<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437507283205222916</id><updated>2011-07-07T20:10:42.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aymz's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditsyaymee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437507283205222916/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditsyaymee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>John Harling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772919266416444358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437507283205222916.post-5724565679187870290</id><published>2009-08-02T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T01:28:45.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Notes.</title><content type='html'>I admit. I suck at keeping a blog. My blog is either filled with nonsense or mindless blabbering. Nothing that'll bring you any real interest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOOOOO.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to do something a bit different. You see.... if you click this link &lt;a href="http://www.harlinghq.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;You might find it a bit more amusing than this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a new blog dedicated on JINX. a story i have made and left unfinished with my friend Amanda a few years back. Hope you like it ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437507283205222916-5724565679187870290?l=ditsyaymee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditsyaymee.blogspot.com/feeds/5724565679187870290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437507283205222916&amp;postID=5724565679187870290' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437507283205222916/posts/default/5724565679187870290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437507283205222916/posts/default/5724565679187870290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditsyaymee.blogspot.com/2009/08/notes.html' title='Notes.'/><author><name>John Harling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772919266416444358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437507283205222916.post-5750668858264097778</id><published>2009-03-08T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T08:20:46.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Expresing resent...</title><content type='html'>someone at home hates me.&lt;br /&gt;i don't really care since I loathe her too.&lt;br /&gt;but the reason of her hatred is just absurd.&lt;br /&gt;how can hate bloom from a single scratch i inflicted?&lt;br /&gt;sure, i may be the first one to have harmed her oh so '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;delicate&lt;/span&gt;' skin. but really!&lt;br /&gt;she took her revenge already! i got my worst bruise from her! she pinched me so hard on my leg that it gave out big greenish bruises. And i still covered up for her too when my friends asked me about the bruise! i told them i fell down! which i don't think they believed...&lt;br /&gt;but ain't that too much? i was still like what? kid turning teenager? i was just a seventh grader damnit! (well it's either 6th, 7th or early eight)&lt;br /&gt;fine! to cope with it i ignored her now. i dont talk to her unless i have too. i still have enough curtesy in me to wish her a happy bday or greet her from time to time at least.&lt;br /&gt;she ignores me. she treats me like some sort of curse. showing of affection with her sickly sweet voice to those around me. called me evil and stingy when i did nothing to her. try to ward me off like some badluck.&lt;br /&gt;at first i dont mind... i really dont! but her actions are just getting too overbearing... exaggerating her resent, showing of how nice she can be infront of me to my other siblings.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, isn't it plainly tiresome emphazising on how '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nice' &lt;/span&gt;she was and how '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;horrid a certain someone is&lt;/span&gt;' in her conversations and how she makes more noise when i walk past her (or like resently made an odd sound, as she described it to my brother to ward of badluck?)&lt;br /&gt;she's weird.&lt;br /&gt;soo weird that i might even pity her!&lt;br /&gt;but really... she's overdoing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"safe your breath witch, i get your message already! and your meager meaningless existence in my life has been somewhat nice. Your sickly sweet voice does NOT indicate how nice you are! it's just plainly creepy and gave me goosebumps. Thank Goodness i started ignoring your presence! My life's a lot better now! by LOTS! even my grades are improving a lot! Stop doing stupid stuffs... it won't make me upset or extremely bitter with myself. it's just tiring you out. well, if you want to act more bitchy anyways... go right ahead! I DON'T GIVE A DAMN CARE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah... i fell so much better now. it was getting rather irritating ^^&lt;br /&gt;have a nice day people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437507283205222916-5750668858264097778?l=ditsyaymee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditsyaymee.blogspot.com/feeds/5750668858264097778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437507283205222916&amp;postID=5750668858264097778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437507283205222916/posts/default/5750668858264097778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437507283205222916/posts/default/5750668858264097778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditsyaymee.blogspot.com/2009/03/expresing-resent.html' title='Expresing resent...'/><author><name>John Harling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772919266416444358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437507283205222916.post-5535998870935201410</id><published>2009-01-29T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T06:29:32.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>United by Food</title><content type='html'>The first official aymz's United by Food (UBF) is finally here in my blog! I will present to you recipes that even Goldie (hopefully) can cook and enjoy. Me, being my usual uncreative self shall copy paste some recipes from the internet ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's coming up, so start practicing cooking those chocolates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHOCOLATE TRIFLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="masthead2" class="clearfix"&gt;                         &lt;div id="mastheadphoto2"&gt;                             &lt;a id="ctl00_CenterColumnPlaceHolder_lnkPhoto" href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Chocolate-Trifle/Photo-Gallery.aspx" style="border-width: 0px; display: inline-block; height: 140px; width: 140px;"&gt;&lt;img id="ctl00_CenterColumnPlaceHolder_imgPhoto" src="http://images.allrecipes.com/global/recipes/small/19017.jpg" style="border-width: 0px; height: 140px; width: 140px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prep time: 30 min&lt;br /&gt;cook time: 25 min&lt;br /&gt;ready in:   8 hrs 55 min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 servings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;                             INGREDIENTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;                                                          &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;                                     554.4 g brownie mix&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;                                     109.2 g instant chocolate pudding mix&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;                                     120 ml water&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;                                     1 (14 ounce) can sweetened condensed milk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;                                     224 g frozen whipped topping, thawed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;                                     336 g frozen whipped topping, thawed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;                                     42 g chocolate candy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;                                                                                    &lt;!-- tool box --&gt;                                                            &lt;!-- DIRECTIONS --&gt;                 &lt;h2&gt;                     DIRECTIONS&lt;/h2&gt;                                                           &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;                             Prepare brownie mix according to package directions and cool completely. Cut into 1 inch squares.                         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt; In a large bowl, combine pudding mix, water and sweetened condensed milk. Mix until smooth, then fold in 8 ounces whipped topping until no streaks remain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt; In a trifle bowl or glass serving dish, place half of the brownies, half of the pudding mixture and half of the 12 ounce container of whipped topping. Repeat layers. Shave chocolate onto top layer for garnish. Refrigerate 8 hours before serving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="title"&gt;                 Nutritional Information&lt;/div&gt;             &lt;div class="rectitle"&gt;                 Chocolate Trifle&lt;/div&gt;             &lt;!-- SPONSOR IMAGE --&gt;                          &lt;p&gt;                 Servings Per Recipe:                 12&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;                 &lt;b&gt;Amount Per Serving&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;                 Calories:                 486&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Total Fat: &lt;/b&gt;                     18.8g&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cholesterol: &lt;/b&gt;                     12mg&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sodium: &lt;/b&gt;                     314mg&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Total Carbs: &lt;/b&gt;                     73.7g&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;    &lt;b&gt;Dietary Fiber: &lt;/b&gt;                     1.8g&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Protein: &lt;/b&gt;                     4.8g&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/IT/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-5.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/IT/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-6.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437507283205222916-5535998870935201410?l=ditsyaymee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditsyaymee.blogspot.com/feeds/5535998870935201410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437507283205222916&amp;postID=5535998870935201410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437507283205222916/posts/default/5535998870935201410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437507283205222916/posts/default/5535998870935201410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditsyaymee.blogspot.com/2009/01/united-by-food.html' title='United by Food'/><author><name>John Harling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772919266416444358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437507283205222916.post-8927881647512271031</id><published>2009-01-28T01:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T02:30:08.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All About Sharks</title><content type='html'>Today we have a huge debate about sharks having eggs and whether it is a fish or a mammal at our lunch break. I claimed that Sharks DO lay eggs and they are NOT mammals, but the others thoughts contradicts mine's. I think that all fish with fins swish their fins left to right (including sharks), where as all mammals with fins swish their fins up and down. another point i pointed out was that sharks have gills! just like fishes do! unlike whales, dolphins and seals who doesn't have them. Another reason on why I thought that sharks are fish is because the have to swin continuously to breath. they do not surface for oxygen like those other finned mammals do. Also, they lay eggs! but my friends said that they do not. they said that sharks give birth and is a mammal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and so, i did a little research and guess what, I'm right! :D&lt;br /&gt;        ... and for the egg part, we're both right! Some sharks give birth while some lay eggs XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a little proof...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+3;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is a Shark?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;  &lt;table align="left" border="0" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="1" width="315"&gt;   &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr align="center"&gt;      &lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#6666ff"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.enchantedlearning.com/subjects/sharks/species/Greatwhite.shtml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.enchantedlearning.com/ggifs/Greatwhiteman.GIF" align="left" border="0" height="143" hspace="5" width="309" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sharks are a type of fish.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; Sharks are &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;amazing fish&lt;/span&gt; that have been around since long before the dinosaurs existed. They live in waters all over the world, in every ocean, and even in some rivers and lakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike bony fish, sharks have no bones; their skeleton is made of cartilage, which is a tough, fibrous substance, not nearly as hard as bone. Sharks also have no swim bladder (unlike bony fish).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.enchantedlearning.com/subjects/sharks/"&gt;source: http://www.enchantedlearning.com/subjects/sharks/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;            &lt;h2 style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;SHARK BABIES&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;       &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Baby sharks are called       pups.  Just like there are many types of sharks, there are also       different ways that sharks come into this world.  There are three       ways that sharks are born:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;ul style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;           &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;eggs are laid           (like birds)&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;           &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;eggs hatch inside the mother           and then are born&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;           &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;pups sharks grow inside the           mother (like humans)&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;       &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sharks can have from 1 to 100       babies at a time, depending on the type of shark.  The ones with pups       that grow inside the mother have fewer babies at a time than sharks that       lay eggs outside the body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sharks do not care for their       babies after they are born, but they do search for a safe place where they       can lay their eggs or give birth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kidzone.ws/sharks/facts7.htm"&gt;source: http://www.kidzone.ws/sharks/facts7.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pics of shark eggs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/IT/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/IT/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/IT/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbZ_8rQlNBI/SYAy3OkWb6I/AAAAAAAAABE/GJs53NRtBNo/s1600-h/eggsack2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbZ_8rQlNBI/SYAy3OkWb6I/AAAAAAAAABE/GJs53NRtBNo/s320/eggsack2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296289086172458914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbZ_8rQlNBI/SYAzAifhzfI/AAAAAAAAABM/E6MKw-uS4P4/s1600-h/eggsack.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbZ_8rQlNBI/SYAzAifhzfI/AAAAAAAAABM/E6MKw-uS4P4/s320/eggsack.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296289246139764210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of whales giving birth....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/IT/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbZ_8rQlNBI/SYAzkt2zcbI/AAAAAAAAABU/K41hhNWjdNU/s1600-h/Beluga_Whale_Birth_Flah_Medium.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 187px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbZ_8rQlNBI/SYAzkt2zcbI/AAAAAAAAABU/K41hhNWjdNU/s200/Beluga_Whale_Birth_Flah_Medium.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296289867665469874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/IT/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position: absolute; top: 814px; left: 507px; width: 157px; height: 166px;"&gt;&lt;table style="width: 31px; height: 16px; top: 0px; left: 0px;" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;font-size:8;color:#89d8ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(137, 216, 255);font-family:Times;font-size:63;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times;font-size:16;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437507283205222916-8927881647512271031?l=ditsyaymee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditsyaymee.blogspot.com/feeds/8927881647512271031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437507283205222916&amp;postID=8927881647512271031' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437507283205222916/posts/default/8927881647512271031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437507283205222916/posts/default/8927881647512271031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditsyaymee.blogspot.com/2009/01/all-about-sharks.html' title='All About Sharks'/><author><name>John Harling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772919266416444358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbZ_8rQlNBI/SYAy3OkWb6I/AAAAAAAAABE/GJs53NRtBNo/s72-c/eggsack2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437507283205222916.post-3748314697935707052</id><published>2008-12-11T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:21:59.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's sad...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a random thing i found while surfing in the internet. read to find out. (i copy pasted it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Month one&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mommy&lt;br /&gt;I am only 8 inches long&lt;br /&gt;but I have all my organs.&lt;br /&gt;I love the sound of your voice.&lt;br /&gt;Every time I hear it&lt;br /&gt;I wave my arms and legs.&lt;br /&gt;The sound of your heart beat&lt;br /&gt;is my favorite lullaby.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Month Two&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mommy&lt;br /&gt;today I learned how to suck my thumb.&lt;br /&gt;If you could see me&lt;br /&gt;you could definitely tell that I am a baby.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.&lt;br /&gt;It is so nice and warm in here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Month Three&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You know what Mommy&lt;br /&gt;I'm a boy!&lt;br /&gt;I hope that makes you happy.&lt;br /&gt;I always want you to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it when you cry.&lt;br /&gt;You sound so sad.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me sad too&lt;br /&gt;and I cry with you even though&lt;br /&gt;you can't hear me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Month Four&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mommy&lt;br /&gt;my hair is starting to grow.&lt;br /&gt;It is very short and fine&lt;br /&gt;but I will have a lot of it.&lt;br /&gt;I spend a lot of my time exercising.&lt;br /&gt;I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes&lt;br /&gt;and stretch my arms and legs.&lt;br /&gt;I am becoming quite good at it too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Month Five&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You went to the doctor today.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy, he lied to you.&lt;br /&gt;He said that I'm not a baby.&lt;br /&gt;I am a baby Mommy, your baby.&lt;br /&gt;I think and feel.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy, what's abortion?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Month Six&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I can hear that doctor again.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like him.&lt;br /&gt;He seems cold and heartless.&lt;br /&gt;Something is intruding my home.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor called it a needle.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy what is it? It burns!&lt;br /&gt;Please make him stop!&lt;br /&gt;I can't get away from it!&lt;br /&gt;Mommy! HELP me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Month Seven&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mommy&lt;br /&gt;I am okay.&lt;br /&gt;I am in Jesus's arms.&lt;br /&gt;He is holding me.&lt;br /&gt;He told me about abortion.&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't you want me Mommy?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Every Abortion Is Just . . .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;One more heart that was stopped.&lt;br /&gt;Two more eyes that will never see.&lt;br /&gt;Two more hands that will never touch.&lt;br /&gt;Two more legs that will never run.&lt;br /&gt;One more mouth that will never speak.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If you're against abortion, re-post this and if you almost cried, post this in your blog&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;----------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Aymee: "some people are just too cruel ;_; &lt;sobs&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/sobs&gt;&lt;/p&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/2437507283205222916-3748314697935707052?l=ditsyaymee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditsyaymee.blogspot.com/feeds/3748314697935707052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437507283205222916&amp;postID=3748314697935707052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437507283205222916/posts/default/3748314697935707052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437507283205222916/posts/default/3748314697935707052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditsyaymee.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-sad.html' title='It&apos;s sad...'/><author><name>John Harling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772919266416444358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437507283205222916.post-7589139153313968343</id><published>2008-12-06T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T06:02:44.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twelve Days of Christmas "Wishlist"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the first day of Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;My friend might give to me,&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; plushie&lt;/span&gt; just for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day of Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;My friend might give to me,&lt;br /&gt;two &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;curry rice&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;and a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;plushie&lt;/span&gt; just for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the third day of Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;My friend might give to me,&lt;br /&gt;three &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;french breads&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;two &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;curry rice&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;and a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;plushie&lt;/span&gt; just for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fourth day of Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;My friend might give to me,&lt;br /&gt;four&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; brown rabbits&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;three &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;french breads&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;two &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;curry rice&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt; and a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;plushie&lt;/span&gt; just for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fifth day of Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;My friend might give to me,&lt;br /&gt;five &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;comic books&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;four&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; brown rabbits&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;three &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;french breads&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt; two &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;curry rice&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;  and a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;plushie&lt;/span&gt; just for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the sixth day of Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;My friend might give to me,&lt;br /&gt;six &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fluffy pillows,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;five &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;comic books&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;four&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; brown rabbits&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt; three &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;french breads&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;  two &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;curry rice&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;   and a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;plushie&lt;/span&gt; just for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the seventh day of Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;My friend might give to me,&lt;br /&gt;seven &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stacks of jelly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;six &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fluffy pillows,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;five &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;comic books&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt; four&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; brown rabbits&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;  three &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;french breads&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;   two &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;curry rice&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;    and a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;plushie&lt;/span&gt; just for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the eight day of Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;My friend might give to me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;absolutely nothing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;seven &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stacks of jelly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;six &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fluffy pillows,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;five &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;comic books&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;  four&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; brown rabbits&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;   three &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;french breads&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;    two &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;curry rice&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;     and a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;plushie&lt;/span&gt; just for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the ninth day of Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;My friend might give to me,&lt;br /&gt;nine &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awesome novels,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;absolutely nothing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;seven &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stacks of jelly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;six &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fluffy pillows,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;five &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;comic books&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;   four&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; brown rabbits&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;    three &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;french breads&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;     two &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;curry rice&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;      and a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;plushie&lt;/span&gt; just for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the tenth day of Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;My friend might give to me,&lt;br /&gt;ten &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;disney tickets,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nine &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awesome novels,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;absolutely nothing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;seven &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stacks of jelly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;six &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fluffy pillows,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;five &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;comic books&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;    four&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; brown rabbits&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;     three &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;french breads&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;      two &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;curry rice&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;       and a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;plushie&lt;/span&gt; just for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the eleventh day of Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;My friend might give to me,&lt;br /&gt;eleven &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nice looking clothes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ten &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;disney tickets,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nine &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awesome novels,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;absolutely nothing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;seven &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stacks of jelly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;six &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fluffy pillows,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;five &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;comic books&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;     four&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; brown rabbits&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;      three &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;french breads&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;       two &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;curry rice&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;        and a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;plushie&lt;/span&gt; just for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the twelve day of Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;My friend might give to me,&lt;br /&gt;twelve &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;odd looking things,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eleven &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nice looking clothes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ten &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;disney tickets,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nine &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awesome novels,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;absolutely nothing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;seven &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stacks of jelly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;six &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fluffy pillows,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;five &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;comic books&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;      four&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; brown rabbits&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;       three &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;french breads&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;        two &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;curry rice&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;         and a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;plushie&lt;/span&gt; just for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-That's my wishlist turned into a song. I might change it time to time depending on what i want... what do you thing about it? um.. the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;absolutely nothing&lt;/span&gt; bit is the only bit i don't want happening.  :D-&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/2437507283205222916-7589139153313968343?l=ditsyaymee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditsyaymee.blogspot.com/feeds/7589139153313968343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437507283205222916&amp;postID=7589139153313968343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437507283205222916/posts/default/7589139153313968343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437507283205222916/posts/default/7589139153313968343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditsyaymee.blogspot.com/2008/12/twelve-days-of-christmas-wishlist.html' title='Twelve Days of Christmas &quot;Wishlist&quot;'/><author><name>John Harling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772919266416444358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437507283205222916.post-4952018970567308925</id><published>2008-11-25T03:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T03:18:56.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twins!</title><content type='html'>hey, manda or fio or both! I found a really nice saying/quote about twins in a story i was reading ^^&lt;br /&gt;here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"we are twins.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it an incredible gift?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;normal people can only face their future alone...&lt;br /&gt;you and i can face it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we aren't depending on each other.&lt;br /&gt;from now on, we'll influence each other... it would be good if we could stimulate each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if we dont forget this&lt;br /&gt;then, for sure, a future twice as fun than normal people awaits us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why we'll always stay together even after this&lt;br /&gt;because we can't do otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you didn't know that's why twins are born right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe... i might have copied out the quote a bit longer then i needed...&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't edit the text =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was a really nice speech. don't you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437507283205222916-4952018970567308925?l=ditsyaymee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditsyaymee.blogspot.com/feeds/4952018970567308925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437507283205222916&amp;postID=4952018970567308925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437507283205222916/posts/default/4952018970567308925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437507283205222916/posts/default/4952018970567308925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditsyaymee.blogspot.com/2008/11/twins.html' title='Twins!'/><author><name>John Harling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772919266416444358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437507283205222916.post-1029213806479024292</id><published>2008-11-23T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T03:28:12.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>of cousins and books</title><content type='html'>Yay! my cousin wants to go to the states too for university! :D&lt;br /&gt;she's taking economics as her major ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's smart and all but there's a bit of a problem....&lt;br /&gt;1. her first choice was STANFORD (best univ for economics)&lt;br /&gt;2. she was brought up in CHINA (a.k.a her English sucks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I'm planning on helping her with her SAT and TOEFL this Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;and I'm planning  to give her English novels for her Christmas present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... It'll be really nice if you guys have any books to recommend. just as long as it's not to difficult and heavy. make sure it's very interesting too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please type the books you recommend in the newly added Cbox at the right ----&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437507283205222916-1029213806479024292?l=ditsyaymee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditsyaymee.blogspot.com/feeds/1029213806479024292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437507283205222916&amp;postID=1029213806479024292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437507283205222916/posts/default/1029213806479024292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437507283205222916/posts/default/1029213806479024292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditsyaymee.blogspot.com/2008/11/of-cousins-and-books.html' title='of cousins and books'/><author><name>John Harling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772919266416444358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437507283205222916.post-37771356624481092</id><published>2008-11-12T03:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T03:26:13.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Photos :)</title><content type='html'>Check it out! I've posted this year's class photo and my second grade photo.  I'm trying to do a comparison. Different class, different grade, different classmates, different friends and a maybe not so different me! It brings back memories ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbZ_8rQlNBI/SRq7950XL9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/HmWcZgVGPvA/s1600-h/n718257228_787990_6748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbZ_8rQlNBI/SRq7950XL9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/HmWcZgVGPvA/s400/n718257228_787990_6748.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267729386330075090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is this year's class pic ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbZ_8rQlNBI/SRq87TEao9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/2sTi88bX2tM/s1600-h/n734770370_3757057_8460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbZ_8rQlNBI/SRq87TEao9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/2sTi88bX2tM/s400/n734770370_3757057_8460.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267730441080316882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and &lt;drumrolls&gt; my second grade class pic! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope ya like it! leave a comment plz ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437507283205222916-37771356624481092?l=ditsyaymee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditsyaymee.blogspot.com/feeds/37771356624481092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437507283205222916&amp;postID=37771356624481092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437507283205222916/posts/default/37771356624481092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437507283205222916/posts/default/37771356624481092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditsyaymee.blogspot.com/2008/11/class-photos.html' title='Class Photos :)'/><author><name>John Harling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772919266416444358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbZ_8rQlNBI/SRq7950XL9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/HmWcZgVGPvA/s72-c/n718257228_787990_6748.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437507283205222916.post-5495631740312315676</id><published>2008-11-11T07:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T07:07:31.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh...sigh....sigh.....</title><content type='html'>sigh...&lt;br /&gt;there's this certain person i know who drives me crazy at times with her non stop talking. the more i get to know her the more fuzzy everything gets! she's so random and yet also very predictable. she acts just like a puppy too! it's not like i'm saying that being friends with her is a pain or anything, she's a good girl and a great pal. always ever so smiley... it's just that sometime the way she thinks is so absurd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you do know who i'm talking about, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si tukang putus nyambung putus nyambung&lt;br /&gt;siluman lidah&lt;br /&gt;and my favorite doggie xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437507283205222916-5495631740312315676?l=ditsyaymee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditsyaymee.blogspot.com/feeds/5495631740312315676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437507283205222916&amp;postID=5495631740312315676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437507283205222916/posts/default/5495631740312315676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437507283205222916/posts/default/5495631740312315676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditsyaymee.blogspot.com/2008/11/sighsighsigh.html' title='sigh...sigh....sigh.....'/><author><name>John Harling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772919266416444358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437507283205222916.post-4381467471794343304</id><published>2008-11-01T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T09:21:24.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Party Costume Contest</title><content type='html'>Wooopee!!!!!!!!! I won the 'Female Best Costume Award'!!! xD&lt;br /&gt;I dressed up as a mummy. I must admit, wrapping all those tea stained cloth around me was tough! the kept on going loose... and boy, did that tea scent made my drowsy... I always get drowsy and light headed if i smelled tea too much.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the prize was a white musk perfume and a cute trophy (which is sitting in my room now).&lt;br /&gt;The male winner was Philip, a classmate of mine's. In place of the perfume i got, he got a boxer with kiss mark patterns all over and an undie with colourful jigsaw patterns. LMAO! Glad i got the perfume ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, i'll try posting some of the photos if i can get my hand on some.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437507283205222916-4381467471794343304?l=ditsyaymee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditsyaymee.blogspot.com/feeds/4381467471794343304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437507283205222916&amp;postID=4381467471794343304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437507283205222916/posts/default/4381467471794343304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437507283205222916/posts/default/4381467471794343304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditsyaymee.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-party-costume-contest.html' title='Halloween Party Costume Contest'/><author><name>John Harling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772919266416444358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437507283205222916.post-6574067012673336785</id><published>2008-10-28T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T09:16:25.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Works</title><content type='html'>Guess what? One of the requirements for my University as well as my chance to get to go where I want this December (Dad's requirement) is to make an Art Portfolio!&lt;br /&gt;11 pieces of art... hmm...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what i'm gonna include... If i want to enter Animation, i gotta have some animations in my portfolio as well... soo bothersome... -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i'm thinking that I should Post some of my finished works here. Look forward to it ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do comment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437507283205222916-6574067012673336785?l=ditsyaymee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditsyaymee.blogspot.com/feeds/6574067012673336785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437507283205222916&amp;postID=6574067012673336785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437507283205222916/posts/default/6574067012673336785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437507283205222916/posts/default/6574067012673336785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditsyaymee.blogspot.com/2008/10/art-works.html' title='Art Works'/><author><name>John Harling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772919266416444358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437507283205222916.post-3048274735603589111</id><published>2008-10-18T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T12:57:18.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ant Invasion</title><content type='html'>Time: 2 AM&lt;br /&gt;Location: Ashley's room&lt;br /&gt;Victim: Sushi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ant Invasion!!! Aymee and Ashley managed to safe the sushi from the clutches of the evil ant colony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aymee and Ashley managed to rid of the evil anty troop of Ashley's room... but when they went down to the kitchen to the place where the sacred sushi have once  been, the ant colony was all over the kitchen counter!!! Swoosh. Came the handkerchief that wiped evil of the kitchen counter. Yet, it seems that the evil ones are now scattered down on the floor! What did Aymee and Ashley do? They see nothing, they say nothing, and  they hear nothing. Hopefully those pesky ants have retreated by morning before the parents suspect these two girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437507283205222916-3048274735603589111?l=ditsyaymee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditsyaymee.blogspot.com/feeds/3048274735603589111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437507283205222916&amp;postID=3048274735603589111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437507283205222916/posts/default/3048274735603589111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437507283205222916/posts/default/3048274735603589111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditsyaymee.blogspot.com/2008/10/ant-invasion.html' title='Ant Invasion'/><author><name>John Harling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772919266416444358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437507283205222916.post-8596314232192361728</id><published>2008-10-17T06:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T06:44:32.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Party</title><content type='html'>The second years are holding a Halloween Party....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's at the the 1st of November (the end of October is a no no cuz it's at friday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's being held at Arthini's place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 6 pm until you drop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dress spooky no, or entry won't be premitted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intrested? Conctact me... at school ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Happy Halloween"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437507283205222916-8596314232192361728?l=ditsyaymee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditsyaymee.blogspot.com/feeds/8596314232192361728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437507283205222916&amp;postID=8596314232192361728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437507283205222916/posts/default/8596314232192361728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437507283205222916/posts/default/8596314232192361728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditsyaymee.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween-party.html' title='Halloween Party'/><author><name>John Harling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772919266416444358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2437507283205222916.post-3328786663418597499</id><published>2008-10-17T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T06:29:07.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new blog yet again...</title><content type='html'>lookie there! It's my how manyth blog this past 2 years. i wonder how long this one would last...&lt;br /&gt;no one knows.... only time can tell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... inspire me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2437507283205222916-3328786663418597499?l=ditsyaymee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditsyaymee.blogspot.com/feeds/3328786663418597499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2437507283205222916&amp;postID=3328786663418597499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437507283205222916/posts/default/3328786663418597499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2437507283205222916/posts/default/3328786663418597499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditsyaymee.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-blog-yet-again.html' title='A new blog yet again...'/><author><name>John Harling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14772919266416444358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
