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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death Cab for Cutie'/><title type='text'>Woken from the dream by my own name...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"We were both broken in our own ways&lt;br /&gt;Sifting through the rubble for the wrong things"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So another Valentines Day has passed and here I am, single, but surprisingly happy.&lt;br /&gt;I have gotten to a point where I know what I want and I wont settle for less,&lt;br /&gt;If that means I have to stay single, I'm okay with that.&lt;br /&gt;I have been listening to Death Cab for Cutie's "Underneath the Sycamore" on repeat for the last two days. It is amazing...&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics above as well as the post title are from this very song.&lt;br /&gt;This song just has a subtle message about overcoming things and&lt;br /&gt;recognizing the fact that you may not be heading in the right direction&lt;br /&gt;but you keep on going until you can find the right path&lt;br /&gt;Maybe alone or with the help of someone else.&lt;br /&gt;Truly moving...&lt;br /&gt;Here is some Ear Candy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tNmzXCGFHYI" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Side Note* Happy Valentines Day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-7203639337517490226?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/7203639337517490226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=7203639337517490226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/7203639337517490226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/7203639337517490226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2012/02/woken-from-dream-by-my-own-name.html' title='Woken from the dream by my own name...'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tNmzXCGFHYI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-3483909821102672713</id><published>2012-02-07T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T00:12:25.027-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='astrology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capricorn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><title type='text'>Caps!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;some facts about Capricorns that I find to be true about myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;When in love, a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="https://twitter.com/#%21/search?q=%23Capricorn" title="#Capricorn" class="  twitter-hashtag pretty-link" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;s&gt;#&lt;/s&gt;&lt;b&gt;Capricorn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; will love whole-heartedly even though we may not necessarily show your feelings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Viewing insecurity and fear as weaknesses, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="https://twitter.com/#%21/search?q=%23Capricorns" title="#Capricorns" class="  twitter-hashtag pretty-link" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;s&gt;#&lt;/s&gt;&lt;b&gt;Capricorns&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; attempt to hide such feelings makes it hard for others to get close to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="https://twitter.com/#%21/search?q=%23Capricorn" title="#Capricorn" class="  twitter-hashtag pretty-link" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;s&gt;#&lt;/s&gt;&lt;b&gt;Capricorn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; is always ready to sacrifice for and give to others. They get irritated when you push away their kind heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;If a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="https://twitter.com/#%21/search?q=%23Capricorn" title="#Capricorn" class="  twitter-hashtag pretty-link" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;s&gt;#&lt;/s&gt;&lt;b&gt;Capricorn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; ever suffers from insecurity, you will be the very last to be informed on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="https://twitter.com/#%21/search?q=%23Capricorn" title="#Capricorn" class="  twitter-hashtag pretty-link" rel="nofollow"&gt;It is very hard for a &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="https://twitter.com/#%21/search?q=%23Capricorn" title="#Capricorn" class="  twitter-hashtag pretty-link" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;s&gt;#&lt;/s&gt;&lt;b&gt;Capricorn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; to relax &amp;amp; let our mind rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="https://twitter.com/#%21/search?q=%23Capricorns" title="#Capricorns" class="  twitter-hashtag pretty-link" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;s&gt;#&lt;/s&gt;&lt;b&gt;Capricorns&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; tend to be pessimistic and moody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;If a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="https://twitter.com/#%21/search?q=%23Capricorn" title="#Capricorn" class="  twitter-hashtag pretty-link" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;s&gt;#&lt;/s&gt;&lt;b&gt;Capricorn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; doesn't get their way, they will do their best to make everyone around them miserable through subtle griping and sniping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="https://twitter.com/#%21/search?q=%23Capricorns" title="#Capricorns" class="  twitter-hashtag pretty-link" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;s&gt;#&lt;/s&gt;&lt;b&gt;Capricorns&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; do not like to be dominated, and will not want to make the first move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="https://twitter.com/#%21/search?q=%23Capricorn" title="#Capricorn" class="  twitter-hashtag pretty-link" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;s&gt;#&lt;/s&gt;&lt;b&gt;Capricorn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; = cold &amp;amp; mysterious on the outside but on the inside a Capricorn is warm &amp;amp; mushy &amp;amp; beyond caring..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-3483909821102672713?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/3483909821102672713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=3483909821102672713' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/3483909821102672713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/3483909821102672713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2012/02/caps.html' title='Caps!'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-3378410149526705805</id><published>2012-02-04T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T22:55:34.050-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><title type='text'>While I dance here among the land mines</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lydh9qRgxt1qiz3j8o1_500.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 359px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lydh9qRgxt1qiz3j8o1_500.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;(Cary Grant and Katharine Hepburn Bringing up baby 1938)&lt;/span&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;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I'm feeling impulsive...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;So so tempted to do things that I normal would refrain from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I put up this amazing front and it fools so many people, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;but some people manage to make it past because I allow them too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Sometimes it's so exhausting to keep a smile onto my face and pretend everything is okay so I let it slip and present my thoughts written across my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;But I can't be impulsive, I am refusing to let myself, why you ask...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Every time I have ever been impulsive I usually get rejected or things end up horrible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I have to be so very careful because when I trip and fall the only person who is going to be there to pick up the pieces is me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;So yeah I can take care of myself...  &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/3498211443147209829-3378410149526705805?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/3378410149526705805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=3378410149526705805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/3378410149526705805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/3378410149526705805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2012/02/while-i-dance-here-among-land-mines.html' title='While I dance here among the land mines'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-6325923505162041451</id><published>2012-02-01T21:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T22:49:58.939-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan Gerard Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>My own secret ceremonials...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I have been thinking about the future lately... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Like things I want to do with and teach my future children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;So I wanted to compile a list... before I forgot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Instill the importance of reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I want to read to my children every night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;(I know this is going to sound weird but I've already bought two books for them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Take them to museums and art galleries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I want them to challenge the world around them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;and taking them to these places will help them form and gather their own perspective &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;on the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Midnight dessert picnics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I thought of this idea today, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;On nice spring/summer or fall nights I want to wake them up at midnight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;(on the weekend of course)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;In their pj's we'll go outside with flashlights and have a picnic of cakes and ice cream.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have them tell me all about their day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I don't want to be one of those parents that never takes the time to listen to their child's day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Take them to central park and other amazing parts of NY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I want them to know their city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Build tents and forts with and in general play with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Imagination is something that needs to be nurtured. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I want my kids to have that with them always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do crafts with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Because it's fun... duh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Encourage them to learn a musical instrument or play a sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I want them to learn young the importance and rewards of discipline. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Nowadays I see so many children that have a problem with sharing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I think that's really sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Disappointment's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Not everything is going to go their way, and they are going to have to accept that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I think this will be one of the harder lessons to teach them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I don't want them to crumble when the slightest thing doesn't go their wa&lt;/span&gt;y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm sure they're are other things that I am forgetting, but this list is a good start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I just want to create and environment where they feel loved and cherished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Ive been thinking about the girls names a little more recently, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; my sons name is set (Aidan Gerard, spelling still pending)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; But for a girls name I started falling in love with Eisley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; Originally I liked Daven Hartley or Hartley Daven, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; but Eisley pushed them aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Is it weird that I've thought about this so in depth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Eehh... I guess it's not that weird considering my tendency to over think things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I don't know what the future holds for me but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I don't see the problem with giving myself a little outline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I might not even be able to have kids. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;(graves disease and all)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;But if I do you can bet that they will be loved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&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/3498211443147209829-6325923505162041451?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/6325923505162041451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=6325923505162041451' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/6325923505162041451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/6325923505162041451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-own-secret-ceremonials.html' title='My own secret ceremonials...'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-8433821765652341961</id><published>2012-01-31T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T21:53:11.799-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><title type='text'>I heard your heart beating, you were in the darkness too... So I stayed in the darkness with you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's always late at night when the thoughts that run through my head cave in on me leaving me restless, tired and over thinking...&lt;br /&gt;My brain can be a dangerous place sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;I'm wearing two different socks... for some strange reason this makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't take a lot to make me happy...&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the simple things in life.&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Bronx zoo with my friend Nix on Monday and barely anyone was there.&lt;br /&gt;It was so nice, we had the zoo to ourselves and it wasn't too cold out.&lt;br /&gt;It's lazy days like this that make me grateful for growing up&lt;br /&gt;in one of the most amazing cities in the world,&lt;br /&gt;I love the fact that on a whim I have access to so many things.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway enough of my rambles..&lt;br /&gt;Here is a video that I love... Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2EIeUlvHAiM" allowfullscreen="" width="560" frameborder="0" height="315"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Side Note* I know you feel the same...&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/3498211443147209829-8433821765652341961?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/8433821765652341961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=8433821765652341961' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/8433821765652341961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/8433821765652341961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-heard-your-heart-beating-you-were-in.html' title='I heard your heart beating, you were in the darkness too... So I stayed in the darkness with you...'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/2EIeUlvHAiM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-7872808968672859470</id><published>2012-01-11T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T10:01:32.216-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Magic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><title type='text'>You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People generally can only believe in things that are within their realm of possibilities,&lt;br /&gt;for that reason they are not able to believe in things that are as natural to us as breathing,&lt;br /&gt; for instance Magic.&lt;br /&gt; I think our culture has misconstrued the ideal of what magic really is,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying its conjuring flowers out of thin air or transforming people into animals.&lt;br /&gt;It's science, the way people interact with each other, how experiences make you feel and turn you into the person you become this is magic. &lt;br /&gt;A friend can transform a sour mood into a warm memory.&lt;br /&gt;Is that not magic?&lt;br /&gt;It amazes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about this a lot lately&lt;br /&gt;This might not make sense to you but to me its a clear as can be.&lt;br /&gt;Open up your realm of possibility so that anything is possible and any goal is attainable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Side note* I feel like I sound like an after school special, "Stay in school, kids!"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-7872808968672859470?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/7872808968672859470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=7872808968672859470' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/7872808968672859470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/7872808968672859470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2012/01/you-can-get-addicted-to-certain-kind-of.html' title='You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness....'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-8064295952945616889</id><published>2012-01-04T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T22:00:23.588-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Question'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Questionaire: Part !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I found this Quiz online and it looked fun so here I go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;1) Put your iTunes on shuffle. Give me the first 6 songs that pop up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;2) If you could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: Jerry Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;3) Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 23, give me line 17.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: to form a castle in which tiny flowers bloomed, visited by princely bees. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;4) What do you think about most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: My future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;5) What does your latest text message from someone else say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: I have some new orders for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;6) Do you sleep with or without clothes on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;7) What's your strangest talent?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: I can juggle while standing on a rola bola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;8) Girls.... (finish the sentence); Boys.... (finish the sentence)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: Girls are easily hurt; Boys are quick to walk away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;9) Ever had a poem or song written about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;10) When is the last time you played the air guitar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;11) Do you have any strange phobias?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: of being haunted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;12) Ever stuck a foreign object up your nose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;13) What's your religion?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: spiritual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;14) If you are outside, what are you most likely doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: looking at the stars and or sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;15) Do you prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: Behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;16) Simple but extremely complex. Favorite band?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: Say Anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;17) What was the last lie you told?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A:I don't remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;18) Do you believe in karma?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A:Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;20) What is your greatest weakness; your greatest strength?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: My family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;21) Who is your celebrity crush?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A:Max Bemis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;22) Have you ever gone skinny dipping?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;23) How do you vent your anger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: Though art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;24) Do you have a collection of anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: Vintage Cameras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;25) Do you prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: Phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;26) Are you happy with the person you've become?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;27) What's a sound you hate; sound you love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: Slurping, Max bemis' voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;28) What's your biggest "what if"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: What if I just joined the circus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;29) Do you believe in ghosts? How about aliens?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: yes and yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;30) Stick your right arm out; what do you touch first? Do the same with your left arm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: window, my sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;31) Smell the air. What do you smell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;32) What's the worst place you have ever been to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: Roanoke Radpids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;33) Choose East Coast or West Coast?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: East&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;34) Most attractive singer of your opposite gender?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: Max Bemis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;35) To you, what is the meaning of life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: To be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;36) Define Art.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: Self expression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;37) Do you believe in luck?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;38) What's the weather like right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: Cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;40) Do you drive? If so, have you ever crashed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: yes and no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;41) What was the last book you read?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: Kiss of the Highlander&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;42) Do you like the smell of gasoline?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;43) Do you have any nicknames?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: Dee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;44) What was the last movie you saw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: The Geisha Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;45) What's the worst injury you've ever had?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: Broken ankle in 2 places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;46) Have you ever caught a butterfly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;47) Do you have any obsessions right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: Circus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;49) Ever had a rumor spread about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;50) Do you believe in magic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A: Hell yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-8064295952945616889?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/8064295952945616889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=8064295952945616889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/8064295952945616889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/8064295952945616889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2012/01/questionaire-part.html' title='Questionaire: Part !'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-1405619472520083602</id><published>2012-01-02T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T21:36:09.335-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New years'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><title type='text'>This type of life didn't come with instructions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm starting the year off like a lion, I am so amped for the new year its ridiculous. I have a list of goals for the year that I am going to accomplish. I have dubbed it Project 2012. I want to put it down on paper, so to speak, so (in no particular order) here it is!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Project 2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;1. Finish my book/s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;(I have developed a horrible pattern of giving up on things and never finishing them, It ends this year, I want to finish at least one of the books I have started.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;2. Enroll in school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;(I want to become a Art Therapist, I don't want to be one of those people that say that they are going back to school and end up never going back)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;3. Get to a healthy weight and tone up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;(I know such a typical resolution/ new year type of goal but I have wanted to do this for a long time, not only to lose weight but to manage my Graves as well. I think part of me is scared to lose weight, I have used my weight as an excuse not to do things and even as a mask to keep attention away from myself. That's not to say that I'm looking for attention because the opposite is true, I'm not a big fan of the spotlight)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;4. Get a new job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;(I need something more substantial then my current work situation) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;5. Go on a trip/vacation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;(Long over do)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;6. Learn Spanish and/or French to the point where I can hold conversations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;(This also goes back to finishing things that I start, I have made some half hearted attempts at both languages and I still can't speak them, I might take a class to help keep myself focused.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;7. Move out of my parents house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;(This is a big one, I don't want to be so dependent on them anymore it might take to the end of the year to achieve this goal but I think once I cut the ties that bind I will be better for it.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;8. Take a self defense or boxing class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;(This will come after I get in better shape and improve my stamina, I want to be able to defend myself, I have wanted to take a Krav Maga class for a while now why not this year.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;That is the goal list for Project 2012. I plan on achieving each of these goals before the new year, I can't wait!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-1405619472520083602?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/1405619472520083602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=1405619472520083602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/1405619472520083602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/1405619472520083602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-type-of-life-didt-come-with.html' title='This type of life didn&apos;t come with instructions'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-9106616745145204143</id><published>2011-12-31T01:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T01:55:00.098-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='25'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>A quarter of a centery old....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;25 years and my life is still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; Trying to get up that great big hill of hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; For a destination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; I realized quickly when I knew I should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; That the whole world's MADE UP OF this brotherhood of man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; FOR whatever that means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; And so I cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Just to get it all out, what's in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; And I, I am feeling a little peculiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; And so I wake in the morning and I step outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; And I take A deep breath and I get real high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; And I scream from the top of my lungs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; What's goin' on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; And I say hey.... hey....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; I said hey, what's goin' on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; And I say hey.... hey....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; I said hey, what's goin' on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Ooh, Ooh, Oooohh, Oooohh, what's up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Ooh, Ooh, Oooohh, Oooohh, what's up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; And I try, oh my God, do I try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; I try all the time in this institution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; And I pray, oh my God, do I pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; I pray every single day FOR A REVOLUTION!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; And so I cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Just to get it all out, what's in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; And I, I am feeling a little peculiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; And so I wake in the morning and I step outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; And I take deep breath and I get real high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; And I scream from the top of my lungs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; WHAT'S GOIN' ON!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; And I say hey.... hey....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; I said hey, what's goin' on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; And I say hey.... hey....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; I said hey, what's goin' on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; And I say hey.... hey....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; I said hey, what's goin' on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; And I say hey.... hey....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; I said hey, what's goin' on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Ooh, Ooh, Oooohh, Oooohh, what's up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; 25 years and my life is still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; Trying to get up that great big hill of hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; For a destination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-9106616745145204143?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/9106616745145204143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=9106616745145204143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/9106616745145204143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/9106616745145204143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/12/quarter-of-centery-old.html' title='A quarter of a centery old....'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-6685742696741474321</id><published>2011-12-28T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T00:00:42.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change came in disguise of revelation...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;This time of year is always  hard one for me, I am turning 25 in a few days.&lt;br /&gt;I would have thought that I would have accomplished something substantial by now but when I look back I see a river of half finished endeavors.&lt;br /&gt;That makes me sad.&lt;br /&gt;I think for a long time I have been holding myself back and I'm not quite sure from what..&lt;br /&gt;Am I scared of success? Fearful of happiness?&lt;br /&gt;Too content with haunting the shadows of my own life?&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to come out of the shadows when they have been a part of you for so long, for me they have become a second skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure that I have let people that dance in the light push me in the shadows.&lt;br /&gt;I let them make me feel like less to the point where I walked into the darkness without a fight.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like the attention, the light gives to much away, cracks can be seen in the facade.&lt;br /&gt;The shadow is much kinder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching one of my favorite old movies the other day and a line that stuck with me was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Life is a Banquet and most poor suckers are starving to death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man who wrote the book in which the movie was based off of,&lt;br /&gt;lived the later part of his life as a butler for a wealthy family until his death.&lt;br /&gt;He didn't need to work, he was wealthy in his own right.&lt;br /&gt;I thought about this for a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have goals and plans that we set for ourselves to achieve the lives we dream of&lt;br /&gt;but despite goals we need purpose,&lt;br /&gt;without purpose you will never be satisfied even if you reach and accomplish your goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-6685742696741474321?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/6685742696741474321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=6685742696741474321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/6685742696741474321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/6685742696741474321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/12/change-came-in-disguise-of-revelation.html' title='Change came in disguise of revelation...'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-4508412066880406631</id><published>2011-12-10T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T10:48:54.741-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Penelope I Wish</title><content type='html'>Made this fan video... 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I am struggling to come to terms with my life and decide which way I want to turn.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way I've let someone get under my skin and open up parts of myself that I had kept closed in order to keep myself safe.&lt;br /&gt;I am walking in a emotional hallway made of broken glass one wrong turn and its over for me. I have been here before and just managed to make it out.&lt;br /&gt;It took me 3 years to fully recover from my previous injuries,&lt;br /&gt;Do I really want to open myself up to get hurt again?&lt;br /&gt;I scared it might already be too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having really vivid dreams lately...&lt;br /&gt;I have been want to write them down before I forget them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Dream 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I am in a boarding school, my mother works as a teacher there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I am heading to one of my classes and I meet a brother and sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;We become friends and we discover that we are heading to the same class so we decide that we will walk together. so were walking, and I usually took the long way to the class but they said they knew a shortcut and it cost a dollar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;We took the shortcut and it took us to an elevator, we got in and the doors began to close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;a hand stopped the door from closing and it opened again revealing 3 people two guys and a girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;They piled into the elevator and my new friends said it was too crowded and exited the elevator leaving me and the 3 people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;One of the guys caught my attention and I kept peeking up to look at him only to find him looking back at me. The doors closed and the elevator began to move, I couldn't tell in which direction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;The elevator came to a stop and the doors opened to a beach. I looked out the doors and said "Shit" as I dropped my things and ran down the beach shedding shoes and socks as I went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;A yacht was on fire and sinking  in the ocean, when I looked back the 3 people were doing the same rushing to help the people on the sinking ship. I jumped in and started dragging people to shore and then I looked on the boat and there was Paris Hilton. I swam out again to rescue her and dragged her to shore. I collapsed on the beach my chest heaving and I looked at the guy again and he was all wet and breathing the same way, watching me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Dream 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I was a mermaid...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I was swimming in the ocean free and carelessly, I swam to a cove where other mermaids were hanging out, I sat on a rock that was just barely covered with water and watched the other mermaid and mermen chat and swim as I flicked my tail back and forth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Out of the ocean a merman that I knew swam up to me and reached his hand out to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;It was an invitation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I grasped his hand and he pulled me into a hug. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Still in the hug we dove underwater and he swam taking me with him, he held onto me tight and I felt like I was safe and home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it weird that my dreams lately are having a running ocean theme? Last night I had another dream but I don't remember it as well, but I do know that I was on a pirate ship in the ocean and there was a Chinese man on the boat with me...&lt;br /&gt;That's all I remember...&lt;br /&gt;I know random...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Side note* I really hope that I can make it out of the glass hallway unscathed...&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/3498211443147209829-8896476337669562156?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/8896476337669562156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=8896476337669562156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/8896476337669562156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/8896476337669562156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/12/collapse-right-on-back-of-tumbling.html' title='collapse right on the back of tumbling waves...'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-91568603496456340</id><published>2011-11-17T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T11:02:54.902-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Dear people of the Customer service industry,</title><content type='html'>I understand that everyday people are rude to you but that doesn't mean that you have to take the same approach in your work.&lt;br /&gt;I did nothing to warrant your bad attitude and I am simply trying to get in and out of your store as quickly as possible.&lt;br /&gt;When I approach you, you could Oh, I don't know try a smile or a friendly gesture instead of the look of annoyance that you so graciously put on your face.&lt;br /&gt;This is after all your job, you signed up for this, no one is forcing you to work with people.&lt;br /&gt;You could work in a morgue, become a lion tamer and even a pilot but you chose this.&lt;br /&gt;So when I ask you if you know where something is, don't let out a huge sigh,&lt;br /&gt;throw down whatever you were doing and walk away from me with out a single&lt;br /&gt;"I'll be right back"&lt;br /&gt;"Let me check, I just started here"&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not quite sure"&lt;br /&gt;because guess what... This is your job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-91568603496456340?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/91568603496456340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=91568603496456340' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/91568603496456340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/91568603496456340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/11/dear-people-of-customer-service.html' title='Dear people of the Customer service industry,'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-4378146532722962248</id><published>2011-11-09T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T11:42:16.223-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stress'/><title type='text'>Boundaries...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;This weekend my phone was invaded.... with phone calls from my boss. He was calling me incessantly. I have a policy...&lt;br /&gt;I don't answer work calls on the weekends. That's my personal time. My boss has developed an very unhealthy attachment to me&lt;br /&gt;and it would be a disservice,&lt;br /&gt;not only me but to him as well, if I answered all the time.&lt;br /&gt;He has called me to ask me how to back up his vacation pictures onto his computer and I'm just like that's not my job. So I come to work today to discover the reason behind his incessant calling. His daughter had a school project and he wanted me to type it up...&lt;br /&gt;Wait... What? Really... Are you serious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm just over this job, Ugh, I feel like I'm painting my boss in a bad light.&lt;br /&gt;He's a really nice guy which is why I don't mind going out of my way for him&lt;br /&gt;but at some point I have to draw a line and I am totally at that point...&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking for a new job but at this point in time nothing has come up.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully something will pop up and I can escape what is becoming my hell...&lt;br /&gt;I know when I start to feel this way,&lt;br /&gt;it's time to find something else and fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;In other news...&lt;br /&gt;Nanowrimo is coming along, not as well as I had hopes for but I will keep at it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-4378146532722962248?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/4378146532722962248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=4378146532722962248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/4378146532722962248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/4378146532722962248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/11/boundaries.html' title='Boundaries...'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-4527262151510318998</id><published>2011-10-31T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T19:52:43.001-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NaNoWrMo'/><title type='text'>Hocus Pocus...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Happy Halloween!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;This has to be one of my favorite holidays besides Christmas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;It's the one day a year where everyone is weird and no one judges them for it! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I love seeing all the costumes, I like to think that the costume that a person chooses reflects their personality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;this year for Halloween I was an owl, Nix was Cleopatra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BrneVKhihug/Tq9cyeMl2fI/AAAAAAAAAhU/NqazdJb0OHc/s1600/halloweenme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BrneVKhihug/Tq9cyeMl2fI/AAAAAAAAAhU/NqazdJb0OHc/s320/halloweenme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669852478051834354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I spent 2 days working on my costume, I'd like to think the effort was worth it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I also hung out with my little cousin Bella... here are some pic's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LI81_-8egiw/Tq9cxHxf-lI/AAAAAAAAAg4/bIX7ryG8-d0/s1600/Halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LI81_-8egiw/Tq9cxHxf-lI/AAAAAAAAAg4/bIX7ryG8-d0/s320/Halloween.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669852454852754002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CtrSwEY2XWg/Tq9cxujEzaI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Eb_JSkpmRdw/s1600/halloweenluna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CtrSwEY2XWg/Tq9cxujEzaI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Eb_JSkpmRdw/s320/halloweenluna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669852465261235618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Tomorrow I start NaNoWriMo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Which stands for National Novel Writing Month,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;For the past two years I have participated in it and I have yet to finish a book,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm hoping that this is my year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm going to have to write at least 12,500 words a week to reach my 50,000 word goal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;In order to do this I'm going to set aside an hour each day of pure writing time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm really excited for this and I have been looking forward to it all month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;So wish me luck everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm going to go watch Hocus Pocus (my favorite Halloween movie) to add the cherry on top of my... All Hollows Eve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kB1x0zntgzM/Tq9czk68pyI/AAAAAAAAAhc/OUEcW7Lf59U/s1600/halloweenmom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kB1x0zntgzM/Tq9czk68pyI/AAAAAAAAAhc/OUEcW7Lf59U/s320/halloweenmom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669852497036748578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;*Side Note* I think my mother was more excited about the Halloween caramel apples that she bought then Bells. lol&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/3498211443147209829-4527262151510318998?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/4527262151510318998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=4527262151510318998' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/4527262151510318998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/4527262151510318998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/10/hocus-pocus.html' title='Hocus Pocus...'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BrneVKhihug/Tq9cyeMl2fI/AAAAAAAAAhU/NqazdJb0OHc/s72-c/halloweenme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-4066690418333135825</id><published>2011-10-10T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T10:23:37.964-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NaNoWrMo'/><title type='text'>Be running up that road, Be running up that hill, Be running up that building.</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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Is that even feasible? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" align="center"&gt;I draw, I paint, I bake, I craft, and I write.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" align="center"&gt;I would like to become a writer and a book illustrator and the next week I want to open a coffee shop/ bakery. Ask me what I want to do a week later and I guarantee it will be something else. I like learning skills and gaining knowledge, I have a passion for that. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" align="center"&gt;You have no idea how many half written stories I have on my computer and my drawings are slowly taking over my room. Don’t get me started on the books… Stacks of them everywhere, books on psychology, writing, crocheting, fiction, biographies, sewing, starting businesses, and knitting. Look in a corner of my room and you’ll see a book. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" align="center"&gt;I’m in a very introspective mood right now. I don’t really know where I am going with this post anymore. Next month is NaNoWrMo (National Novel Writing Month) and every year I take part in it and every year I get discouraged at some point and give up but I get a little farther each time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" align="center"&gt;Last year’s book was about zombies (I’m kind of sad I didn’t finish it, every once in a while I open it up and write a little more in it) and this year I plan on writing about a song. I have started creating an outline for it and I am hoping that if I prepare ahead of time this year I will be able to finish it in the allotted time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" align="center"&gt;*Side note* How much are you loving Fall right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-4066690418333135825?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/4066690418333135825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=4066690418333135825' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/4066690418333135825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/4066690418333135825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/10/be-running-up-that-road-be-running-up.html' title='Be running up that road, Be running up that hill, Be running up that building.'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-2727071011743154496</id><published>2011-10-05T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T23:04:59.116-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Killers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>White demon love song's in her dreams....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I was just listening to White Demon Love Song by The Killers...&lt;br /&gt;You know that moment when you hear a song that you've&lt;br /&gt;heard before and for the first time you really hear it.&lt;br /&gt;Well I just had one of those moments.&lt;br /&gt;Its like waking up.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done a song interpretation in a while&lt;br /&gt;So after letting the song encapsulate my brain I figured I would do one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song starts off by telling you a story of a girl that is in love&lt;br /&gt;with someone that doesn't love her the same way&lt;br /&gt;and the memory of him is haunting her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;White demon love song down the hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; White demon shadow on the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; Back up your mind, there is a call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; He isn't coming after all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; Love this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; She likes the way he sings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; White demon love song's in her dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She misses him and when he walks back into her life&lt;br /&gt;she is hesitant because of the pain that he caused her in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;she realizes that she has placed him on a pedestal that he can not live up to.&lt;br /&gt;All he ever brought her was tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;White demon, where's your selfish kiss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; White demon sorrow will arrange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; Let's not forget about the fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; Black invitation to this place that cannot change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; While strangely holy, come for a rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tells him how much he hurt her&lt;br /&gt;in hopes that he might see the error of his ways&lt;br /&gt;She tells him that he will end up alone&lt;br /&gt;if he keeps treating people with such disregard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;(Darling)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; White demon, widen your heart's scope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; White demon, who let your friends go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; White demon, widen your heart's scope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; White demon, who let your friends go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She offers him one last chance, almost pleading with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Let us be in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; (Let us be in love)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; Let's do old and grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; (Let's do old and grey)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; I won't make you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; (I won't make you cry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; I will never stray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; (I will never stray)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; I will do my part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; (I will do my part)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; Let us be in love tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; White demon, widen your heart's scope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; White demon, who let your friends go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; White demon, widen your heart's scope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; White demon, who let your friends go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; (Stand it anymore, darling)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; (Stand it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sees the dept to which he has hurt her and he decides that he wants to be with her&lt;br /&gt;But she doesn't want to be with him, she just wanted the choice,&lt;br /&gt;and she doesn't want to be with a man that she had to plead with to love her.&lt;br /&gt;She tells him to learn to deal with the consequences of his actions.&lt;br /&gt;She leaves feeling lighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;(I can't stand it anymore, darling)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; (Stand it) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;I went to songmeanings.com to see if someone else had gotten the same thing from  the song&lt;br /&gt;but the people there are either comparing it to twilight or hating on the twilight people.&lt;br /&gt;Truth is music is interpreted by the person that is listening to it and sometimes they make it mean what they need it to mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-2727071011743154496?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/2727071011743154496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=2727071011743154496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/2727071011743154496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/2727071011743154496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/10/white-demon-love-songs-in-her-dreams.html' title='White demon love song&apos;s in her dreams....'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-5983930443920596669</id><published>2011-09-27T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T08:30:54.406-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psychic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Psychic  Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She started off by telling me&lt;br /&gt;"Your stubborn and when you want to get things done you do.&lt;br /&gt;Your a very productive person, you are always doing some thing. You like to keep busy but I see that you have been stuck in a place that is not good for you involving your career..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The she asked me where I was working and I told her.&lt;br /&gt;"I see new things happening for you in your career something different from what you are doing now, before the end of this year a job in the arts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"right now this is the time for your career and friends, I see new friends coming into your life but keep your old friends they are genuine people"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As far as love I see two people in your past that really hurt you, One still thinks about you because you were the only person that made an effort to be with him and the other person you were genuine with and he didn't know how to be with you, He was the kind of person that doesn't know how to be in a relationship, I also see an issue with substance abuse, I see that he isn't in the right state of mind and I don't see the relationship turning into anything. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are a lot of men around you right now but you have not meet the "One".&lt;br /&gt;You will be married in two years and before the end of the year you will meet the "One" he will have dark hair and dark eyes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I see you moving" then she asked me what my living situation was like.&lt;br /&gt;"I see you living with friends but the your  moving before the end of this year"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;So that was my reading, apparently a lot of things are going to be happening for me by the end of this year. My issue with getting psychic readings is does knowing create a self fulfilling prophecy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Although I will say she was spot on about how I was feeling about my work situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;The thing is she's really consistent with her readings like last time I was there almost a year ago she said I was going to be married in 3 years and now its 2 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Well lets see what happens? ^_^&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/3498211443147209829-5983930443920596669?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/5983930443920596669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=5983930443920596669' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/5983930443920596669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/5983930443920596669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/09/psychic-reading.html' title='Psychic  Reading'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-8235831815743094759</id><published>2011-09-26T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T21:15:56.480-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><title type='text'>so I always shall remember him....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;So today I was thinking about my past relationships...&lt;br /&gt;Every once in a while I do this..&lt;br /&gt;The reason I did this was because a song came on the radio and it reminded me of someone.&lt;br /&gt;So I thought I might be fun to make a small list of people that I once dated and the thing that reminds me of them.&lt;br /&gt;Here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;St- Coldstone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Chi- Roller blades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Pl- A trinity knot necklace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;A- Spearmint gum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Ju- Jimmy Eat world- Night drive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;P- Sara Bareilles- Love song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;E- Bruce Willis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Sn- Max Bemis and the Painful Splits- Do the Dohnk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;J- Eisley- I Wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though they are no longer in my life they still have a place in my memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-8235831815743094759?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/8235831815743094759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=8235831815743094759' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/8235831815743094759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/8235831815743094759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/09/so-i-always-shall-remember-him.html' title='so I always shall remember him....'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-4131454515612122540</id><published>2011-09-25T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T20:37:02.747-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angelia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>My Sister's 18th!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today my sister is 18 years old...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its really strange for me to say that, it feels like shes still 12 years old..&lt;br /&gt;but shes only 2 years from 20.&lt;br /&gt;Blows my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I am proud of the young woman she has started to become&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see the young woman she will be.&lt;br /&gt;So on this day...&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday Angelia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(aka Monkey aka Lea aka Pip aka Angeloser aka Lee)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(After looking at some pictures of my sister and I,&lt;br /&gt;we  always seem to be on the same sides of our most of out pictures.. weird)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ms7d35RrWjs/Tn_ZKzZgH-I/AAAAAAAAAgo/WVCxZbNFxDc/s1600/IMG_3226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ms7d35RrWjs/Tn_ZKzZgH-I/AAAAAAAAAgo/WVCxZbNFxDc/s320/IMG_3226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656478436619722722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PL_TKPCG8eQ/Tn_ZK4t3iWI/AAAAAAAAAgw/Ymsue2Rlzok/s1600/sisters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PL_TKPCG8eQ/Tn_ZK4t3iWI/AAAAAAAAAgw/Ymsue2Rlzok/s320/sisters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656478438047320418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-4131454515612122540?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/4131454515612122540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=4131454515612122540' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/4131454515612122540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/4131454515612122540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-sisters-18th.html' title='My Sister&apos;s 18th!!'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ms7d35RrWjs/Tn_ZKzZgH-I/AAAAAAAAAgo/WVCxZbNFxDc/s72-c/IMG_3226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-8915207043803485701</id><published>2011-09-22T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T08:44:09.809-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angelia'/><title type='text'>Deep in the thick of it...</title><content type='html'>This past Sunday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I took a little trip to the Brooklyn Flea Market with My sister and my friend Mira.  On the way there we passed this little indoor artist market.&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty rad, I saw this guy who had on a outfit that I would want to grace my own closet, sometimes I wish I was bolder with my fashion choices.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d8FZZReSaRs/TntT_yqc1oI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/HjTkqp4V7Bw/s1600/IMG_5819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d8FZZReSaRs/TntT_yqc1oI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/HjTkqp4V7Bw/s320/IMG_5819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655206112490477186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After walking around the artist market and exploring the goods at the flea, we took a walk in the small park right next to the flea and hung out by the water where I proceeded to harass my Mira and Angelia with my camera.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r0eW4UDKiwU/TntUcBjZYAI/AAAAAAAAAgg/A1fzYaLK9Kk/s1600/IMG_5849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r0eW4UDKiwU/TntUcBjZYAI/AAAAAAAAAgg/A1fzYaLK9Kk/s320/IMG_5849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655206597523759106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gv0kxMhAe08/TntT_o69i-I/AAAAAAAAAgI/2IMV-zsgJSA/s1600/Miramewater.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gv0kxMhAe08/TntT_o69i-I/AAAAAAAAAgI/2IMV-zsgJSA/s320/Miramewater.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655206109875375074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F5KpOXoJK-E/TntT_aQQG5I/AAAAAAAAAgA/Xxr3h_Rpy8Q/s1600/Sitting%2Bbricks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F5KpOXoJK-E/TntT_aQQG5I/AAAAAAAAAgA/Xxr3h_Rpy8Q/s320/Sitting%2Bbricks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655206105938140050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we headed over to Van Leeuwen's for some Ice cream&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LupbfJkhz-0/TntT_AbaLUI/AAAAAAAAAf4/oiTCB617VBU/s1600/Vanlew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LupbfJkhz-0/TntT_AbaLUI/AAAAAAAAAf4/oiTCB617VBU/s320/Vanlew.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655206099005615426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I tried the Earl Gray, and it was Amazing!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MF03v-06RbE/TntUbi-ElxI/AAAAAAAAAgY/4j66HhNTEWo/s1600/IMG_5870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MF03v-06RbE/TntUbi-ElxI/AAAAAAAAAgY/4j66HhNTEWo/s320/IMG_5870.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655206589314144018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all a really great day, it was the kind of simple day that you look back on and remember it fondly, even thought we did nothing Extraordinary it was a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CiNBWfaVTb0/TntT_ABWOfI/AAAAAAAAAfw/YvC5vY28HGM/s1600/Watercrash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CiNBWfaVTb0/TntT_ABWOfI/AAAAAAAAAfw/YvC5vY28HGM/s320/Watercrash.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655206098896304626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hope that your weekends are as Awesome as mine!!&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/3498211443147209829-8915207043803485701?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/8915207043803485701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=8915207043803485701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/8915207043803485701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/8915207043803485701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-past-sunday-i-took-little-trip-to.html' title='Deep in the thick of it...'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d8FZZReSaRs/TntT_yqc1oI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/HjTkqp4V7Bw/s72-c/IMG_5819.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-3219965266164499457</id><published>2011-09-13T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T13:21:43.798-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neil Gaiman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><title type='text'>Sometimes Goodbye is a Second Chance...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry Blog.... I have been ignoring you...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway for a few moments in time I was thinking about just packing a bag and driving away. Away from everything I know and just start new somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;The thought was really appealing.&lt;br /&gt;It kind of startled me how willing I was to grab some things and leave.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't scary and I wasn't worried about what would happen to me&lt;br /&gt;because I feel like not matter what I would be okay.&lt;br /&gt;Do people still do this... I'm sure they are the brave ones.&lt;br /&gt;People that have no ties to the place they reside.&lt;br /&gt;I have too many ties here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just finished Neil Gaiman's "Anansi Boys" It was really good, every time I read a new Gaimen book, my love for him grows just that much more.&lt;br /&gt;Here is an interview with him and Craig Ferguson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="345"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xlx1ju7V9Aw?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xlx1ju7V9Aw?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="345"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-3219965266164499457?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/3219965266164499457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=3219965266164499457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/3219965266164499457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/3219965266164499457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/09/sometimes-goodbye-is-second-chance.html' title='Sometimes Goodbye is a Second Chance...'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-1716776520871786813</id><published>2011-08-10T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T11:23:28.385-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Magic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Circus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>I want to share my love with you.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A note on the circus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be apart of the making of magic,&lt;br /&gt;I want to be around the weavers of fantasy, the spinners of dreams and the creators of the illusion. I want to breathe in the air that has tiny invisible sparkles of light that cause you to see everything with a childlike sense of wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to feed off the happiness of the crowd and let it engulf me in a storm of silver glitter and golden light, stealing me away to a place that knows no sadness only joy and a lightness of the soul that never lets me touch the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I crave the nomadic lifestyle, nothing static, my world in a constant state of flux.&lt;br /&gt;New faces attached to a different town that looks like a place I once knew in another life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want the smell of cotton candy and fresh popcorn to fill my nostrils every morning upon my waking and I want the sound of children's laughter to drown out the doubts that haunt me at night. I want the vibrations of the crowd's cheers to crawl inside my skin and cause it to hum and glow with light.&lt;br /&gt;But what I want more then anything is to become the illusion,&lt;br /&gt;not just the maker or the designer,&lt;br /&gt;when you look at me I want you to have to shield your eyes&lt;br /&gt;because the light that I am emitting is too much for your eyes to handle.&lt;br /&gt;I want to soar up high in a cloud of shear white silk and rhinestones, not unlike a comet making a trail in the night sky, your eyes glued to the magic unfolding before you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the place that I visit in the small corner of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;So if you see a girl with brown hair and brown eyes that are staring off into space and you wonder where her mind has taken her.&lt;br /&gt;That girl is me and that girl is also circus performer dancing among the stars.&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/3498211443147209829-1716776520871786813?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/1716776520871786813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=1716776520871786813' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/1716776520871786813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/1716776520871786813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-want-to-share-my-love-with-you.html' title='I want to share my love with you.....'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-1577748663751350973</id><published>2011-08-05T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T22:57:52.424-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neil Gaiman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Lovely Words</title><content type='html'>I found this quote from Neil Gaiman that I love, enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are a hundred things she has tried to chase away the things she  won't remember and that she can't even let herself think about because  that's when the birds scream and the worms crawl and somewhere in her  mind it's always raining a slow and endless drizzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will hear that she has left the country, that there was a gift  she wanted you to have, but it is lost before it reaches you. Late one  night the telephone will sign, and a voice that might be hers will say  something that you cannot interpret before the connection crackles and  is broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several years later, from a taxi, you will see someone in a doorway  who looks like her, but she will be gone by the time you persuade the  driver to stop. You will never see her again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever it rains you will think of her.  "     &lt;br /&gt;—        &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/1221698.Neil_Gaiman"&gt;Neil Gaiman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-1577748663751350973?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/1577748663751350973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=1577748663751350973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/1577748663751350973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/1577748663751350973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/08/lovely-words.html' title='Lovely Words'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-5503020445893538786</id><published>2011-08-01T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T22:11:14.921-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>A moviescript ending...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So lately I have been taking part of Epix free movie screenings in Brooklyn every&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday night.  I really dig it. It's like a movie and a picnic. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;They have vendors there if you want to buy food and there is usually some sort of sponsor that is handing out free stuff to the people who attend.&lt;br /&gt;Last week it was vitamin water and southwest airlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every week they show a different movie last week was&lt;br /&gt;"Ferris Buellers day off" and this week it's "Clueless"&lt;br /&gt;They have a good selection of movies, not only in Brooklyn but all over NYC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to check it out here is a link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/Epix%20Movie%20Screenings"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" href="http://freeforall.epixhd.com/calendar"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Epix Movie Screening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's something I look forward to every week.&lt;br /&gt;Defiantly something I suggest doing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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ending...'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-2762435833476136745</id><published>2011-07-25T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T11:35:39.529-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>Who truly stuck the knife in first...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wasn't a huge Amy Winehouse fan but she was an Amazing singer.&lt;br /&gt;I found this cover of "You know that I'm no good.."&lt;br /&gt;(which is my favorite song of her's) that does the song justice.&lt;br /&gt;RIP Amy&lt;br /&gt;you wasted your talent,&lt;br /&gt;which is the real tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/APnOQr59yYU" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&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/3498211443147209829-2762435833476136745?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/2762435833476136745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=2762435833476136745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/2762435833476136745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/2762435833476136745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/07/who-truly-stuck-knife-in-first.html' title='Who truly stuck the knife in first...'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/APnOQr59yYU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-5458373606933257254</id><published>2011-07-05T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T10:46:15.516-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grave&apos;s Disease'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sickness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vibrating'/><title type='text'>I'm Sh sh Shaking....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;So something really weird has started happening to me last week.&lt;br /&gt; I was in bed just on the cusp of sleep, when all of a sudden my bed started shaking.&lt;br /&gt;I got up and looked around and I realized that it wasn't just the bed that was shaking&lt;br /&gt;It was the whole house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now If I could just take a moment and describe the shaking it was like I ate a cell phone and It was on vibrate mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point in time: 3 things Popped into my head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. This is a dream/night terror that has leaked into reality.&lt;br /&gt;2. My room is haunted&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;3. The house is going to explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got out of bed and the floor was shaking, I put my hand on the wall, it too was shaking.&lt;br /&gt;I went to my mothers room and woke her up and asked "Do you feel the house shaking?"&lt;br /&gt;She looked at me with sleep and confusion glazing her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;"What?... No..."&lt;br /&gt;"Do you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so now I'm thinking, Ive finally lost it, It was bound to happen at sometime or another.&lt;br /&gt;Like a mad person tying to find proof of sanity by convincing another person that there is in fact a pink elephant in the room, I asked again "Are you sure you don't feel the house shaking?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother got up from her bed and walked over to me&lt;br /&gt;"You really don't feel the floor shaking?"I said&lt;br /&gt;"No honey I don't feel anything"&lt;br /&gt;"I guess it's me.. Feel me am I shaking?"&lt;br /&gt;She put her hands on my arms and was quiet for a few seconds&lt;br /&gt;"Nope, I don't feel anything"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then explained to her what had happened while I was asleep, she dismissed it as a dream/night terror scenario, and that was that..&lt;br /&gt;Until a day later when I was sitting in bed with my sister and I started vibrating again, this time I wasn't sleeping and very much awake.&lt;br /&gt;For me that means its time to Google.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I typed in Vibrating while asleep, Shaking Graves disease, thyroid vibrating and so on and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that other people are experiencing what I am experiencing ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your interested here is a link to one of the forums I was reading... &lt;a href="Sleep%20Disorders"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Sleep Disorders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a lot of mixed opinions some people say its because I have an autoimmune disease others say I am traveling outside of my body.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that it is incredibly unsettling.&lt;br /&gt;more then likely it is a symptom of my  graves disease...&lt;br /&gt;Just something new I have to deal with, I still in the process of taking test to see how serious my graves is, I just have to wait and see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-5458373606933257254?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/5458373606933257254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=5458373606933257254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/5458373606933257254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/5458373606933257254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/07/im-sh-sh-shaking.html' title='I&apos;m Sh sh Shaking....'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-1854711341027414484</id><published>2011-07-03T19:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T20:00:42.847-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><title type='text'>The day that I die?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;So I took this quiz online called&lt;br /&gt; "Death Meter"&lt;br /&gt;and they ask you a bunch of questions about your lifestyle and based on that Data&lt;br /&gt;they can tell you the day that you are going to Die.&lt;br /&gt;Being the Curious person that I am I took the Quiz.&lt;br /&gt;And my results were......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; June 3rd 2071&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Time remaining: 21884 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;So I will be  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" class="big"&gt;84 years, 5 months, 3 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if this has any truth to it, I doubt it.&lt;br /&gt; This test is purely based on your lifestyle choices not on accidents.&lt;br /&gt;You know you can be hit by a car tomorrow or a piano can fall on your head.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah just thought this was interesting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-1854711341027414484?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/1854711341027414484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=1854711341027414484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/1854711341027414484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/1854711341027414484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-that-i-die.html' title='The day that I die?'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-6990974873721661549</id><published>2011-06-26T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T01:09:01.776-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Panic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Max Bemis'/><title type='text'>So I can Die Happy....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Today I received the most amazing phone call ever...&lt;br /&gt;A Mister Max Bemis called me!&lt;br /&gt;Eeepp! I don't know how I made it through the call without passing out.&lt;br /&gt;It was a short convo but it totally made my weekend, I was really awestruck.&lt;br /&gt;I was floating around the house for a good hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max was so nice he thanked me for buying a song from him and I told him how much I loved it. Sigh.... It was magical, at least for me. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah, so in other (less girly and gushy) news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I was supposed to go away with my aunt, and things didn't quite go as expected which I was really bummed about, I had been looking forward to the trip since she told me about it.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes these things just don't work out though.&lt;br /&gt;So instead I went to the movies with my sister and we saw "Bad Teacher"&lt;br /&gt;It was really funny, We laughed a lot.&lt;br /&gt;but the weekend isn't over quite yet so I'm sure I'll have more to report later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I wanted to take a minuter and express my love for the new Panic! at the Disco album "Vices and Virtues" I have been listening to it non stop for the past week.&lt;br /&gt;One of my Fave songs is "I wanna be Free"&lt;br /&gt;I'ts seriously Amazing, my favorite Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"I wanna be free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I wanna be loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I wanna be more than you're thinking of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Everything seems to be estranged when you're alone"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah that's all I have to talk about now, I'll keep you posted blog.&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Side Note* He called me, he called me, he called me, he called me.....&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/3498211443147209829-6990974873721661549?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/6990974873721661549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=6990974873721661549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/6990974873721661549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/6990974873721661549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/06/so-i-can-die-happy.html' title='So I can Die Happy....'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-4363022869453712809</id><published>2011-06-10T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T14:24:51.306-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><title type='text'>Booggity, booggity, booggity, booggity shoop....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;About to write a post and the original Hairspray comes on TV. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of my Favorite movies(I have many). It is truly and John Waters Classic, along with Cry Baby (another Fave). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love the clothing style (very 60's) in this movie, I want to dress like that... Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ps. I don't know if a lot of people know this, but John Waters is Hilarious! I watch this special he had on HBO and I laughed sooo hard through the whole thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Speaking of the 60's, I salvaged the most amazing vintage hard shell suitcase, it has this beautiful silver and green floral print fabric lining the inside. I can't wait to travel someplace so I can pack my lovely new suitcase. I wont have to wait too long though. In about a month I will be heading to Cape May for a week, I am sooooo Excited for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another thing I am excited about it that recently my Grandmother bought a family membership for the wildlife conservation. That means I can go to the zoo whenever I want. YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I see myself going to central park zoo alot this summer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well that's all for now! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Side Note* I think I am going to update my blog look soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-4363022869453712809?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/4363022869453712809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=4363022869453712809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/4363022869453712809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/4363022869453712809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/06/booggity-booggity-booggity-booggity.html' title='Booggity, booggity, booggity, booggity shoop....'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-7584573882668040727</id><published>2011-05-26T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T23:55:12.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>me in a nutshell.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Wordle: Delilah" href="http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/3690707/Delilah"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ddd 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; BORDER-TOP: #ddd 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; BORDER-LEFT: #ddd 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 4px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ddd 1px solid" alt="Wordle: Delilah" src="http://www.wordle.net/thumb/wrdl/3690707/Delilah" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-7584573882668040727?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/7584573882668040727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=7584573882668040727' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/7584573882668040727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/7584573882668040727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/05/me.html' title='Me'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-3949079889050770081</id><published>2011-05-26T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T22:40:39.100-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='firefighters'/><title type='text'>All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you'd better run</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I feel like I have been a really bad Blogger as of recently. Thisngs keep happening and I'm all like "Must remember to blog about that".. and then I forget. It's such a bummer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But here I am once again, trying to recall events that I haven't told you about and that are waay late. ahh ok lets start with what I like to call "The Great Firefighter Fiasco" A few weeks ago, I locked myself out of my car. I felt so dumb because not only did I lock myself out of my car but I also left it running. I was about 3o minutes away from my house and I had to get to work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I did what most girls would do in that situation, I called my Dad. He told me to calm down and that he would go home grab my spares and head to me after he picked up my sister from school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That ment he wouldnt be able to get to me for at least another hour. So I started walking around the area that I was stranded in and first started looking for a dry cleaner in hopes of finding a wire hanger to somehow McGuiver my way into my car. Of course because of my amazing luck not a dry cleaner in sight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There was however a 99 cent store, So I walked in and asked the clerk in they had wire hangers, he looked at me like I had 3 heads and then asked me what I needed it for. In my head I was like &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A. Why is that any of ur business? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;B. To knit a sweater stupid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;C. What do you use hangers for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But instead I said "I locked myself out of my car..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he said "oh, Why dont you just go the the firehouse down the street?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I kinda didnt want to take that route but I really had no other choice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So with that I had a new mission. I walked to the firehouse and rang the bell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I took a few minutes for anyone to come to the door, a firefighter came to the door and I told him the situation. he said "Well the truck is out right now but it should be back soon, let me see what I can do" he dissapeared what seemed like a lifetime. and he then returned with another firefighter (Who I must say looked less then thrilled). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I walked with them back to my car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They began to work at opening my car and then a small crowd begain to form around my car making me so uncomfortable. One man looked thrilled to see me in my disstress anther started talking to the firefighters saying "I am a professional Car thief" to which I wondered why the hell someone would say that so nonchalantly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A few moments later the Firetruck arrived.... With the entire crew..... to assisst one girl... That was locked outside of her car... Now I dont know about you but is that really nessassary....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Luckily a few moments later the original two firefighters managed to open my car door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I ended up really late for work... Thats the sad part of the story.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-3949079889050770081?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/3949079889050770081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=3949079889050770081' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/3949079889050770081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/3949079889050770081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/05/all-other-kids-with-pumped-up-kicks.html' title='All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you&apos;d better run'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-5770308706069162236</id><published>2011-05-10T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T09:19:11.861-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whirlwind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>And drunkards seem to all agree...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;That I havn't been posting like I should be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;These last few weeks have been insane so here are a few things going on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Make fake mustaches and took pics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I have been working on suff for my etsy shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I went to a wedding (and realized that I have been to more funerals then weddings)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;My car was in and out of the shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I locked myself out of my car... yeah I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Hung out with my great Grandmother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Had mothers day with my Mom and Aunt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;So later tonight, I am going to post a major post with pictures and more details about my adventures over the past weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-5770308706069162236?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/5770308706069162236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=5770308706069162236' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/5770308706069162236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/5770308706069162236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/05/and-drunkards-seem-to-all-agree.html' title='And drunkards seem to all agree...'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-7572861670332052755</id><published>2011-04-26T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T22:00:17.553-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow White'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florence and the machine'/><title type='text'>Blinding Snow White</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This is a Music video I made for Florence and The Machine's "Blinding"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I have been obsessed with this song for a few weeks and every time I listen to it I imagine Snow white, So I decided to make my own Vid, using clips from my favorite version of Snow White titled Snow White: A Tale of Terror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TkXtS2K8qy8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TkXtS2K8qy8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*Side Note* Let me know what you think!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-7572861670332052755?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/7572861670332052755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=7572861670332052755' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/7572861670332052755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/7572861670332052755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/04/blinding-snow-white.html' title='Blinding Snow White'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-3593573744778887070</id><published>2011-04-23T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T12:33:27.020-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eisley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><title type='text'>Eisley's Valley and Better Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1_TufBLPm0Y?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1_TufBLPm0Y?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I am in love with the new Album from Eisley (The Valley). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I think it's Amazing. Here are 2 songs off the album. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;And I love the feel of this video, It's so spur of the moment jam session-y. I dig, Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-3593573744778887070?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/3593573744778887070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=3593573744778887070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/3593573744778887070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/3593573744778887070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/04/eisleys-valley-and-better-love.html' title='Eisley&apos;s Valley and Better Love'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-231395962974013625</id><published>2011-04-21T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T17:00:05.659-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amanda Palmer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>I heart Amanda Palmer... ^_^</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hgd99Shni-Y?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hgd99Shni-Y?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is one of my Idol's, she is so creative and funny in like this completely different and Amazing way. Thank you for inspiring me everyday, Amanda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-231395962974013625?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/231395962974013625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=231395962974013625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/231395962974013625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/231395962974013625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-heart-amanda-palmer.html' title='I heart Amanda Palmer... ^_^'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-9024975416750069528</id><published>2011-04-07T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T11:48:07.555-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Macrons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grave&apos;s Disease'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Max Bemis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Now my life is one big make it, or break it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So far April has been a whirlwind for me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got my Song shop song from a mister Max Bemis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is Amazing. It's almost like he knows me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I tried my hand at making Macrons (a french pastry) and they came out sooo yummy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After that I was diagnosed with Grave's Disease. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It sounds scarier then it actually is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Graves’ disease is an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.womenshealth.gov/Glossary/index.cfm#autoimmune"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;autoimmune disease&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; that affects the thyroid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With Graves’ disease, the immune system makes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.womenshealth.gov/Glossary/index.cfm#antibodies"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;antibodies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; that act like TSH, causing the thyroid to make more thyroid hormone than your body needs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is called an overactive thyroid or hyperthyroidism. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;An overactive thyroid causes every function of the body to speed up, such as heart rate and the rate your body turns food into energy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Graves’ disease is one cause of overactive thyroid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It is closely related to Hashimoto’s disease, another autoimmune disease affecting the thyroid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Basically my body is attacking my thyroid and my thyroid is freaking out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think my case is extreme because I don't exhibit all of the symptoms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So i'm not really worried about it and it's not like there is a whole lot I can do about it right now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So yeah....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;April... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yeah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So um....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lol ok I think that's all for right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanted to post some pics of my Macrons but.. I don't feel like getting up to get my camera...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So it will have to wait for another post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Side note* The blanket octopus is beautiful....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-9024975416750069528?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/9024975416750069528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=9024975416750069528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/9024975416750069528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/9024975416750069528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/04/now-my-life-is-one-big-make-it-or-break.html' title='Now my life is one big make it, or break it.'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-1929541559202993964</id><published>2011-03-31T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T10:48:12.527-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunglasses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>DIY... Just another word for Awesome..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;So for a few weeks now I have been trying to figure out the best way to keep my sunglasses organized and on display.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I finally came up with a solution. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I am super happy with the results!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;So here is a DIY and my Project Restyle. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My supplies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Plastic Frame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;White Lace&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Teal Spray paint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;White Paint&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Headband&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Glue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Sea Sponge &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;buttons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Stapler&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I started with this plastic frame I found at the dollar store. (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was totally hating the gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Here is a picture of the Frame, lace and spraypaint.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590288495184486834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OeFK4OAFA84/TZSxxItsobI/AAAAAAAAAd4/dBzITS6dbAY/s320/IMG_3952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Here I spray painted the frame, I took about 3 coats to fuller cover the gold, If you had a silver frame it would look nice if you let a little silver shine though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590288499784271842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YIc7D8cZDLA/TZSxxZ2Xx-I/AAAAAAAAAeA/cA8BoWnEUME/s320/IMG_3953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;While the frame was drying I streched lace over the back of the frame. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I used staples to secure it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590288505185216930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7NtkPkKp4TE/TZSxxt-DqaI/AAAAAAAAAeI/npDJMPxiXxA/s320/IMG_3954.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I took this headband that I got at the dollar store, I never wear it so I didn't feel guilty for cutting it up. ^_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;^&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590288506125922610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7msFSuVONPE/TZSxxxeVsTI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/IYMbTxIqJH4/s320/IMG_3955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;All cut up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590288928705343330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--1hyo5oAL-o/TZSyKXtH72I/AAAAAAAAAeY/0cZO56QLjP8/s320/IMG_3956.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Then I took one of the strips, glued it down (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and stapled for good measure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) then trimmed the ends.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590288944819454594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uiXUcwRgjWA/TZSyLTvBwoI/AAAAAAAAAew/btFoUTHCLNI/s320/IMG_3959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;When the Frame was dry I took the White paint and the sea sponge and went over the entire frame, dabbing here and there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590288931988413554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u9iV6Yf_3ew/TZSyKj73nHI/AAAAAAAAAeg/qO19viMJcVU/s320/IMG_3957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Here is a close up.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590288936785598738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G7GgmYriLc4/TZSyK1zm2RI/AAAAAAAAAeo/LKa6noV2XtI/s320/IMG_3958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;After that dried I put it all together and got this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I did have a bit of an issue witht the cord, when I put the glasses on it sagged. So I stapled the center and then covered it with a clear vintage button and a small teal button&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590289702303911650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9pOb6HZJTq8/TZSy3ZlZTuI/AAAAAAAAAfA/tBeaTrMDjFI/s320/IMG_3962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I hope you enjoyed this DIY!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590288948697322978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-It2L6BWwdIU/TZSyLiLlVeI/AAAAAAAAAe4/xaVSXY82pBE/s320/IMG_3960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-1929541559202993964?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/1929541559202993964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=1929541559202993964' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/1929541559202993964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/1929541559202993964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/03/diy-just-another-word-for-awesome.html' title='DIY... Just another word for Awesome..'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OeFK4OAFA84/TZSxxItsobI/AAAAAAAAAd4/dBzITS6dbAY/s72-c/IMG_3952.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-1362765082646189437</id><published>2011-03-28T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T21:54:23.864-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><title type='text'>A Day to Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;It's easy to forget that humans are such fragile beings, we can be hurt physically and mentally with the slightest of ease. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Some people act so strong that you think that you can't possibly hurt them, but inside they could be as fragile as a newborn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Its kind of amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The human body is amazing as well, we do so many horrible things to our bodies and yet it adapts and keeps going. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am in a revelation-y type of mood today. Things are running around my head &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mom told me that today is my Grandmothers death day. I miss her like crazy. She was one of those sweet grandmas, that made you feel warm and cuddly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's a story from when I was younger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was sleeping over my Grandma's house one night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I couldn't sleep so I was looking over the edge of the bed, listening to my Grandma snoring next to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Grandma had a cat named Gato, while I was staring down at the cream colored carpet, Gato came out from under the bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He was playing with something, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I took a closer look at the thing that he was playing with, it moved. Realizing what it was I started to scream, waking up my grandmother in the process. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She woke with a start and looked at me and asked "What is it?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just screamed "Gato's got a mouse" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as I stood on the bed on my tipy toe's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Grandmother started screaming for my uncle Tommy, who came in a rush. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He poked his head in the room and said &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Whats going on" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Grandmother said "Gato's got a mouse, get it Tommy" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At this point I was crying and hysterical. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He looked at us like we were retarded and said "that's it.. calm down." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He left the room for a few seconds and came back with a broom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Where is it?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We pointed to where Gato was and Gato sensing that his toy was going to be taken away, ran away with the squirming mouse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My uncle started calling Gato and trying to coax him out from behind the bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I remember my uncle using the broom trying to get Gato and the mouse, and me saying &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Get it uncle!"over and over again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When he finally got it he disposed of the mouse, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Grandma and I were laughing with relief. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Side Note* I'm kinda obsessed with the color Lavender right now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-1362765082646189437?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/1362765082646189437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=1362765082646189437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/1362765082646189437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/1362765082646189437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-to-remember.html' title='A Day to Remember'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-7235448468402286608</id><published>2011-03-21T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T13:22:42.436-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isabella Sophia'/><title type='text'>Guess what? I am not a robot...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Took a little trip yesterday to visit my grandmother in Brooklyn.&lt;br /&gt;She just got a cute new puppy and she wanted me to see it.&lt;br /&gt;I am more then happy to oblige.&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I went to her house&lt;br /&gt;I headed to Peter Pans Donut shop, they have the best Old Fashioned Crullers, and they are my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling snap happy so I took a few pics of the things I saw... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(of course I'm going to subject you to them... Wait, I am no better then those people who force others to oooh and ahh over their vacation or cat photo's? hmmm... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Here we go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586625932674689650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iOPqS_aPWfA/TYeur8IPanI/AAAAAAAAAdI/jUZXXpUfTOU/s320/IMG_3771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9yLvQStjC9I/TYeusznvJWI/AAAAAAAAAdg/70Ydcps_cII/s1600/IMG_3826.JPG"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586625947570742626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9yLvQStjC9I/TYeusznvJWI/AAAAAAAAAdg/70Ydcps_cII/s320/IMG_3826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My Adorable Great Grandmother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586625934304834786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qeOyiD_XdsU/TYeusCM5dOI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/KsCpBRYO9Qg/s320/IMG_3804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586625945083897858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-icLwWVfxcfM/TYeusqW06AI/AAAAAAAAAdY/IbFIrUn3Izc/s320/IMG_3823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;After all of that my sister and I took a trip to Jersey to see my aunt and little cousin Isabella, she is the cutest thing ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586628862479272898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-an9YhseDhjE/TYexWegFi8I/AAAAAAAAAdo/1Fw29R3wVJY/s320/IMG_3841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So that was pretty much my Sunday... I think it was a good one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*Side Note* I have yet to get my hair cut and I've been talking about getting one for about a month now... I still need it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-7235448468402286608?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/7235448468402286608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=7235448468402286608' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/7235448468402286608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/7235448468402286608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/03/guess-what-i-am-not-robot.html' title='Guess what? I am not a robot...'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iOPqS_aPWfA/TYeur8IPanI/AAAAAAAAAdI/jUZXXpUfTOU/s72-c/IMG_3771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-5026702877462835603</id><published>2011-03-19T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T21:16:39.788-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diabolo'/><title type='text'>I don't know if I was awake or asleep when I wrote this</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;What it is about me that inspires drunken Irish men to talk to me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I'm not quite sure whats wrong with me because I talk back to them... lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's becoming a pattern.... and I don't know how I feel about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I'm watching The Pee-wee Herman show on Broadway on HBO, It made me think of this documentery I watched a while ago, It was about Paul Rubens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He had a cool childhood... I have to admit I am jealous of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Short story, he grew up around circus folk and that inspired him to become an actor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would have loved to grow up in that enviorment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would probably be a better juggler for it too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Speaking of which, I was practicing diabolo the other day and I am so out of practice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but anyway thats all for now... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-5026702877462835603?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/5026702877462835603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=5026702877462835603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/5026702877462835603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/5026702877462835603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-dont-know-if-i-was-awake-or-asleep.html' title='I don&apos;t know if I was awake or asleep when I wrote this'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-2112937021614061550</id><published>2011-03-14T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T19:49:25.775-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><title type='text'>How does your heart beat and why do you breathe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;so I have been neglecting my blog for the past few weeks for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;I have been insanely busy.. I was working, helping my mom plan my dads 50Th bday party and hanging out with friends.&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I have so much to write about but I don't want this to be a long post so I will break it up into a few post.&lt;br /&gt;First I want to talk about my trip to the Zoo, Central Park Zoo that is.&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun. They were training a new sea lion named Brusier.&lt;br /&gt;He was so friendly and he came right up to me and started posing for my cam.&lt;br /&gt;I wandered around the zoo and it was totally calming&lt;br /&gt;I saw the penguins and the Polar bears.&lt;br /&gt;After the Zoo I went to meet my aunt in the city for a play.&lt;br /&gt;We watched Priscilla Queen of the Desert, It was totally awesome!&lt;br /&gt;Sooo so funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well that's all for now, here are some of the pics I took from the Zoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Bruiser&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9LbwiSKZjlw/TX7MiZuVJNI/AAAAAAAAAdA/D9JzxoBENsk/s1600/seal.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584125479378822354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9LbwiSKZjlw/TX7MiZuVJNI/AAAAAAAAAdA/D9JzxoBENsk/s400/seal.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty Parrots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlEQRCgZwJk/TX7MiD18fvI/AAAAAAAAAc4/iSw6-dQ1LMI/s1600/polly.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584125473505181426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlEQRCgZwJk/TX7MiD18fvI/AAAAAAAAAc4/iSw6-dQ1LMI/s400/polly.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bruiser with his trainer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Junu5kJoNtM/TX7MhzXr75I/AAAAAAAAAcw/BZ-tcPCFMtk/s1600/IMG_3649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584125469083299730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Junu5kJoNtM/TX7MhzXr75I/AAAAAAAAAcw/BZ-tcPCFMtk/s400/IMG_3649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-2112937021614061550?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/2112937021614061550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=2112937021614061550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/2112937021614061550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/2112937021614061550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-does-your-heart-beat-and-why-do-you.html' title='How does your heart beat and why do you breathe...'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9LbwiSKZjlw/TX7MiZuVJNI/AAAAAAAAAdA/D9JzxoBENsk/s72-c/seal.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-2583430061239249703</id><published>2011-02-24T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T20:46:04.660-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eisley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Painting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I wish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>I Wish....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;My new song obsession...&lt;br /&gt;is off of Eisley's new album "The Valley"&lt;br /&gt;The song is "I Wish".&lt;br /&gt;I have been listening to it non stop for the last 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;Its very melodic and soft at first&lt;br /&gt;then it sucks you in with this catchy beat&lt;br /&gt;I have found myself singing it while doing things that don't require my full attention.&lt;br /&gt;I think the first 3 lines in the first verse is kind of reminds me of how I feel at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"I walked into this life a lover &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;And I was carrying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;A deep hope for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I lit up like a fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I watched you from afar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;A blazing burning star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I came alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;A design&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;The tree of life... Is what you are"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love the lyrics, they paint this beautiful picture in my head of a first love.&lt;br /&gt;Eisley has seemed to capture it in a melody.&lt;br /&gt;Experiencing it for the first time with untainted eyes&lt;br /&gt;completely awkward and unsure of how to act on your feelings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the rest of the lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(PS There are no official lyrics so I had to type this up myself, so it may not be completely accurate)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Ooooooh Ahoooo I wish you felt this waaay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You say Oh baby start again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Oooooh Ahoooo I wish you felt this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You say,you take the pain away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You say, you take away the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;So tell me it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Do you feel this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Cause your not sure what’s required&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;And do you hear this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Your not expected to be forthright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Your so profound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;But your not found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;And If I could Id just claim you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Ooooooh Ahoooo I wish you felt this waaay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You say Oh baby start again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Oooooh Ahoooo I wish you felt this waaaay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You say, you take the pain away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You say , you take away the pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Ooooooohhhh oooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I came alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Oooooooooohhhh oooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;A new design &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Ooooooh Ahoooo I wish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Ooooooh Ahoooo I wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; Ooooooh Ahoooo I wish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Ooooooh Ahoooo I wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; Ooooooh Ahoooo I wish you felt this waaay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You say Oh baby start again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; Oooooh Ahoooo I wish you felt this waaaay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You say Oh baby start again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You say, you take the pain away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You say , you take away the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think I have gone on about this enough... So next topic.&lt;br /&gt;I have been inspired latey to paint on canvas,&lt;br /&gt;something I normally don't do because I suck when it comes to painting.&lt;br /&gt;That being said, the only way to improve is to practice.&lt;br /&gt;So I have rolled up my sleeves and picked up my paints and canvas&lt;br /&gt;and I am attempting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus far my attempts look like that of a high school freshman... Kind of sad, but I still like them.&lt;br /&gt;I might post some pics...&lt;br /&gt;I might not... Lets see how I feel at the end of this post.&lt;br /&gt;In my head I want to pick up a brush and bust out a piece like Audrey Kawaskai,&lt;br /&gt; but I know that is improbable.&lt;br /&gt; I'm just going to keep at it.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I will see some improvement in the next few months...&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ok here are pics of the paintings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Sleeping Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577480053819641778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w8rtrKCLj8c/TWcwjuW_D7I/AAAAAAAAAco/KnfUL2gMeO8/s400/Bluegirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Sisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SChVEZpB03Q/TWcwjUOQPRI/AAAAAAAAAcg/-SXYqd1J6Dw/s1600/IMG_3611.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577480046803696914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SChVEZpB03Q/TWcwjUOQPRI/AAAAAAAAAcg/-SXYqd1J6Dw/s400/IMG_3611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Forest of Shadows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--TXEfbgs2B8/TWcwjFZvaLI/AAAAAAAAAcY/A1JDsfslHlY/s1600/IMG_3608.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577480042825345202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--TXEfbgs2B8/TWcwjFZvaLI/AAAAAAAAAcY/A1JDsfslHlY/s400/IMG_3608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577480038588695826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G_-ZTW25TSE/TWcwi1npRRI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/GkvDBESMhPw/s400/IMG_3607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;*Side Note* I still haven't gotten my hair cut and I am starting to really need it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;*Side Side Note* While writing up this post, I have listened to "I wish" about 30 times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-2583430061239249703?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/2583430061239249703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=2583430061239249703' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/2583430061239249703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/2583430061239249703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-wish.html' title='I Wish....'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w8rtrKCLj8c/TWcwjuW_D7I/AAAAAAAAAco/KnfUL2gMeO8/s72-c/Bluegirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-7674096009452364992</id><published>2011-02-20T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T19:56:07.060-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Big Bang Theory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><title type='text'>Heaven's not a place that you go when you die, It's that moment in life when you actually feel alive...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So this week I got to talking to a friend about Big Bang Theory, one of my favorite shows, we ended up discussing the relationship between Penny and Leonard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;He claimed that a relationship between the two is unfeasible because Leonard is only attracted to Penny's good looks, and basically that their relationship has an expiration date, as does Penny's Beauty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I do not agree... but it got me to thinking... as per usual... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;In our society, we base our opinions of people by the way they look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;You start with their eyes, then you move other features of their face and you continue with the way they carry themselves. If they are talking with someone, you see how they move their lips when they talk, only when you find these things appealing do you maybe even attempt in a conversation with them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I mean I don't look around a room and look for the person with a scowl on their face to start up a convo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(usually because that's me...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So yes, I will say that the thing that draws someone to someone else initially is their physical appearance, but once you get pass all of that it's the person that makes you stay or walk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I believe that in a relationship between two people, where one person lacks the other person tends to pick up the slack. For example:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The woman is loud and the life of the party whereas the guy is quiet and keeps to himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Another example: The woman hates to cook and the guy loves to cook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;There has to be a balance between the two in order for it work, at the same time you need to have some common ground, like a love for obscure 1960 films.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So in the Case of Penny and Leonard where they may not have a lot of common ground, they do complement each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Penny is loud and isn't afraid to give you her opinion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Leonard is timid and has a hard time telling people off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Penny is kind and cares about others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Leonard is kind, but he tends to be a little more reluctant to help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(usually ends up being guilted into helping)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;In conclusion... I think they should be together and it can in fact work and last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-7674096009452364992?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/7674096009452364992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=7674096009452364992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/7674096009452364992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/7674096009452364992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/02/heavens-not-place-that-you-go-when-you.html' title='Heaven&apos;s not a place that you go when you die, It&apos;s that moment in life when you actually feel alive...'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-4780074436874802972</id><published>2011-02-14T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T13:43:08.689-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Say anything'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>The sun is shining somewhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Valentines Day!&lt;br /&gt;In honor of this day I have come up w ith 2 song playlist for you to check out.&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who are attached, grab the one you love and have a micro dance party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I want you-- Fefe Dobson&lt;br /&gt;2. Crush'd-- Say Anything (of course)&lt;br /&gt;3. Must have dones something right-- Relient K&lt;br /&gt;4. Green eyes-- I am the Avalanche&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. She likes me for me-- Collective Soul&lt;br /&gt;6.Valentine-- Shades Apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who are single, grab your Ice cream of choice and grab these songs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. No Surprise-- Theory of a Deadman&lt;br /&gt;2. Rolling in the Deep-- Adele&lt;br /&gt;3. Made Of Stone-- Envy on the Coast&lt;br /&gt;4. Don't Speak Liar-- We the Kings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. Die Alone-- Ingrid Michaelson&lt;br /&gt; 6. My second restraining order--I am the Avalanche&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I had a mini photo shoot here are the pic's:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNaDCH-Vcz0/TVmfumT-txI/AAAAAAAAAcA/A9Lruv1RvPE/s1600/Key2myheart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573661636754847506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNaDCH-Vcz0/TVmfumT-txI/AAAAAAAAAcA/A9Lruv1RvPE/s400/Key2myheart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PETVtfH4hPw/TVmfuY8RYfI/AAAAAAAAAb4/KfNxfSCbWvE/s1600/key4myheart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573661633165746674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PETVtfH4hPw/TVmfuY8RYfI/AAAAAAAAAb4/KfNxfSCbWvE/s400/key4myheart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *Side note* Have you seen the key to my Heart? If you do let me know...&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/3498211443147209829-4780074436874802972?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/4780074436874802972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=4780074436874802972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/4780074436874802972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/4780074436874802972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/02/sun-is-shining-somewhere.html' title='The sun is shining somewhere'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNaDCH-Vcz0/TVmfumT-txI/AAAAAAAAAcA/A9Lruv1RvPE/s72-c/Key2myheart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-4210326805085126423</id><published>2011-02-10T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T13:39:34.915-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Wanderlust comes creeping up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to go somewhere... Anywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take a long drive or maybe a weekend trip...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to escape for a little while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think escape is the wrong word... Vacate is better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vacate reality and insert myself into another world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss traveling...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What inspired this wanderlust you ask?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My boss was looking up flights today and I became incredibly jealous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to hop on a flight to somewhere warm... I miss the sun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These hardcore winter months have left me wanting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have to get out of here.. but I can't, I'm trapped by my wallet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So for now I have to just travel in my mind...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Side Note* I tried the most Amazing beer the other night, any one who knows me, knows that I am not a fan of beer... but Fruli's Strawberry Beer now owns my heart..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-4210326805085126423?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/4210326805085126423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=4210326805085126423' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/4210326805085126423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/4210326805085126423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/02/wanderlust-comes-creeping-up.html' title='Wanderlust comes creeping up...'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-55428110400864219</id><published>2011-02-01T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T21:57:11.875-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pet'/><title type='text'>In my dreams began to creep.. That old familiar Tweet, tweet, tweet....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So I have become obsessed with the notion of getting a bird... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I have never had a bird before, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I remember one point in my childhood wanting a parrot and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;my mother said something along the lines of... "No way in hell"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and with the notion of getting a bird has come the notion of getting a cage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how many more times can I say "notion", my goodness!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I found the exact kind of cage I would want on ebay... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568963430084009746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TUjuu-lMXxI/AAAAAAAAAbs/2q434jj0BOg/s320/birdcage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Something like this is perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Vintage and that metal lace pattern along the top is beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But I feel like I could make a bird cage... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So its got in my head that I am going to make a bird cage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I feel like somehow this will end up with me buying the cage on ebay because the one I made is crooked and unappealing... only one way to find out right.... ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;*Side note* I want a Parakeet... I didn't mention that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-55428110400864219?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/55428110400864219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=55428110400864219' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/55428110400864219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/55428110400864219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/02/in-my-dreams-began-to-creep-that-old.html' title='In my dreams began to creep.. That old familiar Tweet, tweet, tweet....'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TUjuu-lMXxI/AAAAAAAAAbs/2q434jj0BOg/s72-c/birdcage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-4235113661408120969</id><published>2011-01-30T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T19:06:15.280-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>By morning, you'll be gone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TUYlLVMEsHI/AAAAAAAAAbU/w8d3ULtIB08/s1600/ETERNAL.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568178865886769266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TUYlLVMEsHI/AAAAAAAAAbU/w8d3ULtIB08/s320/ETERNAL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I watched "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless mind" the other day.&lt;br /&gt;I have seen it before and I remember loving it, so much so that I bought the DVD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the other day I was bored and in the mood to watch a movie, so I rooted around my DVD collection and picked out this movie.&lt;br /&gt;And this time... It really struck me.&lt;br /&gt;It is sooo amazing.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568178875364486946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TUYlL4fvLyI/AAAAAAAAAbk/N5tWNfO5eXQ/s320/jim%2Bfall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It's one of those movies that make you think. Here is a description:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Joel is played by Jim Carrey and Clem is played by Kate Winslet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man, Joel Barish, heartbroken that his girlfriend Clementine underwent a procedure to erase him from her memory, he decides to do the same. However, as he watches his memories of her fade away, he realizes that he still loves her... but it may be too late to correct his mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me wonder... &lt;br /&gt;If you fell out of love with someone, how far would you go to to start over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Some of my favorite quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000701/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Clementine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;: You know me, I'm impulsive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000120/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Joel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;: That's what I love about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000120/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Joel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;: I can't see anything that I don't like about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000701/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Clementine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;: But you will! But you will. You know, you will think of things. And I'll get bored with you and feel trapped because that's what happens with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000120/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Joel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;: Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000701/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Clementine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;: [pauses] Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Joel calls Clem on the telephone]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000701/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Clementine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;: What took you so long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000120/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Joel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;: I just walked in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000701/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Clementine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;: Do you miss me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000120/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Joel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;: Oddly enough, I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000701/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Clementine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;: You said "I do" - I guess that means we're married!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000120/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Joel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;: I guess so! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;This movie has made it to the list of my favorite movies.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*Side note* See This Movie!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-4235113661408120969?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/4235113661408120969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=4235113661408120969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/4235113661408120969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/4235113661408120969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/01/by-morning-youll-be-gone.html' title='By morning, you&apos;ll be gone...'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TUYlLVMEsHI/AAAAAAAAAbU/w8d3ULtIB08/s72-c/ETERNAL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-1494701346750131972</id><published>2011-01-25T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T09:00:58.191-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>Home - Edward Sharpe and The Magnetic Zeros Acoustic Cover (Jorge &amp; Alex...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This duo has stolen my heart! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope that If I ever have kids one day, their father will do this with them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess I have to find him first....lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/L64c5vT3NBw?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" height="295" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Side note* I love the part when she turns to her dad and says "One day I'm gonna whistle?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So flippin Cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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Alex...'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/L64c5vT3NBw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-743048916198303169</id><published>2011-01-18T18:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T19:01:28.010-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Say anything'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depressed'/><title type='text'>Just sing the saddest song for me, revive me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I don't know why but for some reason, I have felt angsty all day...&lt;br /&gt;And for the most part the day was uneventful...&lt;br /&gt;I have felt restless all day, and of course I had absolutely nowhere to be.&lt;br /&gt;The weather was rainy (Which is my favorite)&lt;br /&gt;But I just wanted to be around another human who I like, I didn't even need to talk.&lt;br /&gt;And I found myself with nowhere to really turn.&lt;br /&gt;In my attempt to find another I called my friend and basically invited myself over&lt;br /&gt;(with permission)&lt;br /&gt;I walked in on tension and then felt bad for intruding...&lt;br /&gt;So I excused myself and drove around for about an hour.&lt;br /&gt;I then called another friend, who I discovered, was having some of her own drama.&lt;br /&gt;I felt crazy alone.&lt;br /&gt;(not even a Peppermint hot Coco could mend my mood)&lt;br /&gt;I eventually landed in Barnes and Noble, read a book and then came home to write this.&lt;br /&gt;Now I am currently listening to Say Anything's "I used to have a heart."&lt;br /&gt;There is a part in the song that stuck out to me and I feel like it's really fitting for how I feel at the moment:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;All I want to do is be mended by you&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be confused, I just want to find you&lt;br /&gt;All I want to kill is that which keeps me ill&lt;br /&gt;Underwhelmed and unfulfilled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;That's me in a nutshell today.&lt;br /&gt;That expresses me more then all the words I could type here.&lt;br /&gt;I feel rejected and let down by life today...&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm being a tad dramatic...&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to stop writing now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-743048916198303169?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/743048916198303169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=743048916198303169' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/743048916198303169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/743048916198303169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/01/just-sing-saddest-song-for-me-revive-me.html' 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tree&apos;s'/><title type='text'>When I took down my defenses for the first time there was something in me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I have been neglecting my juggling lately... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;That kind of makes me sad, I really love juggling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So I decided I'm going to start practicing again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So I'm going to make a small list here of my Juggling goals:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1. Juggling 2 Diabolo's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2. 2 ball columns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;3. Learn contact juggling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;4. Learn more Diabolo tricks (ie. magic knot, cats cradle etc.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;5. Also doing tricks on the Rola Bola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I think this is a good place to start off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hopefully I will see an improvement soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;In other News&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I saw the Neon Tree's at Webster Hall the other night with my friend Mira....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Twas Amazing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I kinda didn't know what to expect, the crowd was filled with upper east side trust fund baby's, which would have been fine if they didn't think that just because they paid for the ticket to the show that they now owned the venue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But.. you have to pick your battle's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and that was not one that I wanted to waist my brain cells over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Despite that... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The show was great. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The Neon tree's brought it, and when I say brought it, they rocked so hard the walls and the floors shook with envy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I will def be seeing them again live. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Here is a video of their latest single "1983" for your enjoyment:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(I love all the 80's references)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j51LRUjIdnE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j51LRUjIdnE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Any who on the more mundane side of life... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I need to cut my hair...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Side Note* Me thinks it might be time to dye my hair back to normal... What do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-346855716800094435?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/346855716800094435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=346855716800094435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/346855716800094435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/346855716800094435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/01/when-i-took-down-my-defenses-for-first.html' title='When I took down my defenses for the first time there was something in me...'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-8987070117085851918</id><published>2011-01-10T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T11:31:45.492-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><title type='text'>The suns in my heart and I'm ready for love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I am huge fan of 1960's/50's movies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I am also a fan of rain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;There is only one movie that combines the two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;And that movie is....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Singing in the Rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;It's a Classic and one of my favorite's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Even nowadays if someone says Singing in the Rain, you know what they are talking about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Something about movies in that time is magical. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;The women oozed feminine grace and the men were completely charming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;It makes me swoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;My favorite scene (which is probably everyone else's favorite) has to be this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="390" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D1ZYhVpdXbQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D1ZYhVpdXbQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;It's so amazing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I love the rain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;One of my favorite things to do is to run around in the rain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Especially when it's warm out and the rain is cool and falling heavy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I can't wait for the summer, so I can run around in the rain again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Side Note* I'm watching Bend it like Beckham ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-8987070117085851918?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/8987070117085851918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=8987070117085851918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/8987070117085851918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/8987070117085851918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/01/suns-in-my-heart-and-im-ready-for-love.html' title='The suns in my heart and I&apos;m ready for love...'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-8554475750045428836</id><published>2011-01-04T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T07:23:22.449-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nutella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Viva la Crepe'/><title type='text'>Viva La Crepe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I had to pick a battle cry it would be "Viva La Crepe!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know if you are aware of this little known fact but I am a huge supporter of Crepe's Especially one's smothered in the deliciousness that is Nutella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In order to support my cause, I took a little trip to Viva La Crepe, a crepery on university plaza in NYC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So here is a short video of me watching the... Creper? aka guy making the crepe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d9b6c941744b36fa" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd9b6c941744b36fa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331746479%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D432F001CEEE146245A010BDC5C2439362FC210C3.171511E0B7E8BB165D93CA07C2875CF8CAF9EB69%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd9b6c941744b36fa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCj3KFiqjenwy-GLhe4JUt5dVbKQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd9b6c941744b36fa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331746479%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D432F001CEEE146245A010BDC5C2439362FC210C3.171511E0B7E8BB165D93CA07C2875CF8CAF9EB69%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd9b6c941744b36fa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCj3KFiqjenwy-GLhe4JUt5dVbKQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-8554475750045428836?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/8554475750045428836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=8554475750045428836' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/8554475750045428836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/8554475750045428836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/01/viva-la-crepe.html' title='Viva La Crepe!'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-4703007104082763895</id><published>2011-01-02T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T23:07:32.730-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><title type='text'>dum spiro spero (while I breathe, I hope)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Do you ever feel already buried deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Six feet under scream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;But no one seems to hear a thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel like that... I feel restless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am getting this nagging feeling that I usually get before I quit a job...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am trying to figure out what I really want...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm going to try and work up the nerve and talk to my boss tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hopefully it goes over well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel bad for leaving my boss but at some point &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you have to do what your heart is telling and you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And right now my heart is screaming at the top of it's lungs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have to do what is best for me and I think what is best for me is to move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to go back to school get a new job and kinda start fresh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I suppose every one's kinda feeling that way right now though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New year and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just don't want to look back and think "Why did I waste my time with that?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am really excited for the changes I feel that are headings in my direction. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Fingers crossed*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know in my heart that this is the right choice for me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-4703007104082763895?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/4703007104082763895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=4703007104082763895' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/4703007104082763895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/4703007104082763895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2011/01/dum-spiro-spero-while-i-breathe-i-hope.html' title='dum spiro spero (while I breathe, I hope)'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-8549797882357717527</id><published>2010-12-31T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T22:02:29.016-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Say anything'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='24'/><title type='text'>Just one more birthday....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Let me guide you through the story of a boy and his curse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tiny diamond in his stroller with his first step chasing the hearse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sippin' at a cup that's half way filled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But looking forward to the day he pays that drinking bill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;There's no peace, there's no quiet on this earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;He confided, nestled tightly in that womb beneath the dirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hurt no more and when he turned 24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;He wrote a note to nail to God's front door that said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I want death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Death for my birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I want death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Death in the worst way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I want death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Death for my birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Don't get me wrong cause..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I love life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But life has a boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bless my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm out to destroy them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I want death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Death for my birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;For my birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;From the high paying job and the love of his life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;He rode a roller coaster ride of lust on their wedding night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;They made a baby in unmentionable ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;He was ungrateful as a man could be on that blessed day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And underneath he thought this is all a phase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Just a blip in the existence of a structure vast and great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pray each night to his cross of a charm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;For the one thing he couldn't afford just to buy the farm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I want death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Death for my birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I want death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Death in the worst way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I want death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Death for my birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Don't get me wrong cause..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I love life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But life has a boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bless my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm out to destroy them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I want death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Death for my birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;For my birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'll never lose another friend again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Or watch them start a war that's fought for ideals that are dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'll never have an argument again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Because my dust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;will be your salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My blood will hydrate you off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My heart will be your meal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And I won't ride the cycle of the way it kills to think and feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No more, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I want death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Death for my birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I want death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Death in the worst way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I want death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Death for my birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Don't get me wrong cause..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I love life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But life has a boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bless my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm out to destroy them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I want death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Death for my birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;For my birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;One sweet day his heart ceased to beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;He fell so fast beneath all our feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Through bugs and snakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Last words he had to say were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Help me claw my way to the surface&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Oh sweet lord you know I deserve this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Just one more, just one more birthday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-8549797882357717527?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/8549797882357717527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=8549797882357717527' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/8549797882357717527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/8549797882357717527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/12/just-one-more-birthday.html' title='Just one more birthday....'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-8536804674512244963</id><published>2010-12-28T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T20:16:12.803-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New years'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Shake it up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I am sooo lucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;This holiday season I have felt incredibly Lucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Lucky:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;to have my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;to have Amazing friends that are more like family to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;to be alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;to have people in my life that care about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I just want to say Thank You to all of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Banana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Nix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Marmar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Vic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Jesse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Lea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;My family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Everyone who enriches my life purely by being in it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Thank You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I am surrounded by warmth and love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I am sooo grateful and humbled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;This year has been a very conflicting year for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I have had my ups and downs but the important things remain constant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;This has past Christmas been the most magical for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It remind me of when a feeling I would get as a kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I would preform in talent shows and on those nights, I would sing or dance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;At the end of my performance, a member of my family would come up to the stage bringing with them a bouquet of flowers for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I would go to sleep those nights with such a high. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I would wake up the next morning and feel like it was all a beautiful dream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;and then I would see the flowers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Here is a music video/commercial I fell in love with that makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dungUxTi2eU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dungUxTi2eU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;As the new year approaches &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I am faced with things I would like to sweep under the rug and forget about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Friday I'm turning 24 years old, It's really weird to think that I will be 24.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's sounds so grown up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;My birthday is generally kind of depressing for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I don't know why that is, but it's always been that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I don't really do a whole lot on my birthday even though it is a holiday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I usually have dinner with my fam and then hang out around the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hahaha, I sound so lame. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;but really, I enjoy hanging out with my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Although this year it's going to be slightly different because I am going to dinner with the family on Saturday instead of Friday so I have no plans on my birthday... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;which kinda sucks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;but I'll make the best of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Maybe I'll gather some friends and drag them out to the bar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We shall see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-8536804674512244963?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/8536804674512244963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=8536804674512244963' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/8536804674512244963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/8536804674512244963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/12/shake-it-up.html' title='Shake it up...'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-9137893987076031154</id><published>2010-12-21T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T20:25:54.503-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lunar Eclipse'/><title type='text'>Total eclipse of the... Moon....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm currently watching Donnie Darko.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I forgot what a great movie this is, some of these actors are now well known actor's.&lt;br /&gt; Seth Rogan, Ashley Tisdale, Jake Gyllenhaal, Patrick Shwayze, Maggie Gyllenhaal, Jerry Trainor of Icarly, Drew Barrymore, Jena Malone It's kinda crazy.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway... I wanted to talk about the Luna eclipse we had the other day...&lt;br /&gt;It was so magical!!! I got some amazing shots with my canon!&lt;br /&gt;Here they are!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TRF8nQpBZMI/AAAAAAAAAbE/khHOJzyOWaw/s1600/IMG_6459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553356829448299714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TRF8nQpBZMI/AAAAAAAAAbE/khHOJzyOWaw/s320/IMG_6459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TRF8nAMh-RI/AAAAAAAAAa8/nNojm9M4u9c/s1600/IMG_6463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553356825033832722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TRF8nAMh-RI/AAAAAAAAAa8/nNojm9M4u9c/s320/IMG_6463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't that Amazing...&lt;br /&gt; It makes me love the randomness that is out universe just that much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-9137893987076031154?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/9137893987076031154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=9137893987076031154' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/9137893987076031154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/9137893987076031154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/12/total-eclipse-of-moon.html' title='Total eclipse of the... Moon....'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TRF8nQpBZMI/AAAAAAAAAbE/khHOJzyOWaw/s72-c/IMG_6459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-1916286337781068579</id><published>2010-12-16T10:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T06:17:47.218-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ornament swap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mail'/><title type='text'>You are the Ornament to my Christmas tree....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So a few months ago&lt;br /&gt;I signed up for a Ornament swap&lt;br /&gt;through a blog called &lt;a href="http://freshlyblended.blogspot.com/"&gt;Freshlyblended&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the swap you have to design a handmade ornament&lt;br /&gt;that you can make multiples of&lt;br /&gt;and send them to the people in your assigned group.&lt;br /&gt;I thought this was soooo Awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted my ornament to be something that you wouldn't normally see in the store.&lt;br /&gt;So I made my ornaments and Today I finally sent them out.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to post any pictures of the Ornaments quite yet,&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to ruin it for my other group members.&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit I am kind of proud of them.&lt;br /&gt;Eeep.&lt;br /&gt;I love getting the package in the mail and opening it only to discover a new Ornament.&lt;br /&gt;When I get all of them I will do a post about them!&lt;br /&gt;So Excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are what the packages look like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TQtvJ9GLIiI/AAAAAAAAAak/tdbQHPpta2w/s1600/IMG_2761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551653182474232354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TQtvJ9GLIiI/AAAAAAAAAak/tdbQHPpta2w/s320/IMG_2761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Aren't they cute!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the post office heading to their new homes... *Sniff* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551654918328567970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TQtwu_qGSKI/AAAAAAAAAas/XcQ-yV91OtE/s200/IMG_2762.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Side note* I want to package everything like this now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-1916286337781068579?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/1916286337781068579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=1916286337781068579' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/1916286337781068579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/1916286337781068579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/12/you-are-ornament-to-my-christmas-tree.html' title='You are the Ornament to my Christmas tree....'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TQtvJ9GLIiI/AAAAAAAAAak/tdbQHPpta2w/s72-c/IMG_2761.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-130113019498741765</id><published>2010-12-13T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T20:53:14.930-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love life'/><title type='text'>A stabbing pain that says I lack</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I don't usually talk about my relationships (Past or Present) on my blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;but it's something I have been thinking about a lot lately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So to put my mind at ease here I go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I was recently dating someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;This is the first real dating I had done since my last relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I thought the dates went well but I guess I was mistaken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;(I really liked him)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;It just got me thinking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and thinking for me is very bad... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I tend to dwell on things to the point where I over analyze...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; but anyway the conclusion I have come to is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I am unlucky in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;At this point I feel like there has to be something wrong with me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I am aware that I'm not perfect &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I am stubborn, slightly pessimistic and can be moody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;But I am also a good person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I am easy going, fairly smart, creative, funny, honest and generous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; So I don't quite understand why I'm single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Maybe I don't put myself out there enough or maybe It's just not in the cards for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I started looking back at past relationships to see what went wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and here are reasons some of the relationships didn't work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;1. I was trying to be something that I wasn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;2. He couldn't accept me the way I was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;3. I wasn't ready for a relationship and I regret that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;(The only guy who ever treated me right)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;4. He was to attached to me and that scared me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;5. He used me and I let him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;6. They led me on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Most of my relationships ended badly and we couldn't remain friends, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I found that some of them resented me after the relationship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I would even go as far as to say they hate me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I could never really understand why, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I mean If I broke up with them I was just be honest with myself and the way I felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Whats the point of leading them on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;It would only hurt them and me more later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;It's just really disappointing, I always end up getting hurt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Right when I start to let a guy past my defences, they just let me down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;It never fails, and now I expect it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I don't want to be the girl that has been burned so many times, she cant let anyone in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I fear that I am becoming just that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I am very independent and I have a hard time asking for help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I do not need a man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;but it would be nice to have someone to share those little moments in life with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Guys say they want the nice girl but I'm learning different. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*Side note* If you don't like me just tell me, I won't be upset, I promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Just don't have me believing that you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Not to mention its a waste of my time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-130113019498741765?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/130113019498741765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=130113019498741765' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/130113019498741765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/130113019498741765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/12/stabbing-pain-that-says-i-lack.html' title='A stabbing pain that says I lack'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-988456468193593808</id><published>2010-12-10T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T18:55:20.578-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depressed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Max Bemis'/><title type='text'>Why me....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Defeat is written on her face as she looks at the computer screen... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her eye's become glossy and tears well up on the bottom lashes. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She turns her face upward and let's out a sigh of anguish.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She pushes the laptop off of her in disgust and gets out of the bed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She stands for a moment swaying on her feet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As if an imaginary sting has been cut she falls to the floor as her body goes limp.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's where her parents found her two hours later. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her face pressed into the hardwood floor as she sobs silently.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A few hours later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The men picked her up and placed her on a gurney. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They rolled her out of the room, her mother and father stood by helplessly &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;watching their eldest daughter wrapped in a crisp white straight jacket. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her face was pale and her eyes were wide and red. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She was speaking in a hurried whispers as she passed them.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She whispered "I missed it, I missed it, how could I miss it." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her words began to blur into each other as if she was speaking another language.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The above story (that I just wrote) is how I feel on the inside.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The reason you ask...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So Max Bemis is doing solo shows in Feb... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They went on sale today at 1pm.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I forgot...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So now... *Sob* I can't go.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe I forgot!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am super mad at myself....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sooo bummed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I missed it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*Side note* I dyed the back of my hair blue, I was really happy about that until this happened... life sucks right now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-988456468193593808?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/988456468193593808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=988456468193593808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/988456468193593808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/988456468193593808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/12/why-me.html' title='Why me....'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-3370083540726554611</id><published>2010-12-09T12:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T21:55:25.819-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craft fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My chemical Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>You wanted arts and crafts, How's this for arts and crafts?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So it's been a kinda crazy week for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have been running around trying to get things ready for the craft show &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this Sat. December 11th at White Plains High School. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am really excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok so that aside I also have to get my Xmas stuff ready! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel like I have barely had anytime for myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are so many things I have to still do for the show for Sat. and it feels like I'll never finish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last friday I went to see My Chemical Romance for the first time in a few years &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and they were AmAzing!! I love them sooo much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I took soo many pictures! but I kinda dont know exactly where my camera is at this moment &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but when I find it I will edit the post and include some photo's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I've gotta jet. Lots of this to do today and there are not enough hours in a day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;^_~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Talk to all of you soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Xoxoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Side note* Changing things up a little. Talk to ya about it soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-3370083540726554611?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/3370083540726554611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=3370083540726554611' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/3370083540726554611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/3370083540726554611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/12/you-wanted-arts-and-crafts-hows-this.html' title='You wanted arts and crafts, How&apos;s this for arts and crafts?'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-5488474007510382665</id><published>2010-12-03T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T13:31:35.006-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>I lock myself inside my head and I just run in place</title><content type='html'>So I have been posting a lot of vids lately...&lt;br /&gt;and now I'm going to add 2 more. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;These 2 vids are ones that I am currently obsessed with.&lt;br /&gt;The first is by Middle Class Rut "New low"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A5GYOsKLp6o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A5GYOsKLp6o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the second is by The Parlotones "Push me to the floor". Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OPo3KLZ4SpM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OPo3KLZ4SpM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Side note* My Chemical Romance Tonight!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-5488474007510382665?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/5488474007510382665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=5488474007510382665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/5488474007510382665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/5488474007510382665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-lock-myself-inside-my-head-and-i-just.html' title='I lock myself inside my head and I just run in place'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-4260793494620336137</id><published>2010-11-28T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T21:15:09.718-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cupcakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trinity knots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Topshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>My mind is open wide and now i'm ready to start...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; I had a lovely day in the city with my mother today&lt;br /&gt;We started on 12th street&lt;br /&gt;and we walked downtown (of course stopping in shops along the way) to Broome street. &lt;br /&gt;Our mission was simple, we were heading to Topshop to get my christmas present.&lt;br /&gt;I had seen it on the website and fell in love with it.&lt;br /&gt;Let me show you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.topshop.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?beginIndex=0&amp;amp;viewAllFlag=&amp;amp;catalogId=33060&amp;amp;storeId=13052&amp;amp;productId=1926153&amp;amp;langId=-1&amp;amp;categoryId=&amp;amp;searchTerm=knit+lace+insert&amp;amp;pageSize=20"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Knitted Lace Insert Jumper - Topshop USA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really love at first sight, haha I'm getting so romantic over a sweater.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway we found it and we purchased!&lt;br /&gt;I also dragged my mother into Lush, I'm working on converting her. ^_~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Oh, and as we were walking downtown I saw a cupcake cart and I bought us Mini cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;Only to see my favorite cupcake truck a few blocks later. &lt;br /&gt;Sooo typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544833819041545810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TPM0-wqLPlI/AAAAAAAAAaU/7uCyyYlL2sg/s320/IMG_2437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So after all the shopping and wandering that we did we went into my fave place for a bite to eat...&lt;br /&gt;Chipotle! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; Then we walked back to the car,&lt;br /&gt;Where I realised we forgot to do something&lt;br /&gt;I had wanted to stop at Union Square Park to check out the Holiday Fair that they have there every year.&lt;br /&gt;Every year I buy a Trinity Knot something for myself.&lt;br /&gt;They have a booth there that sells Celtic jewlery but alas it will have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;I have until Xmas to get one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this got me thinking of some of the things that I want to do....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So here is a short list of things that I want to do before the New year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;1. Go to Holiday Fair&lt;br /&gt;2. Go on one of the Haunted walking tours in NY&lt;br /&gt;link here---&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ghostsofny.com/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;GhostofNY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3. Get back into skating... Slowly of course... I don't need to injure myself.... Again.&lt;br /&gt;4. Go to the Aquarium&lt;br /&gt;5. Celebrate my Birthday/New year with the people I care about.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;*Side note* I went on a date last Friday, that was pretty Awesome.... ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-4260793494620336137?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/4260793494620336137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=4260793494620336137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/4260793494620336137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/4260793494620336137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-mind-is-open-wide-and-now-im-ready.html' title='My mind is open wide and now i&apos;m ready to start...'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TPM0-wqLPlI/AAAAAAAAAaU/7uCyyYlL2sg/s72-c/IMG_2437.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-6035808301264178205</id><published>2010-11-18T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T19:53:16.519-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>These are a few of my favorite things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; I think the post title says it all&lt;br /&gt;So with no further ado and in no particular order&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cupcakes&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when exactly my love of cupcakes began, but I am currently obsessed with a bakery in Pleasentville called Flour and Sun bakery. Their Red Velvet cupcakes are out of this world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541102646786693778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TOXzf82ympI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/_Tr-ZOyA_j0/s320/midnight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Trinity Knots&lt;br /&gt;When I was younger my family would rent a house for a week in the Hampton's, on one of our shopping trips, I was with my Grandma Gerry and I fell in love with a pair of earrings.&lt;br /&gt;I begged my grandmother for them incessantly I remember her saying "Your never going to wear them" I replied "I'll wear them everyday" She eventually caved and bought them for me.&lt;br /&gt;I wore those earrings for most of my childhood and I still have them. My collection of trinity knot has grown since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My Hairstylist&lt;br /&gt;Mini, she is Awesome, the first time I ever went to her I was Extremely sick. I was running a ridiculous fever and I had set up the appointment in advance because my schedule at that time crazy and I wouldn't have time to do it another day. So I went despite feeling so craptastic. We had to stop several times because I felt like I was going to pass out. Despite all of that she did my hair amazingly well, she is the only person I trust with my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Going to Concerts&lt;br /&gt;I am going to sound like a total hippie but the energy that flows through the crowd at a show is like nothing I have ever experienced. You go through so many emotions : Elation, Sadness, Camaraderie and even Singularity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541102652097652162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TOXzgQpBZcI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/qPsjlBWQe48/s320/brian%2Benvy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Used book stores&lt;br /&gt;I love the smell of all of the old books, digging through the miss matched stacks, finding a book that you read a long time ago, discovering your new favorite book. Being in a used bookstore brings me to a place of utter and complete calm. I love it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541102633724886770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TOXzfMMnPvI/AAAAAAAAAZs/GcyXu_0tzhc/s320/libraray%2BNeilG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-6035808301264178205?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/6035808301264178205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=6035808301264178205' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/6035808301264178205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/6035808301264178205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/11/these-are-few-of-my-favorite-things.html' title='These are a few of my favorite things...'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TOXzf82ympI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/_Tr-ZOyA_j0/s72-c/midnight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-2999973081613737870</id><published>2010-11-15T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T11:18:09.693-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Say anything'/><title type='text'>You push me over and I crack...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Say Anything...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think I can officially say that they are my favorite band.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have been to so many of their shows that I have lost track.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was able to record some of their show when I saw them last week, unfortunately the sound is quite craptastic.. I was right under the speakers. but look at how close I was... eep!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So first a message from Max (that sounds good)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-eeaf5c9dadb74402" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Deeaf5c9dadb74402%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331746479%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4DC1135F1B4AEA2F8C4D23D37E59AE6F524B5E2F.5FA05A219A30C4F8A845E1345718FD1B6C56DA49%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Deeaf5c9dadb74402%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTgu5u1zK8wdNY-nz1lnOk0jktHs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Deeaf5c9dadb74402%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331746479%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4DC1135F1B4AEA2F8C4D23D37E59AE6F524B5E2F.5FA05A219A30C4F8A845E1345718FD1B6C56DA49%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Deeaf5c9dadb74402%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTgu5u1zK8wdNY-nz1lnOk0jktHs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Sigh* aren't they amazing....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok ok i'm done being a dork... for today at least...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-2999973081613737870?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/2999973081613737870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=2999973081613737870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/2999973081613737870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/2999973081613737870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/11/you-push-me-over-and-i-crack.html' title='You push me over and I crack...'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-1924925465210153625</id><published>2010-11-08T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T07:09:44.825-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Katy Perry'/><title type='text'>Do you ever feel like a plastic bag drifting through the wind....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So I have become obsessed with this song and when I saw the video.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;It became a problem.... any day now I expect my sister to stab me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I just think it's such an amazing video, so inspiring, not to mention amazingly done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Such a great way to translate the song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I think my favorite segment of the video is when the guy is getting mugged by the three guys and he starts doing magic. Lol It makes me smile every time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I am incredibly jealous of the lovely Katy Perry. I just think she is so talented and creative. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Well I think I'm going to stop gushing here.... I'm going to go watch this video again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;You should watch it too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QGJuMBdaqIw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QGJuMBdaqIw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-1924925465210153625?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/1924925465210153625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=1924925465210153625' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/1924925465210153625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/1924925465210153625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/11/do-you-ever-feel-like-plastic-bag.html' title='Do you ever feel like a plastic bag drifting through the wind....'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-2502991583706401433</id><published>2010-11-07T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:36:11.344-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New york'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The City'/><title type='text'>Take Me Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NAllFWSl998?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NAllFWSl998?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thing's like this make me love the city I live in even more! I love you, New York!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Side note* I got my tickets last week and forgot to mention it. So Say Anything here I come&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Side side note* I miss you Jesse! and send me the link to your new blog, I can't find it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-2502991583706401433?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/2502991583706401433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=2502991583706401433' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/2502991583706401433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/2502991583706401433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/11/take-me-out.html' title='Take Me Out!'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-1456726436254463614</id><published>2010-11-03T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T22:18:46.165-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Say anything'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depressed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My chemical Romance'/><title type='text'>For a minute there I lost myself.... I lost myself....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So I'm kinda depressed lately...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I just don't want to talk to anyone, I feel myself slowly fold into myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;It's like when something works out, something shitty happens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I got my Say Anything tickets in the mail and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;then my car gets a flat at night next to a cemetery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I find out that My Chemical Romance is going to be in New York in December &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Live Nation contacted me with the presale)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and I was and am pretty excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The tickets are like $50, then I get a ticket for running a red light in the mail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;There goes $50... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I know that was my fault but it's just like can't I catch a break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I just... gahh... I want to dig a hole stick my head in it and pretend I don't exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Maybe I'll just do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I think I hate myself right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I hate where I'm at...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I am self sabotaging....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I feel like crap...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Things are becoming more apparent to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and they are hard things to face...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I am trying to make myself happy but failing miserably...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I don't know what to do anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I just want to lay in bed and cry....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I want to cry until  my eyes are dry and they hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I feel like a failure at life and I don't know how to make it better..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I'm lost....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-1456726436254463614?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/1456726436254463614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=1456726436254463614' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/1456726436254463614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/1456726436254463614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/11/for-minute-there-i-lost-myself-i-lost.html' title='For a minute there I lost myself.... I lost myself....'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-6783735834642350269</id><published>2010-10-23T22:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T22:59:03.934-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Say anything'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tickets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Concert'/><title type='text'>My starry eyes were sacrificed....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So I am kinda pissed..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I haven't gotten my Say Anything tickets in the mail yet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I ordered them in like July or something...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The show is November 9th...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I should have had my tickets way before now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I find my self scouring the mail like a crazy person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*Enter Scenario*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The Dog goes crazy, like most dogs , Luna despises the Mailman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Luna calm down!" I say as I shake my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I know that it is pointless to tell her because she won't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I look outside to see the mailman walking away from the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I think to myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Maybe it's here today... just maybe..."&lt;br /&gt;I rip the mail out of the box and the madness begins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I scan all the names on all the envelopes pausing ever so slightly when I come to the ones with my grandmothers name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(her name is Delia and as you know mine is Delilah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;all of this takes place in a matter or mere seconds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I go through the finally letter and the disappointment creeps in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I think "Maybe I overlooked it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So I begin again only slightly slower, and I pause at my grandmothers name again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Frustration now takes the place of disappointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I throw the mail down on the coffee table and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I think "Maybe tomorrow..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*End*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This has been going on for a few weeks....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Where the hell is my Tix!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I don't think i ask for a whole lot... I just want my Ticket....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;*Side note* Yes i am aware that i have seen Say anything like a million times but evertime is better then the last...Sigh.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-6783735834642350269?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/6783735834642350269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=6783735834642350269' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/6783735834642350269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/6783735834642350269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-starry-eyes-were-sacrificed.html' title='My starry eyes were sacrificed....'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-3385727158416964962</id><published>2010-10-21T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T22:17:54.247-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wheeler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pet Hamster'/><title type='text'>Wheeler Video!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-796cd8031c8904f5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D796cd8031c8904f5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331746479%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5E44072C690145B77C56C60A5833785389616551.1E43AEEB8412EF2F004F2745B3A46B41C578FFEA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D796cd8031c8904f5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGfQhUp_YUYb5JA0UmTqpcXetzkA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D796cd8031c8904f5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331746479%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5E44072C690145B77C56C60A5833785389616551.1E43AEEB8412EF2F004F2745B3A46B41C578FFEA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D796cd8031c8904f5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGfQhUp_YUYb5JA0UmTqpcXetzkA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So Flippin Cute!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I shot this vid today and had to post it... Enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-3385727158416964962?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/3385727158416964962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=3385727158416964962' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/3385727158416964962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/3385727158416964962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/10/wheeler-video.html' title='Wheeler Video!!!'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-4064026959122852196</id><published>2010-10-20T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T23:58:29.063-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depressed'/><title type='text'>Wish upon a star but...Do you know what stars are?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm disgusted... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Today I had a wake up call and things are going to change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't go on like this.... I will not go on like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; over it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need to make an exit strategy and bail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am wasting away in this and this is not how I planned to go down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I have to do what is in my best interest because no one else is going to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am responsible for my own happiness and right now I don't think I'm happy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel like the sand castle I built is finally crumbling and I need to get out before I get buried...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I realize most people have no Idea what I am talking about and that's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is important is that I am at a transitional stage of my life and what I do now will determine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the next few years of my life....I hope I make the right decisions &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pivotal....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-4064026959122852196?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/4064026959122852196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=4064026959122852196' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/4064026959122852196'/><link 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Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depressed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peppermint Hot Chocolate'/><title type='text'>Starbucks Fail....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So I just got back from what I thought would be a enjoyable Starbucks visit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I was wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I walked into Starbucks all happy and ordered my usual Peppermint Hot Chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So I move over to the pick up area...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;as  I did so I was listening (as I often do) to the conversation going on behind the counter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The cashier tells the Barista(who reminded me of Seth Rogen) my order and he replies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"Dude, I don't even know what the last people ordered"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So the Cashier repeats their order as well as mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;He kinda looked at him with a "Your a waste of my time" look on his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So the Barista starts making drinks at a snails pace...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;All the while he is chatting to the other people waiting to get their drinks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;so he makes them their drinks and the girl makes a face and he said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"I can see you not to thrilled about that drink, how about I make you something else"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;(In my head i'm like i've been standing here 5 F***ing minutes how about you make my drink)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;She was all like "Sure, do i pay extra?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and then he said "No don't worry about it" (insert grin here)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So about 2 minutes later he says "Peppermint Mocha"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I look around like who else loves peppermint... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I look back at him and he's staring dead at me... So I say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"Is that mine?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"Yeah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"Oh, you mean Peppermint Hot Chocolate"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"No, Peppermint Mocha"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"I ordered a Peppermint Hot Chocolate"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;He looks at the cashier, who at this point just looks at him in hopes that he will burst into flames.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;He then said "She ordered a Peppermint Hot Chocolate"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;At this point I just want to get the heck out of there, so I said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"It's fine, I'll just take this"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The cashier (Who looked like he felt sorry for me) says "you know it has coffee in it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;To which I reply "Yeah it's fine, don't worry about it, It's not that big of a deal"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;(It was a big deal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I didn't want that barista to make me anything else, most likely he would only mess it up and I was so over it... I just wanted to leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So I take my Peppermint Mocha which Sucked and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; Walked back to my car with disappointment and defeat in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So Yeah that's my sad tale of woe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;If he had just made my drink right... It would have made my day better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*Side note* My sewing machine has been in the shop and I miss it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-6556817297656154784?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/6556817297656154784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=6556817297656154784' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/6556817297656154784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/6556817297656154784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/10/starbucks-fail.html' title='Starbucks Fail....'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-4308625510898719924</id><published>2010-10-13T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T22:31:02.349-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pet Hamster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><title type='text'>Can I get close to you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have a new love in my life... and his name is Wheeler. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My new hamster!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is so flippin cute, i just love him....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;also...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have fallen in love with this song and i had to share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8inJtTG_DuU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8inJtTG_DuU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So this has been a pretty uneventful post but I will take some pics of Wheeler soon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;so get Amped... Cause I am!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Side note* Wheeler is adorable!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-4308625510898719924?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/4308625510898719924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=4308625510898719924' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/4308625510898719924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/4308625510898719924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/10/can-i-get-close-to-you.html' title='Can I get close to you...'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-6176138673117453820</id><published>2010-10-07T12:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T12:41:13.317-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Cool Coffee sleeve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today I made this awesome Reusable Coffee Sleeve!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is the First project that I am trying with my new Sewing machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; and I am so excited to try other projects!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TK4gyj89D9I/AAAAAAAAAYk/zcE9gk4B6ac/s1600/coffeesleeve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525389845846626258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TK4gyj89D9I/AAAAAAAAAYk/zcE9gk4B6ac/s320/coffeesleeve.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Isn't it Cute!  ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-6176138673117453820?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/6176138673117453820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=6176138673117453820' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/6176138673117453820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/6176138673117453820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/10/cool-coffee-sleeve.html' title='Cool Coffee sleeve'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TK4gyj89D9I/AAAAAAAAAYk/zcE9gk4B6ac/s72-c/coffeesleeve.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-7224852694396265826</id><published>2010-10-05T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T09:47:10.686-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blanket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Cityscape forever gray.... Stuck in time, stuck inside my mind...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Tonight Glee comes on!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Which fills me with Gleeeeeee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;and after that... My new fave show!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Raising Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;If you haven't seen it, you should watch the episodes you missed on Fox.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;just tune in tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;So I have to tell you a small and uneventful story that made my week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;(It takes very little to make me happy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;So like a month ago I was surfing the web and I came across a quilting blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.delightfuldisarray.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;http://www.delightfuldisarray.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;and there was a piece that I fell in love with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;and in my head I'm all like yeah I want to do that!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Let me see if I can include a pic:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524602470108514834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TKtUrQwQShI/AAAAAAAAAYc/onuKF9NXO7c/s320/carnival.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;So anyway the fabric she used was this carnival themed one and I wanted it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;(As you know I now have a sewing machine)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I scoured the Internet looking for it to no avail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Saddened and dismayed I gave up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;So I was on the blog last night and looking in the sidebar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I found a link for a website called Fabricworm.com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I was cruising around checking out all the cool and funky fabric&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Still thinking about that Carnival themed fabric... sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I kept looking at all the fabric and that's when a choir of angels &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;descended from heaven and began to sing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;There it was my dream fabric. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fabricworm.com/kolatrcocagr.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;http://fabricworm.com/kolatrcocagr.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;So life complete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;*Side note* I am in love with Katie Costello...I lesss then 3 her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-7224852694396265826?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/7224852694396265826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=7224852694396265826' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/7224852694396265826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/7224852694396265826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/10/cityscape-forever-gray-stuck-in-time.html' title='Cityscape forever gray.... Stuck in time, stuck inside my mind...'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TKtUrQwQShI/AAAAAAAAAYc/onuKF9NXO7c/s72-c/carnival.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-7353813444523841476</id><published>2010-10-02T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T23:21:11.930-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girlmeetsbunny'/><title type='text'>Whats up, Blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So I feel like al ot of things have been going on but in reality I'm not so sure..&lt;br /&gt;Well I was in my first craft show!!&lt;br /&gt;I think it was a great experience all around&lt;br /&gt;I really felt like I put myself out there more then I ever have before.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pic's:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523699217893393330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TKgfLECjg7I/AAAAAAAAAYM/oT__2XS0zMs/s320/IMG_1561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523699215778609346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TKgfK8KWeMI/AAAAAAAAAYE/eN4DJ6KzThM/s320/IMG_1558.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;My friend Nix went to England. T-T&lt;br /&gt;My car got a new steering wheel column.&lt;br /&gt;I saw American Idiot the Bway play (Loved it!!)&lt;br /&gt;I remodeled my room with the help of my friend MarMar (A lot of help(Thanks!!!))&lt;br /&gt; My hermit crab passed on...bye Opal&lt;br /&gt;My little cousin Isabella started walking&lt;br /&gt;I went to some Carnivals&lt;br /&gt;My car got 4 new tires&lt;br /&gt;I also discovered that my car needs 2 sway bar links and a new spring... Lovely.&lt;br /&gt;Finally figured out how to start closing this blanket I've been working on for a year.&lt;br /&gt;I went apple picking.&lt;br /&gt;I got a new cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;I finally bought a song shop song!&lt;br /&gt;and the last thing I can think of is that I got a new sewing machine!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;So that's everything that's been going on,&lt;br /&gt;I've been happy and content&lt;br /&gt;but something is not right or maybe somethings missing...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what it is but at least now I feel like I'm finally moving in the right direction.&lt;br /&gt;I am taking control of my life, i'm not going to let it lead me blind anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, the weather is finally just the way I like it&lt;br /&gt; Its time for coco and sweaters and hoodies!&lt;br /&gt;I love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;So my darlings I will leave you with the promise that I will be updating more frequently like I used to! Sorry!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;*Side note* I still want to learn french...&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/3498211443147209829-7353813444523841476?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/7353813444523841476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=7353813444523841476' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/7353813444523841476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/7353813444523841476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/10/whats-up-blog.html' title='Whats up, Blog!'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TKgfLECjg7I/AAAAAAAAAYM/oT__2XS0zMs/s72-c/IMG_1561.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-7342980141532801110</id><published>2010-09-30T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T00:05:09.446-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><title type='text'>Don't you know i'm not your ghost anymore...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8v_4O44sfjM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8v_4O44sfjM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ok so I'm totally in love with this song... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;BTW I'm sorry I have been totally neglecting my blogity blog. I am planning on sitting down tomorrow and writing a real post, I have some many things to update you on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So my dears I apologize, and expect a big old fat update with pictures!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-7342980141532801110?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/7342980141532801110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=7342980141532801110' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/7342980141532801110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/7342980141532801110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/09/dont-you-know-im-not-your-ghost-anymore.html' title='Don&apos;t you know i&apos;m not your ghost anymore...'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-925399283336469405</id><published>2010-09-01T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T12:01:39.679-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collect365moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Collect 365 Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I want to talk for a minute about an photography project that I started a few days ago,&lt;br /&gt;Basically I will be taking a photo of people that I do not know for 365 days.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really excited about this because It forces me to go out every day and take a picture.&lt;br /&gt;It's easy and hard at the same time&lt;br /&gt;because I get so many good shots&lt;br /&gt;I can't decide which ones to pick for the picture of the day.&lt;br /&gt;So If you have a chance please check out my project at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.collect365.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;www.Collect365.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here are some shots that didn't make it as picture of the day today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512177564655535922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TH8wSlArxzI/AAAAAAAAAV0/7RbG6q10C2M/s400/IMG_1500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Boy Meets Bookshelf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TH8vx0dIWgI/AAAAAAAAAVk/bGSNekzrwTo/s1600/IMG_1500.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512177011623666754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TH8vyYznJEI/AAAAAAAAAVs/X0KXpR1OdIA/s400/IMG_1495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Accident waiting to happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TH8vxRI4g9I/AAAAAAAAAVc/2fLjGXuI_Fw/s1600/IMG_1502.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512176992385532882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TH8vxRI4g9I/AAAAAAAAAVc/2fLjGXuI_Fw/s400/IMG_1502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Silent reading moment&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-925399283336469405?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/925399283336469405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=925399283336469405' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/925399283336469405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/925399283336469405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title='Collect 365 Moments'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TH8wSlArxzI/AAAAAAAAAV0/7RbG6q10C2M/s72-c/IMG_1500.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-3369935666046439393</id><published>2010-08-27T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T22:41:13.195-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lima'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Linan Ruiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peru'/><title type='text'>What has this world come to....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today I found out some really heart breaking news...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Associated Press Friday, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;August 27, 2010; 8:58 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"LIMA, Peru -- Police in Peru say two Roman Catholic priests have been stabbed to death inside a historic monastery two blocks from the capital's main square.&lt;br /&gt;The victims are identified as Ananias Aguila of Peru and Linan Ruiz of Puerto Rico.&lt;br /&gt;Homicide department chief Miguel Canlla says they were slain before dawn Friday. Police suspect a robbery, but Canlla did not say whether objects of value were missing.&lt;br /&gt;The two clerics ran a soup kitchen for the poor, and Ruiz directed religious youth groups.&lt;br /&gt;They were slain at the San Francisco monastery. It is a popular tourist stop with religious paintings, sculptures and ornamentation dating to the 16th century.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of these amazing human beings was my great uncle, Linan Ruiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He was a good man and although I only met him a few times in my life, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have very fond memories of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He devoted his life to helping people and I have so much respect for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He never thought of himself and was willing to go without in order for someone to have something that they need. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a tragedy, and I think what bothers me most is the way the news is so cold about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He was not just a priest, He was a man of god, he fought for what he believed in, and he had a family that loved him dearly. He will be greatly missed by every member of my family and I'm sure by everyone he has ever helped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why this had to happen to him, I have so many unanswered questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where were the guards that were supposed to be guard the monastery?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What kind person would steal from people who did so much for the community?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mother told me that they were across from the police department, where were they?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This could have been avoided and it makes me question things like humanity, goodwill and why things like this happen to good people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510696114114344322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/THns6zrpNYI/AAAAAAAAAUg/PKkt4y5GjGc/s200/TioLinan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-3369935666046439393?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/3369935666046439393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=3369935666046439393' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/3369935666046439393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/3369935666046439393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-has-this-world-come-to.html' title='What has this world come to....'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/THns6zrpNYI/AAAAAAAAAUg/PKkt4y5GjGc/s72-c/TioLinan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-2116828005520642096</id><published>2010-08-23T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T22:25:18.286-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psychic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Looking to my future.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So tonight I went to a Psychic to get my palm read.&lt;br /&gt;She started by tell me about my character she said&lt;br /&gt;" You are a genuine and generous and you are very self less person and I see you in a career taking car of people."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty good so far, right.&lt;br /&gt;she continued&lt;br /&gt; " I see that you are going to live a long life, your parents have very high expectations of you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; God does she live in my house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are not a materialistic person and you will be content with a job that allows you to live comfortably."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds about right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she then asked me to make a wish&lt;br /&gt;and I did!&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (but I won't tell you ^_~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I see you thinking about 2 guys lately" I told her one of them&lt;br /&gt;" one of the guys name starts with an A"&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't know who that is&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;"I see a lot of guys looking at you (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one works with cars&lt;/span&gt;) but you are guarded, you need to let your guard down."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she then said that she saw me taking classes soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I have been planning on going back to school, soon)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I like the group of friends that you are keeping, they are honest and genuine people"&lt;br /&gt;"This year you are going to figure out the direction that you are meant to go in, no more question marks"&lt;br /&gt;" I see you getting married at 28 and no divorce or separation"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she ended it with &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" I see you living a long and happy life"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kinda Crazy... I think I will go back in a few months and get my tarot cards read ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-2116828005520642096?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/2116828005520642096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=2116828005520642096' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/2116828005520642096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/2116828005520642096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/08/looking-to-my-future.html' title='Looking to my future.....'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-3188506875968221792</id><published>2010-08-20T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T19:32:08.874-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>I guess he's an Xbox, and I'm more like Atari....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just finished hearing this song and I think it is soo funny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Instant Love!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CAV0XrbEwNc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CAV0XrbEwNc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-3188506875968221792?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/3188506875968221792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=3188506875968221792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/3188506875968221792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/3188506875968221792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-guess-hes-xbox-and-im-more-like-atari.html' title='I guess he&apos;s an Xbox, and I&apos;m more like Atari....'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-7757882112444104437</id><published>2010-08-18T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T18:52:37.098-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girlmeetsbunny'/><title type='text'>My Latest Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506931936572138882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TGyNa1mi5YI/AAAAAAAAAUY/o1-5fCqxfdc/s200/grass.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TGyNas7Fd7I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/t4IEkqcIc9o/s1600/Dandy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506931934242371506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TGyNas7Fd7I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/t4IEkqcIc9o/s200/Dandy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TGyNaIawd0I/AAAAAAAAAUI/MeA-zga8XIw/s1600/Autum.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506931924443100994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TGyNaIawd0I/AAAAAAAAAUI/MeA-zga8XIw/s200/Autum.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TGyNZn00ceI/AAAAAAAAAUA/GVB8DPX_afA/s1600/Fall.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506931915694043618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TGyNZn00ceI/AAAAAAAAAUA/GVB8DPX_afA/s200/Fall.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Let me know what you guys think, I have better pictures on my flick, the link is in the side bar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Critique's welcome!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-7757882112444104437?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/7757882112444104437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=7757882112444104437' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/7757882112444104437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/7757882112444104437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-latest-work.html' title='My Latest Work'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TGyNa1mi5YI/AAAAAAAAAUY/o1-5fCqxfdc/s72-c/grass.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-7582834217033260847</id><published>2010-08-14T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T21:50:29.219-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Thought I was lost but I was stranded...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Sometimes at night when everyone is asleep but me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I feel the need to bake something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The whole process is very soothing to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Gathering all the ingredients and then mixing it all in a bowl, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;it's probably the only time my mind settles down, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I feel like I can breathe normally when I bake or cook. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I was thinking about people, I believe that people are generally good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;That the things and people that they encounter is what shapes them, and how they learn to handle pain and their life is what sets them apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Think about it a "Bad Child" is usually a child that is acting out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;They want attention and they will do any means to get it no matter how they hurt themselves or others. They are literally starving attention not unlike a dry sponge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So why do we think in terms of Good people and bad people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I mean If someone had just taken that "Bad Child" aside and gave him just a smidgen of attention. Who knows what kind of change that would have made in his life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Hitler was a artist, he applied 7 times to art school and he got denied every time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Hitler became...well, Hitler. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;What if he would have gotten into art school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;We will never know but there will always be a "What if" factor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I believe in humanity. I believe in kindness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;but I'm not naive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I realize that not everyone can be trusted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;and that I think is a shame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*Side note* Just saw "Eat, Pray, Love. and it was a great movie.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-7582834217033260847?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/7582834217033260847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=7582834217033260847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/7582834217033260847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/7582834217033260847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/08/thought-i-was-lost-but-i-was-stranded.html' title='Thought I was lost but I was stranded...'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-6819517946722231874</id><published>2010-08-03T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T12:50:49.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And our dreams will break the boundaries of our fears</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Time, such a little word but it is also big. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We are all bound by it and I don't think a single person can say different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(unless your a Vampire)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It's amazing how we all feel like time passes so quickly and at moments not at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For me right now, it feels like I'm floating in Jello. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but for someone else it feels like they have been put in the VCR to fast forward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;There are even people that want to be re winded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;  Me personally I just want to look back on my life and see if I was happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If I was then I did something right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and I realize that you can't be happy all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My mom thinks I'm sitting in a daze with dreams that are ridiculous, and to a point she's right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But I am all too aware of the fact that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I have started to grow roots in the spot that I am standing in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;lol if I raise my arms I resemble a tree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;People tend to put such a emphasis's on time when they should really be putting emphasis's on Their quality of life, healthy relationships with the people in their life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;living life to the fullest and making sure they squeeze every drop of Fun/Sadness/Excitement/Sorrow/Happiness out of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yeah I know you're thinking "how did Sorrow and Sadness sneak in there?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It's important to feel those to, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I don't cry a whole lot, but when I do I cry as if I have have to get every drop of water out of me.  lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So right now I am enjoying my Jello-y prison and I know that if a few weeks time I'm going to have to grab an spoon and dig myself out. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So What it all boils down to STOP!! worrying about the Future and more about the Now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No one can tell you whats going to happen in the future and life likes to throw you curve balls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; So enjoy the present. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What's that saying.... The past is history, the future's mystery, the present is a gift....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; So go ahead and unwrap it already!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*Side note* Yes, I wrote this for you. ^_~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-6819517946722231874?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/6819517946722231874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=6819517946722231874' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/6819517946722231874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/6819517946722231874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/08/and-our-dreams-will-break-boundaries-of.html' title='And our dreams will break the boundaries of our fears'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-2867659859642472378</id><published>2010-07-26T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T22:42:41.529-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polaroid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cameras'/><title type='text'>Life should be that simple...I wish it were just so simple</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; At a Flea market in Tarrytown NY, I found a old Polaroid Colorack Camera..&lt;br /&gt;that looks alot like the one below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498454313815948658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TE5vEPy2vXI/AAAAAAAAAT4/dBW79w5IRQs/s200/Colorpack.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;So I took it for a spin last week while I was in Cape May, NJ, Vacaing with Fam. After some research I found the film for it and I was ready. I really didn't know what to expect at first because I had never used a camera like this. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;At first pack of film (which is 10 exp, like most Polaroid film) Well.. it reeally didn't turn out so well... they were out of focus and i didn't hold the shutter down long enough... So yeah. by the Second roll I had gotten the hang of it and I wanted to share some of the pic's I took with it.&lt;br /&gt;So here we go:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498449868778538002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TE5rBgvWhBI/AAAAAAAAATw/6Ha3QiRVm1U/s320/IMG_0677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TE5rA32XnQI/AAAAAAAAATo/nHBUNidWKdk/s1600/IMG_0678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498449857802116354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TE5rA32XnQI/AAAAAAAAATo/nHBUNidWKdk/s320/IMG_0678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TE5rALnedzI/AAAAAAAAATg/U7Ki4MIQ6ik/s1600/IMG_0679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498449845928490802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TE5rALnedzI/AAAAAAAAATg/U7Ki4MIQ6ik/s320/IMG_0679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TE5q_gVqhNI/AAAAAAAAATY/U8i25bXd_5A/s1600/IMG_0680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498449834311058642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TE5q_gVqhNI/AAAAAAAAATY/U8i25bXd_5A/s320/IMG_0680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aren't the cool!! Needless to say..... but going to be said anyway... I love this Camera!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait to get more film so I can take more pic's!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-2867659859642472378?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/2867659859642472378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=2867659859642472378' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/2867659859642472378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/2867659859642472378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/07/life-should-be-that-simplei-wish-it.html' title='Life should be that simple...I wish it were just so simple'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TE5vEPy2vXI/AAAAAAAAAT4/dBW79w5IRQs/s72-c/Colorpack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-863567855884209640</id><published>2010-07-14T21:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T22:12:01.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You can judge all the world on the sparkle that you think it lacks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ok so I lost my head for a while but I am totally cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;My knee is like 10x better! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Yay for healing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So I am watching this crazy show on Animal Planet called Monster inside of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;What genius decided to create this show, it's all about parasites that people have contracted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;It skeeves me out and give me the Hebe jibes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;(Did I spell that right, maybe someone from the 1950's can tell me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So yeah I have been working on a lot of paintings (pic's to come soon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;This is really just a quick update on what has been going on, and it seems that I haven't really said much of anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Oh I will be going away this weekend I am heading out to Cape May, New Jersey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ewww...Jersey.... Lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ok Bye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;*Side note* I need more bottle caps....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-863567855884209640?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/863567855884209640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=863567855884209640' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/863567855884209640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/863567855884209640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-can-judge-all-world-on-sparkle-that.html' title='You can judge all the world on the sparkle that you think it lacks'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-6237356824951967835</id><published>2010-07-07T20:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T20:46:17.531-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scared'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Panic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='injury'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Knee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><title type='text'>We are just breakable, breakable, breakable girls...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I'm really upset right now, I'm just thinking about my knee and googling everything I can possibly find on ACL injury's. I know I am being obsessive, but I just want to get better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I'm worried that my knee will never be the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; All the things I read online are putting into my head that my ACL is torn and If its torn bad enough I could need surgery. I am so over this shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; I don't want to have surgery nor can I afford it. I am in this horrible place mentally. All I do is think about my knee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I went to the emergency room in South Dakota, and this is probably the New Yorker in me, but I feel like the doctor kind of dismissed me to quickly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;So I feel like he didn't carefully look over the xrays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;He said it was just a bad sprain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;He wanted me to walk on it right away and I was in such pain that I really wasn't capable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;He gave me a ace bandage and a boot out of the hospital. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Granted my knee does feel a lot better then when I was in SD,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; but what if it's healing wrong or It really is torn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I still can't fully extend my leg and that worries the shit out of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But I have no Insurance , so how am I supposed to know how it's progressing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;If you know me then you know my mind runs a thousand miles a minute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;So imagine how I'm feeling right now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;So I am in Crazy lady panic mode... but you wouldn't know it by looking at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;*Side note* What if I never walk normally again.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-6237356824951967835?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/6237356824951967835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=6237356824951967835' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/6237356824951967835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/6237356824951967835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/07/we-are-just-breakable-breakable.html' title='We are just breakable, breakable, breakable girls...'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-1128049723960255677</id><published>2010-07-06T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T21:25:12.430-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Limits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='injury'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Knee'/><title type='text'>The people in my life have to keep me grounded...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Or else I would float away....&lt;br /&gt;It's true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I can be so ridiculous sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;and I'm starting to realize that and that scares me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I have been away for the past few weeks and just a few days into my trip,&lt;br /&gt;I fell and sprained my knee very badly.&lt;br /&gt;It was a total bummer and it made my trip kinda suck a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not fully recovered..&lt;br /&gt;and I have just learned that I incapable of sitting still...&lt;br /&gt;It's a problem when I'm trying to heal...&lt;br /&gt;it's taking sooo long...&lt;br /&gt;at this point I'm trying to heal my self using sheer willpower...It's not working....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So yeah... thats whats really been going on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;so heres a list of things I wish I could do right this moment...&lt;br /&gt;1. Swim&lt;br /&gt;2. Jump on a trampoline&lt;br /&gt;3. Run&lt;br /&gt;4. Go to the city&lt;br /&gt;5. Hang out in Brooklyn w/ my Great Grandma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Here's a list of things I have to do&lt;br /&gt;1. Clean my room&lt;br /&gt;2. Find a job&lt;br /&gt;3. Make word bubble chalk boards&lt;br /&gt;4. Get my oil changed&lt;br /&gt;5. Color my hair back to normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;*Side Note* I love Painting my Nails!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-1128049723960255677?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/1128049723960255677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=1128049723960255677' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/1128049723960255677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/1128049723960255677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/07/people-in-my-life-have-to-keep-me_06.html' title='The people in my life have to keep me grounded...'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-522593920803502713</id><published>2010-06-21T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T20:09:18.627-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>I'm in love and given away....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Right now I am away from home and I have been for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;I am currently in South Dakota and on my way to Custer state park.&lt;br /&gt;So far the trip has been amazing!&lt;br /&gt;We started in Deadwood and we took a road trip to Devils tower, where close encounters of the third kind was filmed, and we did a mile hike around the whole tower.&lt;br /&gt;We also went into an old gold mine.&lt;br /&gt;It was a fantastic experience!&lt;br /&gt;I am kinda shocked that I am having such a good time.&lt;br /&gt;To be honest I thought it would be kind of boring, but happily I have been proved wrong!&lt;br /&gt;The first day I was a bit nausaus, because we are so high up compared to NY.&lt;br /&gt;I was told this is becasue I was am to being at sea level.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to be traveling for another week or so,&lt;br /&gt;and I have a ton more places that I am going to be visiting.&lt;br /&gt;Check my Flickr for picture updates!&lt;br /&gt;www. Flickr.com/Fairyflames4&lt;br /&gt;I have already posted some pics of my trip thus far!&lt;br /&gt;Well I will talk to you guys soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;*Side note* I miss NY a little...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-522593920803502713?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/522593920803502713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=522593920803502713' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/522593920803502713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/522593920803502713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-in-love-and-given-away.html' title='I&apos;m in love and given away....'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-3189286720953765019</id><published>2010-06-14T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T10:15:05.218-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gas'/><title type='text'>She can still here that Rebel Yell just as loud as it was in 1983.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Been Really busy Creating things for the craft show on City Island. I am really excited, but the adverse effect of that is that I have been neglecting my blog and I feel bad about that, so here is a real life story...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I was at the gas station the other morning, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was busy pumping my gas when I looked up and noticed this guy staring at me, I quickly looked away and finished pumping my gas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I walked to the drivers side of the car and I hear someone shout "Hey" behind me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I ignore it and hear it again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I looked and it was that same guy that was staring at me, and he says &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"It's been a long time, how are you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Umm.. I don't know you"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" yeah, your Lisa, right"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Umm, no"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" oh sorry"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"It's cool, Bye"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It had to be on of the most bizarre verbal exchanges I have ever had with another human being&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that's not to say I have had many exchanges with non human beings...or have I....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so yeah that's my story... ttyl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Side note* I am going to be going away, so you might not hear from me for a while but I promise to be more vigilant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-3189286720953765019?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/3189286720953765019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=3189286720953765019' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/3189286720953765019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/3189286720953765019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/06/she-can-still-here-that-rebel-yell-just.html' title='She can still here that Rebel Yell just as loud as it was in 1983.'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-4729155629665600894</id><published>2010-05-25T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T22:37:48.999-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flyleaf'/><title type='text'>Somethings missing in me, I felt it deep within me as lovers left me to bleed...alone....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The title of this post is from my most recent fave song,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;the song is called "Missing" by Flyleaf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The song is AmAzing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I found this on Flyleaf's page, this is what they had to say about this song:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"Missing" is another song that shows how important love and life are. The hook is massive, but there's more to it. Lacey continues, "The bridge says "Down here love wasn't meant to be for me, all is vanity underneath the sun." The phrase makes you ask 'What would the world be like if we took love out of it?' Love is painful. It requires work. It's selfless. Even though it's difficult, if you take that out of the earth you're going to end up with nothing. C.S. Lewis said, 'The only place in all of the world where you can escape the dangers of love is hell.'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;So inspiring, they are actually a Christian rock band and a lot of their songs are about God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;People that know me know that I am not a very religious person, that's not to say I don't have my beliefs, but for some reason Flyleaf's music just speaks to me, even the religious ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"All around me" was one of my fave songs for a while, every time I listened to it something felt like it was knocking down walls inside of me trying to get out, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I feel happy and jovial after I hear it. I know it sounds weird but whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I can go on and on about them, but you should really check them out for yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Side Note* I seemed to have forgotten that there is such a thing called Youtube, so here is the Video for Missing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-4729155629665600894?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/4729155629665600894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=4729155629665600894' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/4729155629665600894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/4729155629665600894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/05/somethings-missing-in-me-i-felt-it-deep.html' title='Somethings missing in me, I felt it deep within me as lovers left me to bleed...alone....'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-2379024696246123986</id><published>2010-05-19T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T10:39:52.115-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><title type='text'>The Worst day of my life.... thus far...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The worst day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I was around 14 years old, I lived in westchester and went to High School in Manhattan, so every morning I would get up @ 6am and grab the Bus to 23rd Street. The ride was about an hour long so normally I would go to sleep while on the bus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;So one night on my way home I fell asleep, When I woke up I realized I had missed my bus stop and was way far from my house. I remember it was raining that night, and I was still new to westchester.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I got off at the next stop and called my house to try and get someone to pick me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;No one answered, I called my parents cell phone's and no answer. Being a lowly H.S student I had like no money on me to even take a bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I threw my hood over my head and with my shoulder slouched I started to walk toward the direction that my house was in. After a while of walking, I was soaked, my shoes were squeaking and my clothes were heavier, I tried calling home again, to no avail. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I have never felt so alone in my entire life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;So in the dark, while it rained, I kept walking and then I started to cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;My sadness turned anger, my tears that came from feeling alone and deserted like no one cared became these angry tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I was mad at myself for crying, I was mad at my parents who didn't seem to notice that their child was mising. I was mad at how cliche it was to be crying in the rain at night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I was angry at the universe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Eventually my phone died, after about 2 hours of walking I got home. I walked into my house dripping, and there was my mom, so casual saying hello to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;As if it was normal for me to walk in the house at 8pm, when I got out of school at 2:30 and usually got home by 4pm. I was Furious, I yelled for about 20 mins on how I had to walk all the way home in the rain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;All my mother had to tell me "who told you to fall asleep on the bus" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I stormed off to my room, My mother eventually said sorry and I got over it after a few days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;What I did learn was that the only one who's gonna be there for me is me.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473036493862438498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/S_QhsZtrhmI/AAAAAAAAATQ/MFCaRXluJKI/s400/Colorless_by_asuka111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-2379024696246123986?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/2379024696246123986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=2379024696246123986' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/2379024696246123986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/2379024696246123986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/05/worst-day-of-my-life-thus-far.html' title='The Worst day of my life.... thus far...'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/S_QhsZtrhmI/AAAAAAAAATQ/MFCaRXluJKI/s72-c/Colorless_by_asuka111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-8471864896625662086</id><published>2010-05-18T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T21:16:11.197-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Archery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma Julie'/><title type='text'>If I had something to say to I'd whisper it softly..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;10 Fave movies (at the Moment)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Random order&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;love +Hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Penelope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Stardust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Kick Ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I Love you, Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ameile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Shoot em up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mirrormask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Forgetting Sarah Marshall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mallrats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I was thinking about this in the car today and I thought I would share. So to make my life just that much more interesting I think I'm going to take Archery lessons, I found this place in Queens that teaches it and a bonus is that after the lesson I can head to Brooklyn to see my Great grandmother. She's so Great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472823624849547122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/S_NgFy2F33I/AAAAAAAAATI/9Lim_43cUY8/s400/Gramand+I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So yeah, I know what you might be thinking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"Really Delilah, Another hobby! This is getting ridiculous, how many more things are you going to take up!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;But I say to you this "Talk to the hand" &amp;amp; "I jus like being all diversified n shit." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Just kidding, but if that's how you see it, whatev's I enjoy a wide array of things to do, that way I always have something to practice, also you never know when your going to need it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So as you may or may not know the Ice skating season is pretty much over, but Roller skating season is on! Lol skating officially starts June 4Th at EJ Murry rink in Yonkers, that's is where I will be on June 4Th. Can't Wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I'm going to be painting my Skates this week I haven't decided what yet but when I finish I will post a pic. ^_^ Later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Side Note* I HATE the new NY Licence plates.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-8471864896625662086?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/8471864896625662086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=8471864896625662086' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/8471864896625662086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/8471864896625662086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-i-had-something-to-say-to-id-whisper.html' title='If I had something to say to I&apos;d whisper it softly..'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/S_NgFy2F33I/AAAAAAAAATI/9Lim_43cUY8/s72-c/Gramand+I.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-4633674771576152289</id><published>2010-05-08T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T10:51:09.410-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Say anything'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='converses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rainbows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sneakers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Concert'/><title type='text'>My hands are only extensions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468954009988146914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/S-WgskJKpuI/AAAAAAAAATA/kBwFVqnAhmA/s400/Splash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Having&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Rainy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;day/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Rainbow&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;fun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; come&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;out&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So Bamboozle was Great and I totally got burnt, but it was so worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Say Anything was FanFreakingTastic! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I love them so much.. sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I wan to see then again and again. It's ridiculous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ok so on some Crafty like news, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I am planing on entering a craft fair on City Island more to come about that soon I'm working toward that right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I have to admit I am kind nervous about that, I know I have said this before so to quote myself "It's like slapping your heart down on a table and saying do your worst". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It's just plain scary... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Well thats all thats been going on right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Lates everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-4633674771576152289?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/4633674771576152289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=4633674771576152289' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/4633674771576152289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/4633674771576152289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-hands-are-only-extensions.html' title='My hands are only extensions'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/S-WgskJKpuI/AAAAAAAAATA/kBwFVqnAhmA/s72-c/Splash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-9196810220523984975</id><published>2010-04-26T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T22:01:26.282-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twin Atlantic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Envy on the Coast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crochet'/><title type='text'>you think I'm made of stone, I'm chiseled out of brick. I'm a vase that shatters, Holding such beautiful things.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Right now I am looking for Crochet for charity organization's in new york so that maybe I can give back by crocheting toys or hats for children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I made this little cutie the other day, I have just named it Ruth. Isn't she cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/S9ZokMQZ_5I/AAAAAAAAAS4/mD2Sp3Phb3s/s1600/owl.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464670168835293074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/S9ZokMQZ_5I/AAAAAAAAAS4/mD2Sp3Phb3s/s400/owl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I want to light up someones day, with something special just for them. I guess part of it is kind of selfish of me, because I enjoy making other people happy, but that's not wrong is it...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I went the Envy on the Coast show Saturday, it was amazing! I have a new favorite song by them called "Made of Stone" that is where the title of this post comes from. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;They are just so amazing live! I also fell in love with a new band that opened up for Envy called Twin Atlantic, and they are going to be at Bamboozle, so YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Not much has been going on, basically I'm just enjoying the calmness of it all and getting my act together and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*Side note* The lyrics from "made of stone" just encapsulates the way I feel... I believe in this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-9196810220523984975?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/9196810220523984975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=9196810220523984975' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/9196810220523984975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/9196810220523984975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-think-im-made-of-stone-im-chiseled.html' title='you think I&apos;m made of stone, I&apos;m chiseled out of brick. I&apos;m a vase that shatters, Holding such beautiful things.'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/S9ZokMQZ_5I/AAAAAAAAAS4/mD2Sp3Phb3s/s72-c/owl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-4666096982522648970</id><published>2010-04-15T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T13:01:52.301-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>You won't take away my pride... No, not this time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Art is something that is constantly changing, and vastly different from person to person.&lt;br /&gt;For the past two years, I have found that my work has morphed and changed into something that I truly love.&lt;br /&gt;I have created these stick figure people that make me so happy whenever I create a new one, not unlike children. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;They have become so much a part of me, it amazes me how much they mean to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My life like most seems to always be in a state of transition, and I love that, but from these transitions come a change in my Art. Sometimes the change is small and barely noticed and other times it's huge and so out of the realm of what I would draw regularly.&lt;br /&gt;That's what I adore about my work, It's a timeline for things that I have experienced and ways that I have felt. I can look at one of my pieces and revisit the place I was in my head.&lt;br /&gt;I guess that is what I want to convey to you today. I want you to go the the same place I was when I was creating, feel what I felt &amp;amp; Think like I thought. Is that realistic? Maybe not but it's what I want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-4666096982522648970?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/4666096982522648970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=4666096982522648970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/4666096982522648970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/4666096982522648970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-wont-take-away-my-pride-no-not-this.html' title='You won&apos;t take away my pride... No, not this time'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-212952278260886428</id><published>2010-04-12T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T16:31:52.616-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giving up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depressed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><title type='text'>I am grown up at 23, will someone tell me what it takes to be happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;This will be a post of statements:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I'm just so stressed out lately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Fed up with a lot of things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I want to find a place to call home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;My life is at a stand still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I went to the Juggle This fest on sat, it was Fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I can't wait for Bamboozle right now it's like a beacon of light in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Why can't life be like in the movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I don't feel happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I feel twisted &amp;amp; conflicted inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I feel alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;What a depressing post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Maybe I should go see a movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;should I even post this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;What would make me happy now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;right this very instant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;music?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;reading?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;making new friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;It's so hard to make new friends sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;sometimes they turn out to be mean people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;that you didn't want as ur friend to begin with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;~Sigh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; Today is my one day off and not a single second has be spent on me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;How do u know if ur being used?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Why do some of the people in my life want to change me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I like me the way I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-212952278260886428?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/212952278260886428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=212952278260886428' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/212952278260886428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/212952278260886428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-grown-up-at-23-will-someone-tell.html' title='I am grown up at 23, will someone tell me what it takes to be happy'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-8573771836759415502</id><published>2010-04-07T18:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T18:32:16.617-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vespa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><title type='text'>I can feel it in my bones.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 15px; MARGIN-RIGHT: 15px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jonathanp77/2383351093/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Rock the Vespa" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2281/2383351093_8de2e8b646_t.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jonathanp77/2383351093/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Rock the Vespa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;originally uploaded by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/jonathanp77/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;jonathan ponce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;So last Saturday I went to Brooklyn to finally get my hair cut, visit my Great Grandmother and do some random wandering.&lt;br /&gt;So on my way to get my hair cut I was passing a driving school&lt;br /&gt;When I noticed a man teaching a girl to ride a scooter, at that point I did a 180 turn and went inside to get more details.&lt;br /&gt;So jump forward to today, I am pleased to say that I am now the very proud owner of a Motorcycle learners permit, which I need to take Vespa lessons and to get my Vespa!&lt;br /&gt;I totally feel like I am just that much closer and it was so easy.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't everything be this easy?&lt;br /&gt;But today I realized that if you want something you have to go grab it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait to ride a Vespa!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;*Side note* I want to go to the city this week.....&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-8573771836759415502?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/8573771836759415502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=8573771836759415502' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/8573771836759415502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/8573771836759415502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-can-feel-it-in-my-bones.html' title='I can feel it in my bones.'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2281/2383351093_8de2e8b646_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-5235663721235817860</id><published>2010-03-31T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T10:22:06.760-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depressed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fear'/><title type='text'>Come take my pulse, the pace is on a runaway train...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Is life easier then I'm making it seem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The last few days my head has been in a cloud. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I feel like I'm struggling for air.. and I can't figure out why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I would hate to think I am living a meaningless life, but isn't the goal of life to be happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The problem is my head is living beyond my means, I want to do everything, is that even possible, when I look back on my life I want to think "Wow that was a great ride"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;at this point in my life I don't think that will happen for me. Maybe it's too late or who knows maybe it isn't.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ugh am I making any sense whatsoever... I'm so stuck in my brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I can feel it in my bones that there's something more to my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; I just have to figure out what...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Let me give u a super mini life update:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Music i'm listening to: Metric (Great band)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Fave food at the moment: Indian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Something I'm neglecting: Photography&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Movies I've been watching like an addict: District B-13 1 &amp;amp; 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Crafty thing: Crocheting a small rug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Craving: Brownies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Wearing: Alot of black &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(as per usual)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Website Obsession: Twitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Frustration: My Car, which better not have anything wrong with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Missing: Emma Rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Worrying: About the my direction of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;What I Wants: 1960's movie called "My Six Love's" starring Debbie Reynolds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ok I think that's it for now, Talk to y'all later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*Side note* Still haven't gotten my hair cut..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-5235663721235817860?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/5235663721235817860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=5235663721235817860' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/5235663721235817860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/5235663721235817860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/03/come-take-my-pulse-pace-is-on-runaway.html' title='Come take my pulse, the pace is on a runaway train...'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498211443147209829.post-2017748455821038912</id><published>2010-03-21T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T23:02:28.145-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delilah Franco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><title type='text'>Love is our resistance...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thinking about something my mother told me the other night... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but first a little bit of back story..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have a very hard time sleeping at night, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which leads me to wander around the house at 2, 3 or even perhaps 4am.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know why but this is how it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Usually I just occupy this time by reading, watching movies, listening to music, drawing or even the random painting. So I wander around the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As you know I was away for the last 2 weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now I would like to think that I still live at home because I can not afford to move out, but in reality I stay because I know how much my parents depend on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess it's just one of those things... anyway back to the beginning..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I had just gotten back from N.C. I was doing my normal wandering thing and I guess my mother had gotten used to the house being quiet at night &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't get me wrong its not like I walking down the halls banging pots and pans when every ones asleep its more like you hear me walking around and moving things&lt;/span&gt;.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I woke her up and she said "Delilah" to which I replied "Yeah"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Oh, it's you, I'm not used to hearing someone moving around at night."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Sorry"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"It's ok, I missed it" after she said that she laughed and went back to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was nice to know that I was missed, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that something so insignificant as my walking around the house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It just made me think of my mother and my relationship, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It took a long time for her to accept me the way I am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now I doubt she would even blink an eye if I walked into the living room covered in glitter and feathers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She would probably ask the regrettable question " What are you doing?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So yeah that little thing got me thinking... about this lady..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3587/3314580671_1d6955b2ce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3587/3314580671_1d6955b2ce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498211443147209829-2017748455821038912?l=fairyflames4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/feeds/2017748455821038912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3498211443147209829&amp;postID=2017748455821038912' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/2017748455821038912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498211443147209829/posts/default/2017748455821038912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fairyflames4.blogspot.com/2010/03/thinking.html' title='Love is our resistance...'/><author><name>Fairyflames4</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15517891127680286944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xAWzuZ2R_mA/TLAT1bI80gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uepp1z8dFBs/S220/close2u.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3587/3314580671_1d6955b2ce_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
