah 5) I really like her hair color there 6) Shops with high end designers! (who else do you know--does that??) 7) With her hubby, David Beckham--both of them are adorable! 8) (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-2358418943294343485?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/2358418943294343485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-style-maintanence-11112009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/2358418943294343485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/2358418943294343485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-style-maintanence-11112009.html' title='--MY Style Maintanence 11/11/2009'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Svy2Hr8p6XI/AAAAAAAAANQ/w4YcT7zD6-o/s72-c/Other.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-1240579861835423094</id><published>2009-11-10T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T20:25:03.688-08:00</updated><title type='text'>---An insecurity of mine is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;That I have an obsession with my body. I have always wanted to "model" or to be in the spotlight. This is a cheesy confession..I know. :X But I wanted to tell everyone who takes the time out to read this. I am so jealous of the girls who eat everything they can and want and end up NEVER breaking out or gaining an lb. Unlike me, I&amp;nbsp;have to watch everything I eat! My skin is okay. I can deal with it. But like my body..I torture my self (mentally) for it. I know that I get this because of the media's depiction of me. I try really hard. Cause I just am super tough on myself when it comes to my body. It bothers me the MOST. All my friends have such GOOD genes from their parents! But I know that in my family..like my older sister, she was like "average" for her body type. But this was like through high school. After college, she lost all that weight. I excercise with my hulahoop. But like really I don't have the time to go outside and RUN and all that anymore..I really wish I did. D: Tips? Suggestions? Thoughts? Post them below--I'd love to hear your opinion (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;PS: Don't tell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-1240579861835423094?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/1240579861835423094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/insecurity-of-mine-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/1240579861835423094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/1240579861835423094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/insecurity-of-mine-is.html' title='---An insecurity of mine is...'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-4842331256632444723</id><published>2009-11-10T20:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T20:36:14.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>---This is..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"&gt;My:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Svo6nXO3ccI/AAAAAAAAANA/nvKNLCPCQ28/s1600-h/Louise4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Svo6nXO3ccI/AAAAAAAAANA/nvKNLCPCQ28/s400/Louise4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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/6319210024686251503-4842331256632444723?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/4842331256632444723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is_10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/4842331256632444723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/4842331256632444723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is_10.html' title='---This is..'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Svo6nXO3ccI/AAAAAAAAANA/nvKNLCPCQ28/s72-c/Louise4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-6565758221517051249</id><published>2009-11-10T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T20:53:08.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>----Style Maintanence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Svo5rEwKAPI/AAAAAAAAAM4/eAT2k98VORg/s1600-h/Louise5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Svo5rEwKAPI/AAAAAAAAAM4/eAT2k98VORg/s400/Louise5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;(From left, top, then bottom..I'll # them next time (: )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;1) I love her easy/comfy style !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;2) Ohmygosh--I wanna use that idea for a picture whoring session..except with my dog Lolol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;3) I have her bag but in black ! I like her diverse Jewelry too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-6565758221517051249?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/6565758221517051249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/style-maintanence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/6565758221517051249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/6565758221517051249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/style-maintanence.html' title='----Style Maintanence'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Svo5rEwKAPI/AAAAAAAAAM4/eAT2k98VORg/s72-c/Louise5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-7708608648929190875</id><published>2009-11-09T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T21:17:24.151-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes about life and love thehoneymonkey deng'/><title type='text'>----Cont'd (A bit more personal..)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Masquerade Ball&lt;/span&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/_0jNAagc_FSo/Svj2zeC-3kI/AAAAAAAAAMw/wxJQO61tIy8/s1600-h/z204940102%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Svj2zeC-3kI/AAAAAAAAAMw/wxJQO61tIy8/s320/z204940102%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"It's hard&lt;/span&gt; to wait around for something you know might never happen&lt;br /&gt;but it's even harder to give up when you know it's everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you have ever wanted.." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-7708608648929190875?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/7708608648929190875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/contd-bit-more-personal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/7708608648929190875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/7708608648929190875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/contd-bit-more-personal.html' title='----Cont&apos;d (A bit more personal..)'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Svj2zeC-3kI/AAAAAAAAAMw/wxJQO61tIy8/s72-c/z204940102%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-364037210522372033</id><published>2009-11-09T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T21:13:06.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love---</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Quote &amp;amp; Picture Timme!&lt;/span&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/_0jNAagc_FSo/Svj1pmJzpII/AAAAAAAAAMo/dv5tQ8h4Sn0/s1600-h/z56911177.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Svj1pmJzpII/AAAAAAAAAMo/dv5tQ8h4Sn0/s320/z56911177.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The question will be, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when the time comes, do you want to be saved?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Captain Hook&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; 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/6319210024686251503-364037210522372033?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/364037210522372033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/364037210522372033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/364037210522372033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love.html' title='I love---'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Svj1pmJzpII/AAAAAAAAAMo/dv5tQ8h4Sn0/s72-c/z56911177.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-7735436964357533823</id><published>2009-11-09T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T20:58:21.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'>---FML.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I want high school to just end, college to fly by, &amp;amp; start living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SvjwxSig92I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/jqCTXkNUMSc/s1600-h/DSC04028.JPG2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SvjwxSig92I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/jqCTXkNUMSc/s320/DSC04028.JPG2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Today was an "alright" day..Yeah. First off..I didn't exactly do too well for history vocab "quiz" which is worth hellla points. I didn't study so much for that cause I was studying and doing work for the "AP" classes. It's so hard to keep up! I am barely skimming by with a lowered to a 3.5....Dx my parents are gonna kill me. (not LITERALLY, you catch my drift..) We were doing college presentations and omgosh! it made me realize how much HARDER I have to work cause there's soo much competition! I am like a shrimp..compared to all the other sharks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Anyways. yeah. Seeing tree* wasn't that much greater. I don't feel it as much. I know my heart leaps, but really underneath all this. Our foundation is nothing. I have come to realize that..&amp;amp; yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I did well for memorizng my tragic love story for my AP Chinese class though :D haha. and let's see..health class--I'ma have a flour baby next week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So I've basically googled my name a few times ROFL. Yeah..I would! (I KNOOOW (: ) And these weird ass websites are adding my pictures, videos, and everything on their websites! Like these "fashion sites" or websites selling replicas...they're bascially USING me as their "advertisement" And somehow i got put into a HEALTH website?! WTF! haha..for being fat?? (x yeah probably so. W/E that's why I started putting my name and TM (trademark) on all pics and frm now on, all youtube vids. I don't have a problem if they AT LEAST notify me, but that is just too much. Alright---still got Apes and Precal to do! TOODALOOOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-7735436964357533823?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/7735436964357533823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/fml.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/7735436964357533823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/7735436964357533823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/fml.html' title='---FML.'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SvjwxSig92I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/jqCTXkNUMSc/s72-c/DSC04028.JPG2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-6953420078294306421</id><published>2009-11-03T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T21:36:35.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #b4a7d6; font-size: large;"&gt;"I need someone who can deal with me. I need a guy who will make me see things from a different point of view. I need a guy who will make me talk about things that scare me. I need a guy who will make me open up to him, a guy who won't give up on me."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-6953420078294306421?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/6953420078294306421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/6953420078294306421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/6953420078294306421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is.html' title='This is.'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-1145104697435976015</id><published>2009-11-03T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T21:34:59.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>---LONG TIME NO POST?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I've had sooo much craaaploads of hw! I don't have much to touch on about my liife. It's just about the same. My life = SCHOOL. making me dress HORRIBLY everyday, making me rush outta the door &amp;amp; looking like a mess, and making me stress so much I wanna jump out my window and roll in the grass w/my doog. (WTF! ROFL) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;okay So I'll just post up some quotes, pictures and some individual story lines that make you think ;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Quote&amp;amp;Picture Timme!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SvESMDau-XI/AAAAAAAAAMI/9QpwNsSGRns/s1600-h/z202954399.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SvESMDau-XI/AAAAAAAAAMI/9QpwNsSGRns/s320/z202954399.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"&lt;em&gt;It's funny how you can always tell when a boy likes another girl, but never tell if he likes you.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-1145104697435976015?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/1145104697435976015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/long-time-no-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/1145104697435976015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/1145104697435976015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/11/long-time-no-post.html' title='---LONG TIME NO POST?!'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SvESMDau-XI/AAAAAAAAAMI/9QpwNsSGRns/s72-c/z202954399.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-8225412588721661440</id><published>2009-10-27T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T21:12:24.834-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thehoneymonkey haters on replica bags chanel gucci louis vuitton miu miu addressing 70 year old pretending or actually is 16'/><title type='text'>---I challege---</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;---&lt;em&gt;ALL YOU HATERS---&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I don't give a dogpoop about what you have to say okay? SAY WHATEVER YOU WANT, I'm tired of your shit anyways, so from now on, whomever even tries to feed me shit on Youtube I'ma just block you cause I don't have time to deal with you. I'll leave you a comment with Dignity on your channel. If you want to share your opinion, share it in a PROFESSIONAL way; I mean &lt;strong&gt;shit&lt;/strong&gt; youre SEVENTY something...and you can't even spell "Slavery" right?! AND why are you on youtube??? phuck; leave me ALONE! All I need is peace &amp;amp; love. If you can't stand my opinion TO THAT DEGREE that youre going to explode and judge me w/o even getting the chance to know me THEN PHUCK OFF; close the window! Don't watch my videos; I could care less. I didn't tell you to watch it. So yeah, I appreciate your cooperation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Haha; pretty good day I guess...rofl; I FINALLY found out just today that for PreCal I can do corrections on quizes which I receive a C or lower on...WTF!!!! haha its all good (: Pardon me for the venting up there ^^^^^ (x I couldn't help it! Thanks to all who actually take the time out to readd it (: Things like that just suck the fun outta doing videos..and I wanna keep doing them maybe till like college? O.o who knows?? Depends on where this channel will take me :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;HOOORAY! NO SIGHT NO FEELINGS NO DREAD NO HOPE YESYESYESYES! ahh; I don't know..probably a lot of you are wondering why the heck I even care for the haters..um well I hate people just judging without even &lt;em&gt;reading&lt;/em&gt;. Like literally (hence the "Don't judge a book by it's cover" quote) You honestly don't even know the dirt bit about me and you think you can just do that?? Well hey lady, if you think I DON'T HAVE CLASS Cause I own a few replicated designer things, then You REALLY don't have class; you're '70' and you wanna start drama...-____- can't you just go play some bingo or something??? (lol...pardon that was agist.) WHATEVER PHUCK OFF OKAY; NOT EVEN MY GRANDMA TALKS TO ME LIKE THAT. I'm only a &lt;strong&gt;teenager&lt;/strong&gt; meaning, even when I work I'm not gonna spend my whole paycheck on a BAG. And like seriously...I've never seen a teenager carry around a $10,000+ bag in SF...-___- tell me if you have. OHWELL, all those real bags are just gonna have to wait (: It'll have a lot more meaning when I buy it later on cause I'll be much older and it'll look more "right" (x..lolol to be honest I dont' even USE the chanel, louis, and chanel! they just sit there..happily :D Hm what else do I have to address...oh yeah UM SERIOUSLY?? JUST CAUSE I SAID THEY'RE FROM CHINA DOES &lt;u&gt;NOT&lt;/u&gt; MEAN THAT THEY ARE MADE IN SWEAT SHOPS BY CHILDREN OKAY??? My aunt knows people who work in a factory and she tells them to make a specific design; LOLOL; oh gosh...people---READ THE SIDEBAR &lt;strong&gt;LISTEN&lt;/strong&gt; TO WHAT I'M SAYING OKAY?? and if you don't like that----LEAVE; cause that's just the way I am. I'm not gonna stop making haul videos from china just cause YOU don't like them. In fact, cause of that---I just made another one ROFL; too bad you got blocked huh??? Yaay! now save up your energy;;; you'll need&amp;nbsp;it :P Oh yeah, and in case if you (70 year old woman...) is reading this lolol I hope youre having a ball! Just wanted you to know that I &lt;strong&gt;DO &lt;/strong&gt;own real designer bags. Shit, lolol I'm NOT cheap, I know what I wanna spend my money on. One designer bag which I would never buy a replica of is &lt;strong&gt;Juicy Couture&amp;lt;3&lt;/strong&gt; . They're bags are too perfect. They know what to put in a Woman/Girl's Bag (like the mirror--that fckn cuteass bowtie!)&amp;nbsp;And for a 70 year old, you're quite ODD, your youtube age is "16" and if that age is correct...I wish upon you that you will &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;age&lt;/strong&gt; with GRACE &amp;amp; Class. (: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Picture/Quote Timme!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SufCSjULBgI/AAAAAAAAAL4/HBirsrFxr3c/s1600-h/von_den_menschen_beruehrt_by_monsterdonut.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SufCSjULBgI/AAAAAAAAAL4/HBirsrFxr3c/s320/von_den_menschen_beruehrt_by_monsterdonut.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" You taught me how to be strong; &lt;br /&gt;how to hold my head up high&lt;br /&gt;you said you would always be &lt;br /&gt;there for me; &amp;amp; I know you don't lie,&lt;br /&gt;You're the reason I believe in myself;&lt;br /&gt;the reason I get through the day,&lt;br /&gt;it's cause you're out there hoping &lt;br /&gt;I'm living my life the &lt;strong&gt;right&lt;/strong&gt; way..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I'm scared...&amp;amp;I don't say that often;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't stand the fact that you can hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like being close; but I love it. You're my&lt;br /&gt;everything..&amp;amp; I &lt;strong&gt;hate&lt;/strong&gt; it because you have everything&lt;br /&gt;you need to &lt;/em&gt;break&lt;em&gt; me. &amp;amp; I'm not saying you will...&lt;br /&gt;I'm just &lt;strong&gt;scared.&lt;/strong&gt;" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-8225412588721661440?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/8225412588721661440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-challege.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/8225412588721661440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/8225412588721661440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-challege.html' title='---I challege---'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SufCSjULBgI/AAAAAAAAAL4/HBirsrFxr3c/s72-c/von_den_menschen_beruehrt_by_monsterdonut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-4980345674975801634</id><published>2009-10-26T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T18:56:08.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>--it was---</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;---ALMOST the most picturesque day...until the end of it came...):&lt;/em&gt; haha; I'll do hw later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Cause &lt;strike&gt;I bumped into you;&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp; cause YOU &lt;em&gt;bumped&lt;/em&gt; into me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Whatever okay! So onto the gooood stuff (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I didn't post a THING over the weekend..pardon me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So anywas on &lt;strong&gt;Saturday,&lt;/strong&gt; I worked, worked till like 5:15. Oh gaah my boss and coworkers are all on frckn diets, one coworker made me some goodass nutmeg or w/e cookies! And then a patient brought over these HELLLLA goodass muffins; got a blueberry one and brough some home for mommy &amp;amp; sister :D daddy doesn't eat this stuff..so yeah; I got a top from Nina's it's like a two-layered kind; the under one has a french woman's face on it or something and the tank over it is sheer with random sequins&amp;lt;3 so cute! My camera has no batteries..cause I just finished recording a videoo but yeah..pardoon. oh! Got two new OPI nail polishes, theyre' in my next video! One is called Sapphire in the Snow which is this blueish dark purple&amp;lt;3 and then other one is Holiday Glow which is brown, purple, and red mixed up with gold reflects (: I LOOOOVE the holidaays!!!! And then my auntie comes home from Canada &amp;amp; China with all this craap I told her to get tehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;On &lt;strong&gt;Sunday,&lt;/strong&gt; I had a violin lesson and SAT tutoring and math...boring day! But then for dinner, my cousins invited my family to eat out @ Fresh Choice. I love salad!! But my dad doesn't..and he isn't tolerant with it so he got a bit of a tummy ache before going to bed ): So yeah $10/person for a buffet;;;; love love love. Um and then I slept @ 1 x: not good...can't wait for Halloween this week! ahh! There were a&amp;nbsp;lot of invites to go to parties and what not..but I think I"ma stick to my tradition and party with the Faam (: . I hope I don't trip on my dress @ school...-___- that would SUCK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today, &lt;/strong&gt;um yeah, pretty gooood I guess, I filmed a videoo; not that many viewers for my about me vid..but I guess cause they're more interested in what I have to show them (x that's cool too. So yeah! I'ma finish painting my nails Sapphire in the Snow and then get started on some hw!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Quotes&amp;amp;Picture Timme!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SuZRb21Rw2I/AAAAAAAAALw/SX3QOzSTdPU/s1600-h/10242009397.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SuZRb21Rw2I/AAAAAAAAALw/SX3QOzSTdPU/s320/10242009397.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;@ work..some doctor brought a witch and put it in the hall way -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Baby, you're love is gonna change me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-4980345674975801634?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/4980345674975801634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/4980345674975801634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/4980345674975801634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-was.html' title='--it was---'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SuZRb21Rw2I/AAAAAAAAALw/SX3QOzSTdPU/s72-c/10242009397.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-2060613758206542458</id><published>2009-10-23T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:47:51.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>---I wanna---</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;---&lt;em&gt;share something with you all. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I had a GREAT day, my math test result for part 1 was ASTOUNDING..I fricking didn't even know what I was doing on the graph...-__- and that's not good but I got it right! I got -4 for missing ONE digit; correct answer 1.91, my answer0.91.......PHUUUCK. Anywaays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So much dramaa! I'm not gonna spill all of it just cause some of it is quite personal (x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I went to orchestra practice today..and UGH;&amp;nbsp; those little undermembers!!! (like underclassmen??) They annoy me so much right! They keep trying to sit in MY seat (I sit in the first stand, second seat) like okay it's no big deal to you all but like..I didn't place myself there. There is a seating arrangement. I earned my fucking way up to where I am today in this group. I didn't just pop in and said that Iw anted to be in the front yo! Anyways, so then this is her second time sitting in my seat, told her KINDLY that this was my seat. HER MOM, comes over and asks me if this is my seat, if it's assigned to me like WTF; how are you gonna tell me I don't sit here?? I've BEEN for the past years girl. And nothing was resolved cause the conductor doesn't wanna lose any members so she was like all nice about it, and then she put that girl in my sister's seat..cause she wasn't here today. PHUCK. I don't need this! I have other things to worry about!! An orchestra is basically a hierachy. Those who have MOST experience sit in front. DUH. So back off, bitch, cause I don't play when it comes to what I've earned. You'll learn your little lesson that you belong in the back to LEARN how to be like us, we don't want people in the front to be screwing up or else it wouldn't look good + it confuses the sh*t outa everyone. I'm starting to dislike that race..lke really I don't have good experiences with them. MOST were very very irritable....-___-* Pardon me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;STOP IT, I'm not interested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Quote/Picture TIMME! &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/_0jNAagc_FSo/SuJ4ceEL75I/AAAAAAAAALo/w17Ydktqo44/s1600-h/z157493945.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SuJ4ceEL75I/AAAAAAAAALo/w17Ydktqo44/s320/z157493945.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Do you remember--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's nothing left to say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't waste another day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just you&amp;amp;me tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything will be okay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If it's alright w/you then&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's alright with me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby let's take this time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;let's make new memories" (:&lt;/em&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/6319210024686251503-2060613758206542458?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/2060613758206542458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-wanna.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/2060613758206542458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/2060613758206542458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-wanna.html' title='---I wanna---'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SuJ4ceEL75I/AAAAAAAAALo/w17Ydktqo44/s72-c/z157493945.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-1429999028786412836</id><published>2009-10-22T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T20:09:29.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>---I had---</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;---&lt;em&gt;a mothereffing good a** day!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;ahh! Today was OctoberFest.&amp;nbsp; My bestfriend and I were running the sorting station for waste ROFL; it was all for that extra credit though. We would tell them where everything should go and then applaud them! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So like I'm completely over you, you man slut. (x` Cross me off your little list. I should've seen the signs already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SuEeMVLNYbI/AAAAAAAAALg/ZAdglH8edwU/s1600-h/z177057686.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SuEeMVLNYbI/AAAAAAAAALg/ZAdglH8edwU/s320/z177057686.gif" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-1429999028786412836?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/1429999028786412836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-had.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/1429999028786412836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/1429999028786412836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-had.html' title='---I had---'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SuEeMVLNYbI/AAAAAAAAALg/ZAdglH8edwU/s72-c/z177057686.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-898072922182782026</id><published>2009-10-21T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T18:11:58.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>---you have</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;---&lt;em&gt;forever changed me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I never wanted to become this way. E v e r. I am so distracted and distraught..I'm not sure what will bring me back to 'normal' Louise. I am honestly so &lt;em&gt;far&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;from my normal self. I am seen as "mad" or "unhappy" everywhere I go...I can't even smile properly; whenever I want. It's just something about me has been a bit "off" lately. And I want to know why ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I don't want to sound 'cocky' in any way whatsoever, but to all you boys who are just DYING to grab my attention ( you know who you are... ) I am really not in the mood. My heart was just stampled over by a stampede of horses and I'm just too tired to go after another. After this, my heart has become a hermit..hiding it's own shell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Quote&amp;amp;Picture Timme!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-uvNcL6pI/AAAAAAAAAKw/2D9_4dEVfCk/s1600-h/tumblr_kpyo99qOVK1qzfbflo1_500_larg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-uvNcL6pI/AAAAAAAAAKw/2D9_4dEVfCk/s320/tumblr_kpyo99qOVK1qzfbflo1_500_larg.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feelings regarding this picture: &lt;/em&gt;I know I do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Quotes: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Love me when I least&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;deserve it because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;that is when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I really need it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&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;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Note:*this would be cute if I actually had someone to say it to...-__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;"I wanna be your valentine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;your Christmas wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;and your pickup line.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OCTOBER 20, 2009..Happy Birthday, Dadddy&amp;lt;3!&amp;nbsp;Pardon I'm not the perfect angelic daughter you wished I was. I know I don't get flawless grades. Just know that I try everyday to improve. xoxo, Daddy's Little Girl. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/6319210024686251503-898072922182782026?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/898072922182782026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/898072922182782026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/898072922182782026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-have.html' title='---you have'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-uvNcL6pI/AAAAAAAAAKw/2D9_4dEVfCk/s72-c/tumblr_kpyo99qOVK1qzfbflo1_500_larg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-3658397826736726344</id><published>2009-10-19T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T20:45:28.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>---what you did---</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;----&lt;em&gt;was the lowest of anything. You bring her to class, show her in FRONT of me, in front of my friends..it really embarasses and makes me feel so ashamed. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LifeMatters:&lt;/strong&gt;Like everything I told them about you and I was just some hoax. I can't go on with you in my life anymore. Your're &lt;em&gt;tainting&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;it. I prefer that next time, you talk to me withOUT her, or just don't talk to me at all. I am ready to pop open and burst out everything I've ever hid in the inside. It's like..it's just so frustrating to keep it all in, but I must. Because I don't wear my heart on my sleeve. Because THIS world isn't made for you&amp;amp;me. Because I don't want to lose you as a friend. Because I know it'll never happen. &amp;amp; Because I am not ready. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;No matter what I think..I always somehow come back to the thought "I was SO much better off without you" I never even needed you! You were the one who was depending on me. ALWAYS. But I'm tired of this shit you've been playing. Mhmkay?? Yeah I sweared.. :X. You always say that one day you'll find a way but you already know pretty damn well that I'll never need you. I rely on my self and I depend on me. No one else. That's how it is and that's how it's going to be. I will never mention you again in this blog. I'm tired of doing all the chasing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miscelleneous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but some things make her &lt;u&gt;cry. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I was pretty tired throughout the day. I feel pretty healthy (: hehe. That is about it. As you can see..that boy up there takes up so much of my energy that when I was walking up to my friends @ lunch..and bestfriend thought I was hella angry. rofl. But I wasn't...do I really look that anrgy??? OxO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Anywaays--I'll leave you a picture that matches with my quote. &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/_0jNAagc_FSo/St0w670WjaI/AAAAAAAAAKo/AFOqAlaLPkc/s1600-h/z203393799%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St0w670WjaI/AAAAAAAAAKo/AFOqAlaLPkc/s320/z203393799%5B1%5D.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I've got some issues that nobody can see;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and all these emotions are pouring&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;out of me..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&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;em&gt;"At some point you have to realize &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that he doesn't care. and you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;could be missing out on someone &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;who does."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&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;em&gt;"Sometimes&amp;nbsp;she thinks she's strong;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;she thinks she's gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;past the point of feeling anything at all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes she's sure she's crazy. Sometimes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;she feels that the only way to survive is &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to stay angry. &amp;amp; that works fine &lt;strong&gt;most&lt;/strong&gt; of the time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&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;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Post IV XIII&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/6319210024686251503-3658397826736726344?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/3658397826736726344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-you-did.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/3658397826736726344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/3658397826736726344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-you-did.html' title='---what you did---'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St0w670WjaI/AAAAAAAAAKo/AFOqAlaLPkc/s72-c/z203393799%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-1588823061019380831</id><published>2009-10-18T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T00:03:45.693-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='replay iyax'/><title type='text'>---I should</title><content type='html'>---&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;not be blogging right now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;But I am! (: haha. BASICALLY, my weekend was full of highs and lows. I went to the pumpkin patch in Half Moon Bay with my fam&lt;em&gt;ly&amp;lt;3&lt;/em&gt;. &amp;amp; my dog! It was so funn! Doodoobrain Winnie told us it'd be hot..SIKE. Pictures are uploaded onto facebook if youre interested. I painted her nails "Candy Corn" inspired haha. Look good! Anyways..then after that we got stuck into nearly 2 hours+ of TRAFFIC. That was some crazy stuff. Sat in the car for nearly 40 minutes and didn't move past a BLOCK -__-. Sad..but whatever then we ate out and I got my Vegetarian Sesame Chicken&amp;lt;3 mhhm! HA! I stayed up PAST 2 o'clock webcamming with my bestfriend. We had some serious issues to discuss..and that stuff still disturbs me. I can't even imagine..I freaing LIPSUNK THE ENTIRE SONG OF TAYLOR SWIFT'S YOU BELONG WITH ME to her! hahaa! And she recorded it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Onto Sunday..which is today! I went to violin and I messed up HELLA--and I practiced my butt off this past week! I just got nervous when she started counting out the beats. Phawk. And yeahh. Then I wasted like 2 hours with sister doing nothing rofl should've done hw then! Ohwell. Daddy brought us to IceBees on West Portal and we got some goodass crepes! I got the one with nutella&amp;amp;banana and she got the nutella,banana,&amp;amp;whipped cream. For some reason I dislike whip cream very mucch. It just tastes so..weird. Only on birthdays does that stuff come out! hmm and then we went home..I got a good nap in the car though! I started ripping some Christmas movies off of youtube lol..and yeah that's why I'm still up doing hw. Shoulnd't have but I did! (x And thenn..let's see. Oooh! Dadd just told me and Winnie that we're attending our annual Snowboard/Ski/Reno trip this year during wintter breaak! Woo! haha I cannot wait for winter break; I swear. Is it too much to ask for a snowboard?? I dunno cause like my older sister got one around the time she was my age. She got hers for 300 for board, boots, and bindings!! That is TOO good! Hm, I'll ask my parents one day--see what they say (x Goodgrades?! rofl--yeah I wanna stay in a cabin buut I know hotel is better cause its closer to the restaurants. Okay let's move on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Love: I'm going to let go. As of tomorrow. I do not care for your opinions. I do not care if you don't even see me anymore. I just want to concentrate on school (lol i'm not right now..but during school I meant) I can't have you and school intervened together. I have to put my priorities straight..since youre not even mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Son: Replay by IYAZ check it out!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Quotes for this blog: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Face it. You can't go a day without thinking about me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;amp; I can't go a day without thinking about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;We &lt;strong&gt;were&lt;/strong&gt; meant to be together..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&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/_0jNAagc_FSo/StwNYQQfS1I/AAAAAAAAAKg/Q9mUEhiNVAM/s1600-h/z182626263%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/StwNYQQfS1I/AAAAAAAAAKg/Q9mUEhiNVAM/s320/z182626263%5B1%5D.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;He was only temporary, but the memories he gave me are permanent.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodbye my almost lover.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&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;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Post IV XII&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/6319210024686251503-1588823061019380831?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/1588823061019380831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-should.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/1588823061019380831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/1588823061019380831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-should.html' title='---I should'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/StwNYQQfS1I/AAAAAAAAAKg/Q9mUEhiNVAM/s72-c/z182626263%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-1815137156574019231</id><published>2009-10-16T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T22:39:51.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>---I've been---</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;---&lt;em&gt;thinking about you waay too much. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;amp;now! on top of that..people have thought that we were together..-__- ugh. That makes me paranoid the most. And on top of all that; everything you do..makes me fall even harder. Why can't you be mean to me? Ignore me? Push me away when I walk too close? But instead...you literally invite me to fall harder, being nice to me, walking up to me whenever you see me, &amp;amp; walk so close to me that we are stuck together. It's almost like walking next to a mirror. They're right you know...we were closer in the beginning. When you didn't join that. I miss that the most. &amp;amp; it kills me to see you with others. You would never have a clue. But I do. I turn green. (@ least you don't walk as close to them? O.o) Yeah I'm a paranoid person who OVERTHINKS and OVERANALYZES AND OVERSTRATEGIZES just about everything -- I plan just about everything -- That's just me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Quoteforthispost:'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Given how we agree life is a miracle; we sure do bitch about it a lot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Post IV XI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/6319210024686251503-1815137156574019231?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/1815137156574019231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/ive-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/1815137156574019231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/1815137156574019231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/ive-been.html' title='---I&apos;ve been---'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-163204474574708212</id><published>2009-10-14T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T19:53:33.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>---my liffe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...WAS crazy today&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I misread the paper..I thought it said 12:48 or 52..but it said ELEVEN/11***:48....-_______- I was just about 45 minutes late..forced my damn self to Precal tutoring today. haha it was fun!! A* helped me soo much! (: and thanks to everyone who took the time out to teach me lol. So yeah..I just spent an hour posting up my youtube blog..arrgh! I always take so darn long on those posts -__- Whatever. Okay i'll just finish up with some quotes..no picture cause I'm tired of uploading them xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Quotes for this blog::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Sometimes you need a second chance &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;because you weren't quite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;ready for the first..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-You must &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; compare yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;to anyone, except from the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;previous you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-Sometimes all you wish for is somebody to &lt;strong&gt;wish &lt;/strong&gt;for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Somebody that won't hurt you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;whine less, breathe more-talk less, say more-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-hate less, love more-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;and all good things will be &lt;em&gt;yours.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Post IV V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/6319210024686251503-163204474574708212?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/163204474574708212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-liffe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/163204474574708212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/163204474574708212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-liffe.html' title='---my liffe...'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-6324765083037504408</id><published>2009-10-13T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T19:52:42.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>---I feel...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;...so happy cause I did the Majority of my hw at school!! (x I feel good! Anywhoo~so things are lightening up for me! JUICY BAG CAAME!! Just did a collection video for youtube! O.o wonder if people are going to watch?! neeh whatever but anywaays. He copied my jacket!! MY BACKPACK. And noww..I don't feel speciaal. Lolol; jk. I actuallly like his jacket more than I like mines..-__- not good. But yeah. Umm so my sister FAINTED this morning..again. She did this last year too. Except last year, she fell off that ladder you'll see in the following pictures..harsh fall. This morning when she came outta the bathroom her face was &lt;strong&gt;HELLA&lt;/strong&gt; green. Like no lie. GREEN GREEN. Christmas Tree Green! Shoot, and then my mom was like helping her up but she wouldn't...my mom wanted her to stay home but my dad is always like "Gotta go to school.." so she ended up showing up late. I feel bad cause I always have to wake her up in the morning..I FEEL ANGRY cause my mom is blaming me. My doctor told me to stay away from rice noodles and whatever..with carbs?? So my mom is like YOUR SISTER IS COPYING YOUU THAT'S WHY SHE FAINTED!! But that's not true cause my sister is eating HELLA. Shiit, I hate it when my mom puts the blame on one of us when the other is ill or whatever. So yeah. THANKS PAMMY&amp;lt;3 Goshh, spent our entire lunch time just trying to get my lunch--NOT EVEN worth it!! And you put up with all of it ++you're the only one who's actually asked since this whole ordeal. I can't thank her enouugh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I get to go to school @ noon cause soph/some juniors gotta take the PSAT. HEECK YEAH. (x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PICTURE TIMME*&lt;/strong&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/_0jNAagc_FSo/StU10wXEFfI/AAAAAAAAAGY/7fAwOyCLDdo/s1600-h/Image1140.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/StU10wXEFfI/AAAAAAAAAGY/7fAwOyCLDdo/s320/Image1140.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/StU13xRZzSI/AAAAAAAAAGg/WNy6EMDqW24/s1600-h/Image1139.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/StU13xRZzSI/AAAAAAAAAGg/WNy6EMDqW24/s320/Image1139.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/StU15GnNZKI/AAAAAAAAAGo/_wGMEakgooQ/s1600-h/Image1136.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/StU15GnNZKI/AAAAAAAAAGo/_wGMEakgooQ/s320/Image1136.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;1) *webcam quality*&amp;nbsp;lol I just felt my bulging my eyes at the computer screen. 2) I shoulda done my hair like this todaay! Hat&amp;amp;College day! My hat was cuute lolol. I don't like sharing hats...it's gross. 3) I think my dog &amp;amp; I kinda sorta look alike?! Yeaah, lol I was webcaamming with my SYO partner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;QUOTE OF THIS BLOG: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Little girl, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;don't grow up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;so fast. All those &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Carefree moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;will not last...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Post IV IV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/6319210024686251503-6324765083037504408?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/6324765083037504408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-feel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/6324765083037504408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/6324765083037504408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-feel.html' title='---I feel...'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/StU10wXEFfI/AAAAAAAAAGY/7fAwOyCLDdo/s72-c/Image1140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-1618697265460131073</id><published>2009-10-12T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T11:43:01.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>---I am...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;...in a state of relief! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Finally, that son-of-a-gun responded! He/she has an msn and yeah just sent me the email a couple of minutes ago, everything is all worked out now! woo! haha, from now on I'm sticking to ebay. Although the exact same thing could happen to me on ebay, but there is a much easier way to get a hold of the seller and ebay can actually DO something about it (x ahhh, okay well I'ma be nearly broke by the end of todaay lolol, see yuhh--I'll leave you with a quote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;knowing that i get to see you makes every second a little more bearable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;lovelife: you said that ONE day we'd get to know more about each other. all that soon turned into "what was homework?!" I am &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; your personal homework notebook. I am &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; going to fall for any of your little tricks you pull. I am &lt;u&gt;never&lt;/u&gt; going to be the one you love.. &lt;em&gt;Maybe I'm afraid of being loved because I'm afraid of being hurt. &lt;/em&gt;Yeah I talk to other guys, I laugh with other guys, &amp;amp; I hug other guys, But none of them will ever mean as much to me as you do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Somewhere in between all the mind games, lies, and seduction, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I fell for you. Somewhere in between all the broken promises,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;manipulation, and heartaches, I got over you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;But I guess I fibbed a few times too. Remember all those &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;times I swore I needed you? Well consider those lies because, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;baby, here I am without you and I survived...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&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;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Post IV III&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/6319210024686251503-1618697265460131073?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/1618697265460131073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/1618697265460131073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/1618697265460131073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am_12.html' title='---I am...'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-8803360866313795299</id><published>2009-10-11T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T23:25:30.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not</title><content type='html'>---&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;going to put up with your bullshit. PS: this has nothing to do with a guy or a girl, but with a seller..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/_0jNAagc_FSo/StLK5HdlGCI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/G_5kYiFTvMU/s1600-h/z201349658%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/StLK5HdlGCI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/G_5kYiFTvMU/s320/z201349658%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So I bought something from this website called ioffer.com. Ugh, I've bought a lot from this site actually. Jewelry and such. All which came in good quality and whatever. So then...I bought a couple more pieces of jewelry. Just as the transaction ended..the seller totally got deleted cause he was 'fraudulent' or whatever so ioffer deleted his/her account. And now I'm kinda scared my items won't be sent and my $xx.xx will be LOST AND JUST SIMPLY GIVEN TO SOME ASS HOLE IN CHINA. (i love china..i really do, but this deuche..) I worked for that money! And if you're not going to send me shit, then you better motherfucking return my money. I'll buy it from someone MUCH MORE RESPONSIBLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;But then again, I should've known...this guy had NO FEEDBACK..I was so stupid for not looking into that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;HELP ME. This little episode has been taking up all my time.And I can't raise a dispute till the 17th of this month..WHATTHEHELL. THEY EXPECT ME TO STAY PISSED FOR THAT LONG?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-8803360866313795299?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/8803360866313795299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/8803360866313795299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/8803360866313795299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-not.html' title='I&apos;m not'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/StLK5HdlGCI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/G_5kYiFTvMU/s72-c/z201349658%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-5883930106888477932</id><published>2009-10-10T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T16:22:36.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>---Why..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;...&lt;em&gt;should I waste time with you, even bother &lt;u&gt;mentioning&lt;/u&gt; you when there is NOTHING to mention about? You send out your little spies and expect them to get something outta me. Girl please, I've been there and I've &lt;strong&gt;done&lt;/strong&gt; that. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Quote of this blog: You want to know what living life to it's fullest actually is? It's waking up on a Monday morning with no complaints. It's knowing you always deserve to laugh. It's doing what feels right no matter what. It's doing what you want to do, no matter how stupid you look. It's about being yourself, because no one can tell you you're doing it wrong.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/_0jNAagc_FSo/StEV-nCtwLI/AAAAAAAAAGA/yqP1iSPXmLY/s1600-h/10102009355.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/StEV-nCtwLI/AAAAAAAAAGA/yqP1iSPXmLY/s320/10102009355.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_0jNAagc_FSo/StEWBzTnNRI/AAAAAAAAAGI/zwGhQ3hMmbc/s1600-h/10102009357.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/StEWBzTnNRI/AAAAAAAAAGI/zwGhQ3hMmbc/s320/10102009357.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;1) Sister 2) Me, both of us watching a volleyball game at her middle school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/6319210024686251503-5883930106888477932?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/5883930106888477932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/5883930106888477932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/5883930106888477932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/why.html' title='---Why..'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/StEV-nCtwLI/AAAAAAAAAGA/yqP1iSPXmLY/s72-c/10102009355.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-4823107081437326150</id><published>2009-10-09T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T23:12:42.555-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='two pictures a day of my life drama rama queen louise deng'/><title type='text'>---I am```</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;```appauled. No, I'm &lt;strong&gt;frustrated.&lt;/strong&gt; Don't waste your time spreading my ideas around. Try spreading YOUR OWN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I'll give you $20,000 for therapy.." &lt;/em&gt;haha one of my favorite lines from the show &lt;u&gt;Sharktank&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I totally bombed my precal test. Goodthing we got our homework passes!! I'm starting to stay on track in APES. Different surroundings and different people at my table is what helped :D. As I am typing this, I am HELLA tired. But I still have to type in my &lt;em&gt;OneNote Journal&lt;/em&gt;. Bleeh, I'm forcing myself to do that oone cause that's like my stress reliever. I relive all the moments I go through in a day and type it all out, by the time I'm done--I feel good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;We don't talk about anything other than school. Until you start talking to me about ANYTHING OTHER THAN SCHOOL, there is no way I can go on like this (lol sounds so overdrastic!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I've come up with a conclusion and a diagnosis for our situation: "&lt;em&gt;I don't have enough drama for you. You live off people who have drama-full lives and I &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ffe599;"&gt;do not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;want to be a part of that." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/_0jNAagc_FSo/StAk4q9HLmI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0WddaHgPqRo/s1600-h/10032009317.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/StAk4q9HLmI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0WddaHgPqRo/s320/10032009317.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/StAk_spD7_I/AAAAAAAAAF4/qBXo4kF70J0/s1600-h/10072009344.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/StAk_spD7_I/AAAAAAAAAF4/qBXo4kF70J0/s320/10072009344.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;1) yuum! my dow sah bow cellphone keychain! Smells exactly like a freshbaked one! Makes me want to eat it! Even though I don't even like them in reality..(x 2) Homeroom! Candice was playing with my phonee and yeaah moded for suree, ughh disregard my arm please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/6319210024686251503-4823107081437326150?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/4823107081437326150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/4823107081437326150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/4823107081437326150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am_09.html' title='---I am```'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/StAk4q9HLmI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0WddaHgPqRo/s72-c/10032009317.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-8436756865715513637</id><published>2009-10-08T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T17:21:56.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>--I'ma tell...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;---&lt;em&gt;you one more time; just one time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;"You're pretty emotional &amp;amp; people in your surrounding are aware of that. Don't open your heart to &lt;u&gt;everyone, &lt;/u&gt;select your friends &lt;strong&gt;very &lt;/strong&gt;carefully and only trust people that &lt;strong&gt;truly &lt;/strong&gt;love you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Avoid people that take advantage of you. There are people that &lt;/em&gt;try &lt;em&gt;to restrict your success @ work and in life. Don't share your privacy with everybody." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I talked to you for the First time in a&amp;nbsp; l o n g&amp;nbsp; time. Hopefully you remember this time around! You should get the feeling that I'm tired of talking about the same old things we've Been talking about for a year now. I don't have a problem with this. In fact, this causes Less problems. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Songs to listen to: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Doesn't Everybody Want to Fall in Love? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Whatcha Say? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;-One Less &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lonely Girl. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;You honestly don't know what's in my heart, You really can't stop me. I'm not as innocent as I seem. Everyone has another face they don't show you. You think I don't know enough. But you'll see that you're wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hmm, today was good! I took the buss home with Amy and Thuy! Amy's party on Sunday! Helllla last minute, girrl! Haha I don't know what to even get her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I needa get the class tshirt cause I am way too lazy to design my own this year..ughhhh. lol genericc much. That's about it for now! Here's some pictures--I felt uber comfy today.&lt;/span&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/_0jNAagc_FSo/Ss59yI-wVEI/AAAAAAAAAFY/QdSammdYEZw/s1600-h/10082009351.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Ss59yI-wVEI/AAAAAAAAAFY/QdSammdYEZw/s320/10082009351.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Ss591XVrXNI/AAAAAAAAAFg/_V1hZdjxixs/s1600-h/10082009352.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Ss591XVrXNI/AAAAAAAAAFg/_V1hZdjxixs/s320/10082009352.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Ss594t3D2TI/AAAAAAAAAFo/CbUu9-xP2A8/s1600-h/10082009353.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Ss594t3D2TI/AAAAAAAAAFo/CbUu9-xP2A8/s320/10082009353.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;1) (Sorry for the quality!!--took these through my phone..usually the pictures on here are cause I'm too lazy to use my cameraa (x ) Smile through it all, always have--always will. 2) I loove inverted-French braids! Mommy said I did a good job today--lolol 3) OOTD : Chunky knit hooded sweater, sheer grey knit-kimono style, AE skinny jeans, basic white tee, chestnut Uggs, &amp;amp; REALLY pretty blue Swarovski necklace (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/6319210024686251503-8436756865715513637?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/8436756865715513637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/ima-tell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/8436756865715513637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/8436756865715513637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/ima-tell.html' title='--I&apos;ma tell...'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Ss59yI-wVEI/AAAAAAAAAFY/QdSammdYEZw/s72-c/10082009351.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-9069781314180497421</id><published>2009-10-07T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T19:09:11.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>---I achieved``</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;```What you thought I couldn't.&amp;nbsp; Everyone came back to the courtyards today. Now you know..it sucks when youre hanging around the ordinary people who you see everyday. However--I am totally open; I make friends with just about every group possible. Honestly, it's no fun to just stay with one group. I'd get bored :X Not saying that the group whom I usually hang out with are 'boring'! It's just I like to be 'widely-spread'?! rofl.that sounds weird. We simply just don't know Enough of each other after &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; this time. This is why these incidents happen ALL the time. You believe youre tradition. You believe youre so hierachy--well WAKE UP CALL* YOURE N O T! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I gotta admit, I play my life through like a movie in my head. It's pretty weird. Like everything that happens seems so well thought or planned. Like today for instance, I was in English class and the semi-chopped down tree came in. I didnt notice this because I was explaining to my peer that he should *keep his hands to himself* and then my girls at my table starrted calling my name, I turn around and BAM there he is. He asked me what class this was and I told him English once, couldn't hear me so then some other people joined in with me and said English!. -__- people just won't let us have our moments. aaiii. So yeah according to A &amp;amp; C* you were staring at me the entire time when you were there. Hm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Just ordered my bag (: It's called the "Princess" bag. Hahha. Funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I want to finish all my hw tonightt!! So I won't have any for tomorrow. hehe. Justin Bieber almost sounds like a girl in his songs..but I still like them. &lt;em&gt;Listen to: One Time &amp;amp; One Less Lonely Girl &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Ss1F2-9_BGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/_biGZwObCDQ/s1600-h/09062009103.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Ss1F2-9_BGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/_biGZwObCDQ/s320/09062009103.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_0jNAagc_FSo/Ss1F_55XHQI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/bkxbn9k0FRU/s1600-h/09102009127.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Ss1F_55XHQI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/bkxbn9k0FRU/s320/09102009127.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1) Sister &amp;amp; I @ restaurant (: 2) My dog likes cats.. -___-&lt;/em&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/6319210024686251503-9069781314180497421?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/9069781314180497421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-achieved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/9069781314180497421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/9069781314180497421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-achieved.html' title='---I achieved``'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Ss1F2-9_BGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/_biGZwObCDQ/s72-c/09062009103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-7133149276804765727</id><published>2009-10-06T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T19:22:47.598-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karma juicy couture'/><title type='text'>--I am</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;--incredibly reserved; most people translate that to &lt;strong&gt;bitchy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And if I am, then I am. I am not going to change for you just so that you can 'like' me. Life is no fun when everyone admires you &amp;amp; put you up on a pedestal when there's no one to go through that with you. You've honestly transformed into someone I never thought you'd turn into--You &lt;u&gt;evolved&lt;/u&gt; into one of those girls who think that if you hang out with the 'badass' kids, then you are instantly famous.You use &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt; as the target of your jokes when they're not even funny..I'M not even funny. How does that make any sense to what youre trying to say when the two topics don't relate?! I wish you'd read this. I do. But seriously..I haven't heard you say the words 'best friend' to me in the longest time. I thought we'd be one of those friendships which would make it onto the "Friend who I met in Freshmen year, turned BESTfriend" section in the yearbook. It made me feel so sad when I knew if I asked you, you'd be awkward about it. Honestly, you know how I feel--in fact--you know me better than ANYONE else in this school. I wish I could talk to you about it, but I know that'd make you upset and I don't want to anger you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Enough enough..haha its always friendship and worries that take up my blogspace!! &amp;gt; &amp;lt; not good! But anyways, today the tree COMPLETELY walked by me and didn't say a word. I know he saw me.. which makes it bizarre but that doesn't matter caause--THE TREE HAS BEEN CHOP DOWN. yeah. I returned my other costume cause it looked kinda slutty and semi-racist...D: &amp;amp; I ended up coming out with a BETTER costume, something I'm comfy in and my two other friends--Amy&amp;amp;Thuy will be with me. I'm glad all our &lt;strike&gt;dresses &lt;/strike&gt;(&lt;em&gt;oops! gave you a hint!) &lt;/em&gt;costumes match and none of them overpower the other two. (x Ill give you a bigger hint..our costume involves gladiator sandals. BIG ENOUGH HINT YEAH?! haha I think you get the picture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I don't think I should've helped her, but I did--it's for a good cause which isn't beneficial to me in any way shape or form. But, this'll be the first&amp;amp;last time. There won't be a next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I admire all those girls who don't care when friends talk about them, even when they are RIGHT NEXT TO THEM. I was holding it in so hard today you have no idea. It was crazy. I don't think I did anything to deserve it..honestly; just cause Maybe..just MAYBE cause I didn't lend homework or something. In fact, as of today--no one is allowed to copy my homework. Do your own work. That's your grade. THIS is mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ohyeah, and for all you people who think that 'Karma' is an &lt;em&gt;instant&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; thing. Here's my definition: karma is a result of an outcome. The result is &lt;strong&gt;SELF-REFLECTIVE &lt;/strong&gt;. It is never a physical thing--like a bad test score or being scolded by the teacher.. It's like having a bad day and well..you'd get the feeling!! Karma=Self reflective; meaning no one else can see it. Only you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Gosh I talked a lot...haha thanks for hearing me vent out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-small;"&gt;PS: I've finally found that JuicyCouture bag I've been after. I've been looking for it since 2006 O.o..yeah i know. I really liked it cause my favorite Chinese teacher had it. She always talked about all her glory days as a model and whatever and she always said that bought things which no one else seemed to have (and then ended up getting...) She's truly my role model. (My mom is my idol.) I probably won't ever see her again since I graduated already, but for some reason I feel that if I buy this bag--it'll have some memory of her LOL..yeah so I think i'll run up to safeway tmrw &amp;amp; get a visagift and then buy it (x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-7133149276804765727?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/7133149276804765727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/7133149276804765727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/7133149276804765727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am.html' title='--I am'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-2722611119942938751</id><published>2009-10-05T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T18:53:07.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>--I know..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;..you think youre the greatest, buut let me break it to you; you're NOT. Everytime I compliment someone else, you seem to always find something to put DOWN about them. Everytime I do something--you say that you WERE going to do that something..well enough of talking--talking is a waste--why not follow through on what you were saying and JUST DO IT?! You honestly need the support of others around you in order to keep you together. That's not the way to live--cause when people Aren't around you and theyre against you```you can't just fall apart. You have to be collected. I'm not trying to tell you how to live your life. I'm trying to &lt;em&gt;prepare&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; you for it cause baby--trust me; I've seen all the good and the bad about life. And most of it consists of the bad. But I've learned that you can turn that all around.I have always believed that you enjoyed taunting me; believing that youre more superior--you HONESTLY think I fear you?! Please. Give me a break. Sorrya bout all the venting (x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SsqiNyYzosI/AAAAAAAAAFA/7dP9gn2wGqA/s1600-h/10052009341.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SsqiNyYzosI/AAAAAAAAAFA/7dP9gn2wGqA/s320/10052009341.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;1) (x my mom and I went to the Spirit Halloween store to get my costume. haha my costume is Pretty unique. I'll give you a 'hint'~~It's white and it doesn't look TOO slutty rofl. She hella wanted me to get this one -___- but the shirt was like a mid-driff. Noo thanks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/6319210024686251503-2722611119942938751?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/2722611119942938751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/2722611119942938751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/2722611119942938751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-know.html' title='--I know..'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SsqiNyYzosI/AAAAAAAAAFA/7dP9gn2wGqA/s72-c/10052009341.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-5235926892032796892</id><published>2009-10-04T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T18:03:54.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>---I liked..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;...my horoscope today: "&lt;em&gt;Lonely people, love will knock on your door. all you need is to open your feelings for this love as a very happy relationship is waiting for you. To love and to be loved is your right as well." &lt;/em&gt;I only hope that this is true (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Nothiing much happened today--I'll end this post with some picchaas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SslDr87dtNI/AAAAAAAAAE4/dy_seknW4uw/s1600-h/10042009332.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SslDr87dtNI/AAAAAAAAAE4/dy_seknW4uw/s320/10042009332.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SslDJXsL0II/AAAAAAAAAEw/5oBVc5-sWuY/s1600-h/10042009339.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SslDJXsL0II/AAAAAAAAAEw/5oBVc5-sWuY/s320/10042009339.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;1) @ my violin teacher's house (: Watching E News since all the other channels were messed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;2) @ violin teacher's house BUT in the bathroom Lol~I really like that top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Fact: I didn't wear mascara all weekend (: &amp;amp; that's just about the only makeup I wear. Everyone always thinks I wear foundation...I only cover like a spot or some red/pink areas with Powder or tinted moistrizer, but NEVER liquid foundation. Just to clear the air. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-5235926892032796892?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/5235926892032796892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-liked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/5235926892032796892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/5235926892032796892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-liked.html' title='---I liked..'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SslDr87dtNI/AAAAAAAAAE4/dy_seknW4uw/s72-c/10042009332.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-920944910078262575</id><published>2009-10-03T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T16:51:59.581-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gucci love'/><title type='text'>I have a love---</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Ssfiv0HybdI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ciUDfvAnFLc/s1600-h/7616_308564905456_693400456_9158039_6920283_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Ssfiv0HybdI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ciUDfvAnFLc/s320/7616_308564905456_693400456_9158039_6920283_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Ssfi0C8HWfI/AAAAAAAAAEg/jf7Bsc3PX1w/s1600-h/10430_152230668192_567883192_2713818_4471088_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Ssfi0C8HWfI/AAAAAAAAAEg/jf7Bsc3PX1w/s320/10430_152230668192_567883192_2713818_4471088_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Ssfi2gz9GEI/AAAAAAAAAEo/QqxD3VeI1Hs/s1600-h/7616_308567725456_693400456_9158096_7292425_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Ssfi2gz9GEI/AAAAAAAAAEo/QqxD3VeI1Hs/s320/7616_308567725456_693400456_9158096_7292425_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1)eww; lol i look like I have a gap in my teeth or something -__-* Let's just say I wasn't 'ready' (: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2) (: Owens' free day! So he didnt' mind if we had our phones out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;3) Again; except moded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;--&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;-for Gucci, the well known brand.&amp;nbsp;(: Okay--this sounds a bit weird but during my spare time--I like reading about the history of well known, designers. Gucci's history inspired me the most. It was a company started by a man--duh--and he wanted to pass down his business to his three sons. They had a fight and yada yada yada. One of them even used an answering machine to knock the other unconscious O.o. That fight ruined the image of the company and it was told oveer all the tabloids. It was then seen as a trashy store in the airport kinda thing. But after some long and hard work~they managed&amp;nbsp;to still come out as one of the top designer brands in the world. &amp;nbsp;haha; where my dad works there are TWO of them! Which I think is pretty cool (x So yeah!&amp;nbsp;I just finished making a youtube video &amp;amp;my aunt claims she got me more wallets Dx. What am I supposed to do with all of them?! SUNNY but windyy. My computer could Possibly be able to update to Windows7! hooray! Okay--i'll do my hw now. byebye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-920944910078262575?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/920944910078262575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-have-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/920944910078262575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/920944910078262575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-have-love.html' title='I have a love---'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/Ssfiv0HybdI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ciUDfvAnFLc/s72-c/7616_308564905456_693400456_9158039_6920283_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-5560561868035966165</id><published>2009-10-02T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T22:13:27.743-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nail design alice in wonderland cobra starship hot mess'/><title type='text'>---I don't think</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;you shoould get &lt;strong&gt;too&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;involved in others' personal lives--whether he/she be your friend. I think this because No one wants their personal life exposed to others. I know you wouldn't want that. Why would you even talk about it? In front of everyone?! That's bizarre. and I'll never understand why you did it. If you want to do all that--talk about it in a &lt;em&gt;private&lt;/em&gt; area. You think I'm dumb--and I am Most definitely not. Like you actually think youre sneaky?! &lt;strong&gt;please&lt;/strong&gt; save it. I know that sounds a bit mean, but really--it makes me feel so &lt;strong&gt;un&lt;/strong&gt;comfortable sitting in a classroom next to people who just talk and talk about people's Personal lives in front of complete strangers! alkjdfad;a!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So yeah--today a guy friend of mine told me I smelled good &amp;amp; that made my day for some ODD reason lol. People make my day by saying the littlest things. For some reason;;;;;;;; I don't feel that connection we had anymore O.o hmm I like drinking tea with the tea leaves and then looking at the remaining leaves to see my 'future' I know it's not true but its fun! I've been eating to much D: my body doesn't take it well cause I got the gene of having a not as fast metabolism..): but then like my sister, I hope my metabolism will speed up in college. I had&amp;nbsp;FOUR TESTS in a row today--like what the heck! my teachers love squeezing in as much as they can into one grading period -__- ugh. No work for the next 3 weeks! HOORAY! &amp;nbsp;ROFL this post is super boring/out of the blue! sorry for that. Anyways~I'll finish off with some pictures and um yeah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SsbadUTiJcI/AAAAAAAAAEA/LuZaXdOn5AU/s1600-h/10022009313.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SsbadUTiJcI/AAAAAAAAAEA/LuZaXdOn5AU/s320/10022009313.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;October 2nd @SYO--I wish I took a closer pic of my jacket!! Loves it! (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SsbaVim6rSI/AAAAAAAAAD4/uZAmf9sLa1Q/s1600-h/10022009306.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SsbaVim6rSI/AAAAAAAAAD4/uZAmf9sLa1Q/s320/10022009306.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;October 2nd, in Owens 5th--with a SUB!!&lt;/em&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/_0jNAagc_FSo/SsbcIUeJxjI/AAAAAAAAAEI/wapUDMXXOIs/s1600-h/10012009302.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SsbcIUeJxjI/AAAAAAAAAEI/wapUDMXXOIs/s320/10012009302.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;October 1st, on my way out from workplace to get check--and I bumped into this..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SsbcW2CEDkI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/3wwmt0ZShmk/s1600-h/10022009314.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SsbcW2CEDkI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/3wwmt0ZShmk/s320/10022009314.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1st week of October--(if it doesn't chip...-__-)~Inspired by Alice in Wonderland~notice the baby hue on the colors (x; my friend thinks the look like the 'ghetto' nails on the cover of Cobra Starship's Hot Mess. &lt;/em&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/6319210024686251503-5560561868035966165?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/5560561868035966165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-dont-think.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/5560561868035966165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/5560561868035966165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-dont-think.html' title='---I don&apos;t think'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SsbadUTiJcI/AAAAAAAAAEA/LuZaXdOn5AU/s72-c/10022009313.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-7314910342427046543</id><published>2009-10-01T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T17:23:31.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>---Nothing lasts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SsVHFCQ9JmI/AAAAAAAAADw/cKcgpbo_0NM/s1600-h/09302009298.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SsVHFCQ9JmI/AAAAAAAAADw/cKcgpbo_0NM/s320/09302009298.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_0jNAagc_FSo/SsVG--L8qXI/AAAAAAAAADo/szPpfPjMaFI/s1600-h/10430_152230673192_567883192_2713819_581325_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SsVG--L8qXI/AAAAAAAAADo/szPpfPjMaFI/s320/10430_152230673192_567883192_2713819_581325_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1) took a picture off of Marcus's Nikon CoolPix from my phone; quality isn't THAT great 2) Haha freetime in owens so I'm texting away (x&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;...Well--at least not in my world. Clearly, God is either holding off the Best of the best for me OR I'm just not looking hard enough. If it's that OTHER person--no I am not willing to accept. I feel so alone in this category because there are the people who already have one or the ones who don't care AT ALL. I am both. I just can't find anyone on this middleground. I know I shouldn't worry but sometimes it's all I can do. This is CLOSED week--the last week of the grading period. I should be trying hella hard. I know I can't force you to like me back but youre the cruel one--you know; and yet you just keep making me want this fantasy even more. This whole week I've been focusing on getting over you. You and youre dumb little tactics. You just want me cause I can achieve what you can't. You want me to&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;handover&lt;/em&gt; what I have so painstakingly earned. Well I can tell you right now that that's never going to happen. EVER in a million years. I am sick&lt;strong&gt;+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;tired&lt;/u&gt; of trying to live up to your expectations. It's time for me to live up to my own. Your's--I will never be able to live up to. I'm not turning down a challenge; I am simply leaving it up for someone else to take. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;PS: Everyday, I will post up &lt;em&gt;two &lt;/em&gt;pictures of my life. As in pictures which include me--that just MAY give you a better idea of who I am. (: &amp;amp;Hopefully it will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-7314910342427046543?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/7314910342427046543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/nothing-lasts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/7314910342427046543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/7314910342427046543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/10/nothing-lasts.html' title='---Nothing lasts...'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SsVHFCQ9JmI/AAAAAAAAADw/cKcgpbo_0NM/s72-c/09302009298.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-425343665464212914</id><published>2009-09-27T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T22:59:59.604-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the honey monkey desperate housewives sunday barbie'/><title type='text'>---I had a secret...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;..collection of Barbie dolls/dolls in general till I was like in 6th grade. For some reason, I just really liked them. I didn't play with them, but I saw them as a character with the &lt;em&gt;flawless&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;life &amp;amp; I guess that's what they're supposed to portray. I know..that's pretty sad Buut, it's really the honest truth. During the period of my 'Barbie' phase, I was in a ballet class. I was the ONLY girl who couldn't do the splits. Every other girl could. And I was always embarassed cause the teacher would put me on my own wall cause I couldn't do it. Which meant I was separated away from my friends. Ah, haha kinda sad how I still remember all this so clearly. Although I liked the doll, I didn't like the Barbie backpacks or whatever. I wouldn't carry the brand--if you know what I mean. Cause that's just..childish. In my time with Barbie, I would plan out the PERFECT life, she would have an effortless job which came with a huge salary. She enjoyed her job so much. She had the perfect boyfriend, house, family, etc. I guess that's why they invented Barbie--to help girls make believe that they could achieve this flawless life. But, the only thing that Barbie can't do is feel. It also makes girls think that they won't experience any pain. Which would explain why I always cry when I am being yelled @ by someone superior than me. It's like a feeling that you've never felt before. Everytime I get yelled at, (which I haven't been in a while..), I get the strangest feeling. I can't even describe it. haha no point in even trying to explain it cause no one would read it and if someone did--chances are he/she can't understand it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'll get back to hw (: Desperate housewives was GOOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-425343665464212914?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/425343665464212914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-had-secret.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/425343665464212914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/425343665464212914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-had-secret.html' title='---I had a secret...'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-1454186686437582973</id><published>2009-09-24T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T18:40:09.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>---I miss..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;.How everything just changed this year. Yeah, at times it feels as though it was the best thing in the world, but I don't feel that way. What do I get out of this?! One silly event? I'm known for doing things that don't bring any self-benefit to...just like today! Like wtf! I should've just left but I stayed like your b$tch, then I left cause I just couldn't take standing there waiting for you as you were playing around. I mean..I'm not your wife or your mom. That's their job. Yeah, I get irritated, but you know what? I put up with you for some C R A Z Y reason. I think it's time that I put a break on things again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I have SO many projects due tomorrow..it's not even funny. So I just should go and do that cause I have to webcam w/BabyVee about that tonight @9 (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-1454186686437582973?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/1454186686437582973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-miss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/1454186686437582973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/1454186686437582973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-miss.html' title='---I miss..'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-5110653364722875058</id><published>2009-09-23T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T17:51:53.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>---I ate...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Chips today...-__- I NEVER eat them. Like really. Remember how I told you I had a sore throat? well, spicy food is supposed to help solve it. Don't wanna explain how cause it's pretty nasty. So yeah, I ate it and surprisingly I felt SO much better! I ate hot cheetos. And now I feel fat. I really don't take junk food well; my body doesn't..So yeah, This weather is getting the best out of all of us. Making us think it'll be 'sunny' and then it turns out to be half the expected temperature. Like W T EF. Whateverr, I can deal with it. So I've gone past 110+ youtube subscribers and I think it's time for a contest! I just have to think of something goood. Eh, schoolloop is pissing me off cause it says that I got a &lt;strong&gt;zero&lt;/strong&gt; on one of my assignments, dragging my grade from an A to a B mthaeffing +. ALJDFA;DLFJALKDFJ!!!!! Like a dork that I am, I emailed my teacher regarding that. I should get started on my timeline noww. Tatah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-5110653364722875058?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/5110653364722875058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-ate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/5110653364722875058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/5110653364722875058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-ate.html' title='---I ate...'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-3550618985852521925</id><published>2009-09-22T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T19:17:12.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>---my mom thinks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;...I've gotten "too" pale. G r e a t. One day I'm too tan, the next I'm too pale. WTEFF. Alright, I got A's and A+'s (I know!! I was ecstatic!) in THREE out of my 7 classes...I NEED TO GET GOOD MARKS IN MY OTHER 4 CLASSES. NEED NEED NEED to. aljdfjaldjfalkfdsja;lfdsj! Okay, yeah that's all I wanted to say (: THe stress is getting to me. BUT, I had a good day (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-3550618985852521925?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/3550618985852521925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-mom-thinks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/3550618985852521925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/3550618985852521925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-mom-thinks.html' title='---my mom thinks...'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-2947908973649906783</id><published>2009-09-21T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T17:51:12.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>---my throat..</title><content type='html'>..&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;is killing me! ALDJA! so my friend..she's sick and like she thought she could get rid of the stuffiness in her nose by SNIFFING my chapstick.. EWWWWUH! that's disgusting..I was like uhm really?! Like no affense but chapstick is like a V E R Y personal item to me. like i wouldn't let anyone borrow it cause you know..that's gross. So yeah. I'm drinking a lot of tea with honey. My head was pounding throughout the day. AGAIN, stupid weather lied! So cold, and ugh. I don't even wanna explain it :X I wanted to do a youtube video with my camera for BETTER quality but I needa charge up the battery first. So if time permits, I will do one! I got some new songs which I LOOVE! blah. I have a lot of stuff which I need to show you guys cause a couple of girls are asking me about stuff I got recently..-__- lol that's a BIT hard! But I'll do my best tehe. Soo I got my math test back..no comment there! I wonderr what my mom is making for dinner O.o I should take a shower and do my homework now (: I KNOW IT'S NOT ME, which is why I'm so relaxed. I found out who it was and that suucks. Not worth it. So like I agree, my friend told me to stop for a while--which is sooo reasonable cause if I kept doing that, I would seem like some stalkerr..-__- no thanks. So I will stop for now. For AT LEAST 3 days. It's gonna be hard--for you. Cause Im already too used to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-2947908973649906783?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/2947908973649906783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-throat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/2947908973649906783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/2947908973649906783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-throat.html' title='---my throat..'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-7264185640226154714</id><published>2009-09-20T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T23:36:26.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>---ohh you make me smile..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;---I am beginning to think that this is all truly a BIG BIG BIG fat lie. Like it seems as though you do that to EVERYONE. No affense but &lt;em&gt;it takes a bit of asking around&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;to get to know the real truth. Like it all makes sense. I have HELLA homework and I have no idea why the eff I'm heree buut here i am! So like if that girl on youtube makes just ONE more comment or whatever or starts anything with anyone else who seems to be enjoying my videos, then I am going to block her. I am trying to avoid conflict on my channel..(: There's this one girl, who I went to preschool with, in my english class. And I feel like she's always glaring at me or staring at me. You know..Not that I'm looking @ her, but I can feel it--I'm sure EVERYONE has felt that before. And that's how it felt...kinda awkward. Like I can't NOT look @ my friend cause then I'd look right into her eyes -_- help please...Hm hopefully this will all get cleared up. There's only TWO MORE WEEKS STARTING TMRW OF THIS GRADING PERIOD LEFT---I don't have time for anyone else, esp you (if that even applys...not sure lol..) and all this you bring along with you! Leave it! I don't even SEE you so whats the point again?! There isn't one...Learn to learn, Learn to give, Learn to FORgive, Learn to hold on to nothing because it may not be there when the sun's up. God didn't give us promises. So don't waste your time! Ha..I'm such a hypocrite cause I'm sitting here blogging AND wasting time. Almost done with homework. Gosh, I really hope it's not me--but do tell me if it is! Cause then..I'll stop. I feel like I have to show a facade to some people..trying not to but its just cause some people annoy me so much that I don't want to give too much of my self away..if that makes sense. ACTUALLY, I take that back! I don't think its me cause like...I mean the database proves it. Like the counter thing? Yeah. ITS NOT! (: I'm happy then. Stress offf, big weight off my broad shoulders. Umm. WTEFF is with the weather?! This is the reason why everyone's getting s i c k. Ualkdjfa!! I don't want to get any tanner..ohwell! Ima keep wearing jeans anyways and maybe I'll be crazy again and wear a longsleeve (: tehe its an idea, not a plan. SHOW YOURSELF. Don't play hide and seek.Honestly, I've come to learn that you can NOT judge a person off a blog post. Cause then in person...you find yourself with a completely Different person. True to everyone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-7264185640226154714?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/7264185640226154714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/09/ohh-you-make-me-smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/7264185640226154714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/7264185640226154714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/09/ohh-you-make-me-smile.html' title='---ohh you make me smile..'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-1626284870727269479</id><published>2009-09-19T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T20:00:41.865-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping for no good reason nubi grand opening san francisco'/><title type='text'>---100+subscribers on Youtube!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;--&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Love you guys!!! (: I don't think I have much to say or rather show, but it seems that many people find&amp;nbsp;my videos&amp;nbsp;interesting hahaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;So like I FINALLY found the character's costume which I want to be for Halloween...but its all the way in Serramonte. The spirit store doesn't have it ): and I had a 20% off for it ha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Today, I saw HELLA people. Not going to name all of them, but I saw all of them @Nubi! Waited like 30 more minutes to get the t-shirt. lol i know i know..not worth it. I got a Medium...hella big, all those tiny kids wanted a small. WTEFF?! Ha so me and my sister combined got over 25oz just for a little over $4! Then we went to Ross and I got a pair of SUPER SUPER CUTE cheetah printed flats. I'll have to show you guys over youtube or something. And a sweater! I wanted some other thingss BUUT, I can get them another time (: They sell coach shoes noww -__- and they have Jimmy Choo sunglasses and coach watches. But they didn't look that great so I didn't spend time to look at it. They also have CHI shampoo and conditioner but were for colortreated hair; which I don't have. Hmm, I really thinking about getting that red/cheetah hooodie and maybe that bcbg dress? Maybe not. I have a feeling it won't look too good on. You know what I mean? I'll have to wait on that video cause I want to like put ALL the stuff I recently got in there just in case if I make the video and then for example, I go shopping again the next day..that would suckk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Well yeah that's about it! ttyl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-1626284870727269479?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/1626284870727269479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/09/100subscribers-on-youtube.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/1626284870727269479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/1626284870727269479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/09/100subscribers-on-youtube.html' title='---100+subscribers on Youtube!!'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-344393665014963365</id><published>2009-09-17T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T21:47:48.393-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='owl city fireflies'/><title type='text'>---I'd like to make myself believe..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;...that planet earth turned slow-ly. Life passes me by too quickly. I AM STUCK ON APES, I really don't know how to do this half-life crap. WHO MADE THIS STUFF UPPP???!!! Ugh, I'm dying from all this bucketload of homework. This is bizarre. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Y o u , are one big control freak! If you don't want the work, leave it to someone else to do. Yet you still want power over everything. I cannot stand to be critiqued--I mean like over little things..like typing?! Really? You laugh at my careless mistakes when I don't even laugh at your BIG ones.&amp;nbsp;I don't think youre that great, you know you aren't either so don't make yourself appear more than you really are. You're not the king--youre most definitely not the President, which is why I am still questioning myself--WHY AM I SPENDING TIME TO EVEN &lt;strong&gt;TYPE&lt;/strong&gt; ABOUT YOU?! I'm sorry this is harsh, but this is how I feel. Just because I don't say anything or I don't show emotion to my face (pretty good @ that...) doesn't mean I don't 'FEEL'. Watch me, tomorrow I'ma the BOSSB*TCH** &amp;amp; youre going to wish you kept your big mouth shut all that time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So enough about that bagholepipeblob. Lets focus on how today was so darn HOT! And yet I wore a hoodie -__-. Haha my partners and I in Finance were whoring it up on the webcam. They're on facebook! Cause I"m too lazy to uplload them onto here. Sorry! I still have quite a few things to do, so I will step out noww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;BYEBYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-344393665014963365?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/344393665014963365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/09/id-like-to-make-myself-believe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/344393665014963365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/344393665014963365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/09/id-like-to-make-myself-believe.html' title='---I&apos;d like to make myself believe..'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-7588684945197503265</id><published>2009-09-16T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T17:50:33.083-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tree hugger'/><title type='text'>---I think you know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;---because you are a smart &lt;strike&gt;fella&lt;/strike&gt; TREE.haha most of you are probably like WTEFF..A TREE?! yeah a tree! The tree probably knows that I....him. Well yeah, I think so. But maybe not! Maybe he's trying to get me to say itt BUUT the whole world knows that I would n e v e r do such a thing! (: I just don't..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;My school day was gooood! haha, I got my id...and I always think my id looks RETARDED &amp;amp; then I get my pictures and I'm like "Theyre actually better than the id..." cause they really are...Whatever thouugh!! THANK Y O U, _ _ _ _ _! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So in the morning it was cold, and then as we were eating lunch it started warming upp, stupid jackett. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I need to take a shower, memorize an essay cause I have to recite it @7:31 in the morning..when school starts @8. I do NOT intend to be early for Health cause that's just wrong. Do all my homework tonight so I'll have NADA for tomorrow, smart huh? JOKE. I'll post more laater! bye bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-7588684945197503265?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/7588684945197503265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-think-you-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/7588684945197503265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/7588684945197503265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-think-you-know.html' title='---I think you know.'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-4294775621648523611</id><published>2009-09-14T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T19:33:21.814-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='owl city'/><title type='text'>---I HAVE GREAT NEWS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;--you know that song they sing in the wizard of oz?! "the wicked witch is dead..." haha well not really. I just found out that my boss's mother will no longer be working on Saturdays with me...I don't know if I should be HAPPy or sad cause like she trained me for all this...and now she's leaving. And then she was a beezy. But I deserved it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Anwayss...school! School was amazing today. It was a good day. I hope that there will be more school days like this. Ahck; sorry my life is so boring to listen to. Summer was a whole lot more interesting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;OH! there is one thing! I think I'm getting my halloween costume this weekend--trust me, it's gonna be a good one. (: haha I've been listening to a lot of Owl City lately. 'Fuzzy Blue Lights' is a favorite already. Oh and my Ingrid Michaelson---Maybe. hehe I'm into that kind of music..it's like really sad and poppy so it's like in every sad story there should be a happy ending. That's how it makes me feel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I cry a lot in my sleep. I think its because I suffer in my dreams...and that's not good. God has been good to me and has answered my prayers &amp;amp; helped me find inner peace within myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;SYO is starting this friday! hooraah okay this is like jading. I think I will update my layoutt byebye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-4294775621648523611?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/4294775621648523611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-have-great-news.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/4294775621648523611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/4294775621648523611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-have-great-news.html' title='---I HAVE GREAT NEWS.'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-7428894801440217298</id><published>2009-09-13T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T12:36:48.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>---I was on the verge..</title><content type='html'>...of being fired. You think that you know someone or something but in the end it becomes something so big, that no one will forget or be willing to forgive. After what just happened i feel like shes just waiting for me to mess up again to give her another reason why im not capable? You know you just start this drama cause you want, i mean if you wanted to fire me i know you wouldve but guess what doll?! Yuh cant cause its not your name on the sign outside the door. Boohoo. You wouldn't want to fire me cause A. You dont want to work saturdays B. Everyone wants me to stay, NOT you C. I am fully capable on the computer  shoot i was the one who taught you how to create a password for the computer.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-7428894801440217298?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/7428894801440217298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-was-on-verge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/7428894801440217298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/7428894801440217298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-was-on-verge.html' title='---I was on the verge..'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-7608919449089194311</id><published>2009-09-12T15:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T15:16:49.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>--I got played..</title><content type='html'>..by my co-worker..&lt;br /&gt;So i never realised that the computer 'backup' system was also a 'stalker-esque' system as well.. She found out that i checked my email there and confronted me about it, and like a baby i wanted to cry. But i just apologised and promised it would never ever happen again..cause it really wont thanks to internet on phone! Haha she just didn't like me using it for personal usage. &lt;br /&gt;ona brighter note the spirit halloween store is opening this week! The gym in there were like setting up and were talking to me in a dont leave yet' way. kinda freaky but im excited for halloween! &lt;br /&gt;After halloween the holidays are going start coming along like crazy. This has got to be my favourite time of  year. Loves it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept through the thunder and lightning. Its no wonder why my dog didn't want to sleep last night. I did however see lighting and heard the thunder this morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My english tutor thinks that writing in a blog will help me open up ideas while i write actual essays..and i think its working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poop its only 3:14 pm ive got like a hour and a half left to go @work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I planned out what im going to wear on picture day already. I owe youtube subscribers a video. And ive got homework to do. A bottle to order. This weekend is going to be a short one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-7608919449089194311?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/7608919449089194311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-got-played.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/7608919449089194311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/7608919449089194311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-got-played.html' title='--I got played..'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-4728059705407552201</id><published>2009-09-11T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T23:02:07.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>--I think I'm``selfish``</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So let me be honest..this week I've been a Total asshole and a pain, and I've been moody. I've been thinking about 'myself' more so than others. Like this week...my selfishness blasted through the roof. For example...I got really irritated and frustrated when people asked me for help and yet I want help from others...and receive it. -__- yeah I know..It was a L O N G week and a busy one as a matter of fact. I had so many quizes and tests and I was just so focused on doing well and studying that I 'forgot' about others. I guess the one thing that makes me irritated and gets me all uptight is the fact that a lot of my classmates--even the ones who aren't in ANY of my classes--expect me to have their homework assignments down for them and what not. I mean "COMEON! you mthaeffing (sorry for the language...) go to school! You were in class at the time!! Shooot.." I would like be really happy to help you if you had a legit. reason----like you weren't at school/class cause you had...a dental appointment?! I don't know..that's just how I feel. Another thing..people ask for "examples" from my work so that they can use it on their OWN work! Like wtf...that's my idea. And then you say my idea as your own to the class. Booo, I dislike that very very muchh. So yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;On the PLUS side! I tried out K's Kitchen on monterey!! hehe I think it was pretty good! Tried some raw spicy tuna and that was my first time eating "raw" seafood--pretty tasty! And then the waitress brought out some free "Fish in Rice Bowl" thing and it was so cool!! The bowl was made from RICE! lolol--my parents say its probably a one time thing cause they don't like how the sushi rolls are like basically a DOLLAR a piece. And I could see that as a ripoff, but Yo they have the Calif rolls wif REAL crab! Shoooot, like that's pretty straightup worth it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Alright--I'm off into trying to convince moms into letting me get a "klean kanteen" to replace my SIGG (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-4728059705407552201?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/4728059705407552201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-think-imselfish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/4728059705407552201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/4728059705407552201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-think-imselfish.html' title='--I think I&apos;m``selfish``'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-7103159152061453903</id><published>2009-09-07T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T22:34:51.624-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peta no fur instyle sweet 16 sunny days'/><title type='text'>the color black is nice!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;lol so today was Jenn's sweet 16th party but in a park (: haha I'll put the pictures up on facebook later...like tomorrow. &amp;amp; thank goodness I decided to go! cause it was such a nice day and I got to see all those middleschool kids again&amp;lt;3 Homeworkkk is a pain!! I'm excited for Halloween though! It's in 54 days or something. (said the website for costumes) And it's on a saturday, but I will still wear my costume on Friday. My legs are hella sore cause after the party I went to Nubi's @sloat with Leslie and her daddy and then I saw Annie&amp;amp;Michael turns out Vee came after!!! ): missed herr. And then mom picked me up and was complaining that I should give 'clearer instructions' and speak clearly on the phone...lol wtf right? so we head to stones cause she wanted me to get a top I bought in a different color..she doesn't like me wearing black for some reason. So yeah I try on the other colors and they all looked like APRONS on me...-___- not what I was going for and she laughed when I tried those other hideous colors on. So then we head to another store and I finally found my fleece motojacket hoooray! And of course it's in black...and she starts complaining. We found some other cute stuff too like this belt and this really flowy top and she bargained a top down in STONESTOWN. Like who does that?! But there was a defect on it and she could fix it so she got it. And then yeah we headed out to ocean and we went to that place called "instyle" and like I found the SOFTEST scarf and it was really cute so I got it (: and then I started "petting" a scarf cause it was so damn soft...turns out it was rabbit fur....ughhafldjalfja;ljflaj!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-7103159152061453903?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/7103159152061453903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/09/color-black-is-nice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/7103159152061453903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/7103159152061453903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/09/color-black-is-nice.html' title='the color black is nice!'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-5841633213530979325</id><published>2009-09-05T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T19:27:24.985-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2 ne 1 i don&apos;t care korean band'/><title type='text'>-I am afraid.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;--That I will miss out on a really good oppurtunity. I'll let it slip and I'll regret it. And then I'll never get that chance again.. I think that's got to be my worst fear. More so than being left behind---I really don't mind. Or being with a spider----the chills will go away. Being in the dark---just close your eyes and you won't be able to tell the difference. Heights---I like being up high anyway. Haha anywaays. I had the most MODED moment this week. Like EVER. So I was doing a powerpoint presentation for finance right? And I stated in my 'things you don't know about me' section that I had 'really good memory'. So after my presentation, this guy *&lt;em&gt;names changed for privacy reasons &lt;/em&gt;asks me "do you remember my name?" During his presentation, he said his father's name was Jason* but his name is really Jerry* so I said "Yeah..Jason" rofl I confused him with his dad's name! Shooot--they're both 2 syllables and start with the same letter. And he was like "Youre close!" AND ON TOP OF THAT; I never talked to him before soo I think that's a good excuse (: I've already applied for two scholarships which don't require you to do anything much except click 'apply'. I baked cookies cause my mom didn't want the dough 'hogging up space' in the fridge so I did and I ate like 2? Yeah two and ate some of the mint chips cause I love those things! And then..I look at them now and they're like all gone almost. Where'd they go?!! Ohwell. Picking out present tomorrow and I'ma get my fleece motojacket finally!! aahahah I'm excited for that. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/denglouise"&gt;Tweet&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"hey playboy it's about time and your time's up. I had to do this for my girls you know. Sometimes you gotta act like you don't care. That's the only way you boys learn. ...I can't ever forgive you for that lipstick on your collar, but now I don't care e e e e e e."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-5841633213530979325?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/5841633213530979325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-afraid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/5841633213530979325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/5841633213530979325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-afraid.html' title='-I am afraid.'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6319210024686251503.post-2828471637218093764</id><published>2009-09-04T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T23:46:32.171-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good girls go bad cobra starship featuring leighton meester'/><title type='text'>-I have started a completely new bloggy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Haha, so today we discovered in finance that the school loop thing is like a STALKER thing. It's pretty darn scary. I got mad because Sultan and Best marked me NOT HERE for block on thursday. I mean seriously...since when have I ever been NOT THERE for class?! Like never unless it's special. I'm really tired but I'll try recapping my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I've been early to Chinese (: but MS YU she blew up! like no joke; she was implying to a lot of kids that they should transfer out..she kept saying "Today is the last day to transfer out"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Health we had a quiz and we have intros next week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Precal: 5/6 I couldn't believe it. I really thought I did some shitty work. Guess not! That's not a 'good grade' to me though..): I know I didn't do too well on today's..I think--contradiction cause I'm allowed to do that on here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;History: Quiz! I did good! cause we went over it on our 'ghetto smart board'. haa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;English: Vocab quiz..12/10! extracredit man&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Finance: more presentations and tweeting and surfing internet Lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;APES: -2 on quiz...D: Couldn't believe it. People who studied for like um 1 hr? Got like 5 wrong...which made me feel so bad cause I spent 3 days and I still got 2 wrong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ohwell! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I went to grandparents's house after tutoring cause sister was being HELLA persistent that she should get gramps sim card and w/e. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SqIH76LODiI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2rolfjOj-OY/s1600-h/09042009064.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SqIH76LODiI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2rolfjOj-OY/s320/09042009064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Rofl he was talking and yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SqIH3JtyMxI/AAAAAAAAAAo/GSYDQOWjaAY/s1600/09042009063.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SqIH3JtyMxI/AAAAAAAAAAo/GSYDQOWjaAY/s320/09042009063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Grandma thought this was a good picture (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SqIH3JtyMxI/AAAAAAAAAAo/GSYDQOWjaAY/s1600-h/09042009063.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SqIHxnzXg8I/AAAAAAAAAAg/eKBJaNPoWuk/s1600-h/09042009062.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SqIHxnzXg8I/AAAAAAAAAAg/eKBJaNPoWuk/s320/09042009062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Phone whore right here. Won't even look up from that shiit. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He make &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strike&gt;them&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strong&gt;us good girls go bad"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6319210024686251503-2828471637218093764?l=dengglouise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/feeds/2828471637218093764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-have-started-completely-new-bloggy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/2828471637218093764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6319210024686251503/posts/default/2828471637218093764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dengglouise.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-have-started-completely-new-bloggy.html' title='-I have started a completely new bloggy.'/><author><name>DengLouise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16601312419057358142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/St-1C0SP7LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EAbNvIG8Szc/S220/DSC03742.JPG+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0jNAagc_FSo/SqIH76LODiI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2rolfjOj-OY/s72-c/09042009064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
