<?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-6622429926697785727</id><updated>2011-07-30T15:17:08.067-07:00</updated><category term='bedroom'/><category term='toronto'/><category term='summer'/><category term='plans'/><category term='old school'/><category term='blue jays'/><title type='text'>Live. Laugh. Love. Laarns</title><subtitle type='html'>this is me</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-3325397824455084946</id><published>2010-01-28T16:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T16:43:14.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New-Self</title><content type='html'>so everyone's been noticing some changes to me. I guess it's the fact that my boyfriend has affected who i am today. and i'm very happy. I don't go out often and i don't drink often. I have made promises that I am honestly willing to keep. I'm proud of myself that I have kept grounded. I didn't really enjoy going out before - i just felt like i had to because I had nothing else better to do. Although now i just stay home and sleep. One problem with being in a long distance relationship is the fact you don't see each other. It's really hard to interact via text / telephone. I always have thought of myself as being a person who thought that physical contact with that person was necessary to keep a relationship going. But i have realized that developing trust &amp; love through the distance is as important as that. The distance has made me see our relationship in a different sight - knowing that person actually cares about keeping it working and going helps me know if it's worth putting forth effort. Although there are many rocky days - in the end of the day it's love that's important - and I love my boyfriend &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-3325397824455084946?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/3325397824455084946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-self.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/3325397824455084946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/3325397824455084946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-self.html' title='New-Self'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-5743619119260018937</id><published>2010-01-28T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T16:26:19.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Party.</title><content type='html'>With my school schedule I barely have time to go out - let alone party. My boyfriend has also told me to not go out because it's 'dangerous' - hehehe. so I have cut down on partying. Although last week a couple of my friends and myself hit up a club ; it was alright -  I actually danced. Had to make use of the $40 - entrance. SO i'm slowly becoming broke. UGH! But clubbing is really - not my scene. I'm more of the sit at home and watch basketball while eating chips and drinking beer kind of person. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/S2IqT28AuwI/AAAAAAAAAE4/hrad9gXNeWw/s1600-h/16945_1179159413101_1651620064_527512_453061_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/S2IqT28AuwI/AAAAAAAAAE4/hrad9gXNeWw/s400/16945_1179159413101_1651620064_527512_453061_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431950621215341314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/S2IqTmDpJvI/AAAAAAAAAEw/xeI-i0NuEJw/s1600-h/22452_264878970221_501005221_3457757_4819475_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/S2IqTmDpJvI/AAAAAAAAAEw/xeI-i0NuEJw/s400/22452_264878970221_501005221_3457757_4819475_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431950616683947762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-5743619119260018937?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/5743619119260018937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2010/01/party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/5743619119260018937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/5743619119260018937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2010/01/party.html' title='Party.'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/S2IqT28AuwI/AAAAAAAAAE4/hrad9gXNeWw/s72-c/16945_1179159413101_1651620064_527512_453061_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-4384878113915671211</id><published>2010-01-28T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T16:21:47.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Very Late Post : New Years Resolution</title><content type='html'>Wow February is almost here - time sure does fly by. I have yet to make my new years resolution list. So lets see - how many of these I can keep! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sleep at a decent hour (so far so good)&lt;br /&gt;- Don't exert too much in the relationship [...i'm doing it :-) ]&lt;br /&gt;- Cut down on spending&lt;br /&gt;- STOP PROCRASTINATING and do work ahead of time&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;b&gt; KEEP BEING ORGANIZED &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-4384878113915671211?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/4384878113915671211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2010/01/very-late-post-new-years-resolution.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/4384878113915671211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/4384878113915671211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2010/01/very-late-post-new-years-resolution.html' title='Very Late Post : New Years Resolution'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-7851956676844791528</id><published>2010-01-08T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T09:49:45.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Months</title><content type='html'>I am so behind this. School is back up on Monday - and I still didn't blog about our 4 months. Hehehe. 4 months was last december 23rd. Definitely fought a lot after. Hehehe. Christmas and New Years past and we fought during those festive times and after. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are long distance relationships working without fighting. Honestly. When New Years and Christmas hit - fight fight fight. Ridiculous. I guess in the sense that you're both missing out on those holiday's together. You're with different people - different time zones. I have to learn to keep my head cool. I have so many goals for this relationship to work - that I have to start doing , should definitely be part of a new years resolution list. MUST DO THAT tonight (hehehe)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-7851956676844791528?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/7851956676844791528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2010/01/4-months.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/7851956676844791528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/7851956676844791528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2010/01/4-months.html' title='4 Months'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-6962487498024684447</id><published>2010-01-08T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T09:45:28.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://davf.daisypath.com/NM13m5.png" width="400" height="80" border="0" alt="Daisypath Anniversary tickers" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisypath.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dvcf.daisypath.com/Gn7Om5.png" width="400" height="80" border="0" alt="Daisypath Vacation tickers" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-6962487498024684447?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/6962487498024684447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/6962487498024684447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/6962487498024684447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-2425567070429042212</id><published>2009-12-27T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T10:49:24.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Did in 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;- Finished 2nd year of Uni (April 2009) &lt;br /&gt;- Traveled to Calgary TWICE (Feb.2009 &amp; June 2009)&lt;br /&gt;- Traveled to the Philippines (August 2009)&lt;br /&gt;- Got Car (April 2009)&lt;br /&gt;- Got somewhat Organized (room redecoration) &lt;br /&gt;...TBC &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-2425567070429042212?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/2425567070429042212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/12/things-i-did-in-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/2425567070429042212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/2425567070429042212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/12/things-i-did-in-2009.html' title='Things I Did in 2009'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-7768552593879915063</id><published>2009-12-07T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T17:37:07.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson in Life</title><content type='html'>There is a point in life when you get tired of chasing everyone &amp; trying to fix everything but it’s not giving up. It’s realizing that you don’t need certain people &amp; all the drama they bring. As you grow up you realize it’s less important to have more friends &amp; more important to have real ones. There are only so many times you allow somebody to let you down before you can’t handle the disappointment anymore. You come to realize that in the end everyone turns out to be the person they swore they'd never become. You learn promises can be broken just as quickly as they are made &amp; even that one person that was never supposed to let you down probably will. Sometimes you have to be strong for yourself. What’s meant to be will end up good &amp; what’s not, wont. At times people need to fight for you &amp; if they don’t you just have to move on &amp; realize what you gave them was more than what they were willing to give you. Always fight until you can’t fight anymore &amp; then be fought for. Grudges are a waste of perfect happiness, laugh when you can, apologize when you should, &amp; let go of what you can’t change. Love deeply &amp; forgive quickly, take chances, give everything, &amp; have no regrets. Life is too short to be unhappy. Always forgive but never forget. Learn from your mistakes but never regret. People change &amp; things go wrong but always remember life goes on. The world is full of jealousy &amp; hatred, fighting over pointless things &amp; people that bring you little or no satisfaction. Grow up &amp; accept what it is because life is too short to sit there &amp; regret everything you do. You do things for a reason, you make decisions for a reason, you laugh for a reason &amp; you cry for a reason. So if it’s something you chose then why regret something that at one point made you happy. Life goes faster than you think. Those who are yours probably won’t be one day. People will walk in, make you happy &amp; walk out like you don’t even know them. You can stay awake all night &amp; nobody will know or care. Lies don’t get you anywhere. Drama is everywhere. It’s easier to talk, easier to hear, but almost impossible to do. Everything happens for a reason. People change so you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you can appreciate them when their right, you believe lies so that you will eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, &amp; sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together. Mistakes are just another lesson learned &amp; a second chance is just an opportunity to do right. In life we do things. Some we wish we had never done, some we wish we could replay a million times in our heads, but they all make us who we are. &amp; in the end, those experiences shape every detail about us. If we were to reverse any of them, we wouldn’t be at the exact place that we are today. So just live. Make mistakes, &amp; have wonderful times but never ever second guess who you are, where you have been, &amp; most importantly, where it is that you’re going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-7768552593879915063?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/7768552593879915063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/12/lesson-in-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/7768552593879915063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/7768552593879915063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/12/lesson-in-life.html' title='Lesson in Life'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-7782493365007791508</id><published>2009-11-29T05:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T05:16:19.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress</title><content type='html'>It's the 2nd last week before the semester ends and FINAL EXAMS begin. I'm so stressed. Ugh. Dealing with so much crap right now. Trying to finish how many more papers. Ugh. This is ridiculous. Anyways, Christmas is almost here, a couple more weeks, and I have NOT done any Christmas shopping. Ridiculous. I am going to clean my room right now then get back to writing my paper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to be stress free. In a couple weeks *cross fingers* i'll be stress free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-7782493365007791508?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/7782493365007791508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/11/stress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/7782493365007791508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/7782493365007791508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/11/stress.html' title='Stress'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-5333852280227130941</id><published>2009-11-25T05:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T05:48:15.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Months =)</title><content type='html'>Happy 3 Months Babe!  &lt;br /&gt;Dami na pinagdaanan! Hayyy! kayang kaya :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/Sw01YFEmTfI/AAAAAAAAAEo/j8Do5lrzCX8/s1600/Picture+13.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/Sw01YFEmTfI/AAAAAAAAAEo/j8Do5lrzCX8/s400/Picture+13.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408037415336431090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-5333852280227130941?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/5333852280227130941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/11/3-months.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/5333852280227130941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/5333852280227130941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/11/3-months.html' title='3 Months =)'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/Sw01YFEmTfI/AAAAAAAAAEo/j8Do5lrzCX8/s72-c/Picture+13.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-5711333739821815241</id><published>2009-11-21T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T04:39:20.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give yourself 2 minutes and read this</title><content type='html'>&lt;big&gt;*&lt;b&gt;if you're a girl - switch up the 'she' to 'he' &amp; 'hers' to 'his' etc &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://5.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kqd8ozS2TQ1qzebb8o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://5.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kqd8ozS2TQ1qzebb8o1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-5711333739821815241?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/5711333739821815241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/11/give-yourself-2-minutes-and-read-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/5711333739821815241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/5711333739821815241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/11/give-yourself-2-minutes-and-read-this.html' title='Give yourself 2 minutes and read this'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-8432675649160251574</id><published>2009-11-21T04:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T04:34:00.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Understanding</title><content type='html'>Another important aspect that I've learned these past few weeks is what is literally meant as 'understanding' . Understanding ones self, and understanding those around you. I have generally been the type of person who doesn't try to understand another person, and I get really antsy. For example ; &lt;i&gt;boyfriend&lt;/i&gt; is being an asshole because of something . I would get soo pissed at him for being an asshole instead of trying to understand what he is feeling / going through - that we'd end up fighting. Fights could be avoidable if you try to understand the other person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to learn to be a more understanding individual, for myself and for others. No matter what, I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-8432675649160251574?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/8432675649160251574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/11/understanding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/8432675649160251574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/8432675649160251574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/11/understanding.html' title='Understanding'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-372610010267306652</id><published>2009-11-06T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T03:05:18.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>Definitely a year has gone by. A year older, &lt;i&gt; a year wiser&lt;/i&gt;. Tomorrow it's my 20th birthday. Moving on from being a teen. What has changed over the past year? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I've learned to give trust, as hard as it may seem, you have to trust.&lt;br /&gt;- Once again, life is short (RIP - Tiyo Sendo) &lt;br /&gt;- Failing is not an option. &lt;br /&gt;- Never give up&lt;br /&gt;- Take life as it comes, don't over think&lt;br /&gt;- Smile because it happened, some things fall apart, so when something good happens, you'll know when to appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;- Loving is hard - but that's love. &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-372610010267306652?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/372610010267306652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/11/birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/372610010267306652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/372610010267306652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/11/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-6488995242695900932</id><published>2009-10-12T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T03:38:30.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Important</title><content type='html'>How important is trust in a relationship? How much trust can you give your partner? No matter how much you trust them, there's always that little bit in the back of your head that has doubt. I guess at some point, we're really willing to give in, and risk getting hurt. If you don't risk you didn't really love at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little bits have started to bother me. I'm just really disappointed in myself that I am starting to think like this... starting to think like a &lt;i&gt;clingy&lt;/i&gt; girlfriend - which I was not before. Ok. Sabi nila, magtiwala ka - so you begin to trust, but every time he does something, i question it. Ugh. I hate myself at this moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lifeinthenhs.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/trust2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://lifeinthenhs.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/trust2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-6488995242695900932?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/6488995242695900932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-important.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/6488995242695900932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/6488995242695900932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-important.html' title='How Important'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-4042405718508311692</id><published>2009-10-08T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T15:20:26.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>Ugh. school is taking over my life. I have midterms and assignments due everyday! &lt;br /&gt;it's quite a ridiculous amount of work. 3rd year is going to be and is already being a biatch! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPREAD LOVE &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-4042405718508311692?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/4042405718508311692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/10/school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/4042405718508311692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/4042405718508311692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/10/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-6956214959597720220</id><published>2009-10-07T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T20:41:18.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that I love about my life right now!</title><content type='html'>- my family (aka the new addition ; a new nephew) &lt;br /&gt;- my boyfriend :) &lt;br /&gt;- cold weather, i can finally pull out my scarf&lt;br /&gt;- low gas prices &lt;br /&gt;- hot hot coffee &lt;br /&gt;- ...and my boyfriend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-6956214959597720220?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/6956214959597720220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/10/things-that-i-love-about-my-life-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/6956214959597720220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/6956214959597720220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/10/things-that-i-love-about-my-life-right.html' title='Things that I love about my life right now!'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-8174666687216748818</id><published>2009-10-07T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T05:42:42.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Love</title><content type='html'>I have to admit it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;I am in love &amp;hearts;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;...to be continued&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-8174666687216748818?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/8174666687216748818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/10/summer-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/8174666687216748818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/8174666687216748818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/10/summer-love.html' title='Summer Love'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-8900802105663559763</id><published>2009-07-31T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T10:24:00.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am flying out of Canada again. This summer / year - i feel like i've lived at airports. I fly out on Monday - back for a month! Find out where. &lt;/big&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-8900802105663559763?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/8900802105663559763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-vacation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/8900802105663559763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/8900802105663559763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-vacation.html' title='Another Vacation'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-2433714121508595888</id><published>2009-07-26T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T06:07:53.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SmxUfVKuAhI/AAAAAAAAAEg/g5_Nf1voH0Y/s1600-h/Photo+159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SmxUfVKuAhI/AAAAAAAAAEg/g5_Nf1voH0Y/s400/Photo+159.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362754153526198802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning. Yesterday we had such sh!tty weather. it was raining cats and dogs. i wake up to this lovely sunshine shining through my room. hmm. waking up to lovely weather brightens up my day. i've made my bed - done yoga - worked out my arms / biceps . i feel so good. *cross fingers* let's hope this lovely mood stays. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of our lives is to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;Dalai Lama &lt;/big&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-2433714121508595888?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/2433714121508595888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/07/sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/2433714121508595888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/2433714121508595888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/07/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SmxUfVKuAhI/AAAAAAAAAEg/g5_Nf1voH0Y/s72-c/Photo+159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-8099415752235103876</id><published>2009-07-23T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T09:15:14.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost done</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SmiMc6F4ecI/AAAAAAAAAEY/rsMdyY70uY0/s1600-h/Picture+12.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SmiMc6F4ecI/AAAAAAAAAEY/rsMdyY70uY0/s400/Picture+12.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361689784642730434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SmiMcKiILiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/18pJ_AyF8jE/s1600-h/Picture+10.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SmiMcKiILiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/18pJ_AyF8jE/s400/Picture+10.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361689771876298274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SmiMbTkQdTI/AAAAAAAAAEI/rP1_3xpnFL8/s1600-h/Picture+8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SmiMbTkQdTI/AAAAAAAAAEI/rP1_3xpnFL8/s400/Picture+8.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361689757121279282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-8099415752235103876?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/8099415752235103876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/07/almost-done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/8099415752235103876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/8099415752235103876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/07/almost-done.html' title='Almost done'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SmiMc6F4ecI/AAAAAAAAAEY/rsMdyY70uY0/s72-c/Picture+12.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-3959214449463641365</id><published>2009-07-23T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T02:40:30.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Early morning love</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some Men feel the need to Love a thousand different Women, but a Real Man knows how to Love one Woman a thousand different ways&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://moviesmedia.ign.com/movies/image/article/779/779447/spidey-kiss-in-the-rain_1176240134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://moviesmedia.ign.com/movies/image/article/779/779447/spidey-kiss-in-the-rain_1176240134.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-3959214449463641365?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/3959214449463641365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/07/early-morning-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/3959214449463641365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/3959214449463641365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/07/early-morning-love.html' title='Early morning love'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-7649363080649201772</id><published>2009-07-21T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T08:41:45.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SmXhZy4f1UI/AAAAAAAAAEA/4bHthG83ty0/s1600-h/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SmXhZy4f1UI/AAAAAAAAAEA/4bHthG83ty0/s400/Picture+5.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360938764726162754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SmXhLaMH0QI/AAAAAAAAAD4/oJ-AZKfVNs4/s1600-h/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SmXhLaMH0QI/AAAAAAAAAD4/oJ-AZKfVNs4/s400/Picture+4.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360938517579419906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love waking up and i feel a sudden gust of wind going through my room! it helps realize that life is in fact so beautiful. you wake up and everything feels perfect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-7649363080649201772?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/7649363080649201772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/07/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/7649363080649201772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/7649363080649201772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/07/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SmXhZy4f1UI/AAAAAAAAAEA/4bHthG83ty0/s72-c/Picture+5.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-1896265081733134845</id><published>2009-07-18T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T01:34:13.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Quote of Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind.” - Dr. Seuss &lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-1896265081733134845?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/1896265081733134845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/07/weekend-quote-of-inspiration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/1896265081733134845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/1896265081733134845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/07/weekend-quote-of-inspiration.html' title='Weekend Quote of Inspiration'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-103475656263153305</id><published>2009-07-18T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T01:12:58.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>compliments</title><content type='html'>The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more.. that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To laugh is to risk appearing the fool. To weep is to risk being called sentimental. To reach out to another is to risk involvement. To expose feelings is to risk showing your true self. To place your ideas and your dreams before them is to risk being called naive. To love is to risk not being loved in return. To live is to risk dying. To hope is to risk despair, and to try is to risk failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But risks must be taken, because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing. The person who risks nothing, does nothing, has nothing, is nothing and becomes nothing. He [or she] may avoid suffering and sorrow, but he simply cannot learn and feel and change and grow and love and live. Chained by his certitudes, he is a slave, he’s forfeited his freedom. &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Only the person who risks is truly free&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;have a lovely saturday my loves&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SmGDs51brvI/AAAAAAAAADo/NnOZYgpSlBk/s1600-h/126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SmGDs51brvI/AAAAAAAAADo/NnOZYgpSlBk/s400/126.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359709839010017010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-103475656263153305?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/103475656263153305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/07/compliments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/103475656263153305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/103475656263153305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/07/compliments.html' title='compliments'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SmGDs51brvI/AAAAAAAAADo/NnOZYgpSlBk/s72-c/126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-1867555710491599780</id><published>2009-07-07T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T17:50:11.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hotness</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Taylor Lautner&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am soooo excited for New Moon! &lt;br /&gt;I want it to be November now, aside from being the fact that its my birthday month ; and New Moon comes out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SlPtNZZtWqI/AAAAAAAAADg/P90EfwGRxuI/s1600-h/newmoon3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SlPtNZZtWqI/AAAAAAAAADg/P90EfwGRxuI/s400/newmoon3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355885196286450338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-1867555710491599780?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/1867555710491599780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/07/hotness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/1867555710491599780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/1867555710491599780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/07/hotness.html' title='Hotness'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SlPtNZZtWqI/AAAAAAAAADg/P90EfwGRxuI/s72-c/newmoon3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-7634114677126573436</id><published>2009-07-06T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T16:27:25.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Loving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SlKICbcp0mI/AAAAAAAAADY/bsKj4qhe0YU/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 208px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SlKICbcp0mI/AAAAAAAAADY/bsKj4qhe0YU/s400/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355492482205995618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt; This was taking at Radium Hot Springs, British Columbia. Yes  - the water was "hot" . It was ridiculously hot. Got such a nice tan. Woot! &lt;/big&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-7634114677126573436?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/7634114677126573436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-loving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/7634114677126573436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/7634114677126573436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-loving.html' title='Summer Loving'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SlKICbcp0mI/AAAAAAAAADY/bsKj4qhe0YU/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-5466338448137850555</id><published>2009-07-01T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T03:27:06.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>I've always loved and enjoyed listening to different types of music. It's like sort of my way of zoning out. Music calms me + sort of brings me to a brand new place. Currently addicted to (&lt;i&gt;on repeat&lt;/i&gt;) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Man In the Mirror - Michael Jackson &lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; PYT - Michael Jackson &lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt; heal the world - Michael Jackson &lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; You are not alone - michael jackson &lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;In a world filled with hate, we must still dare to hope. In a world filled with anger, we must still dare to comfort. In a world filled with despair, we must still dare to dream. And in a world filled with distrust, we must still dare to believe - Michael Jackson &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt; RIP MICHAEL JACKSON &lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://nonstopinfo.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/jackson-michael-photo-michael-jackson-6205114.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-5466338448137850555?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/5466338448137850555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/07/music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/5466338448137850555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/5466338448137850555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/07/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-2832427589022420097</id><published>2009-06-25T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T01:33:32.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crackberry</title><content type='html'>Now I understand why they say &lt;i&gt;crackberry&lt;/i&gt;! I am addicted to my blackberry. I had always had one. Two years ago I had my first love affair with the blackberry 8700. IT was my LIFE! it was a big phone - but had everything I looked for. I was not into "camera phones" because they got a little too much attention. People would roam your photos and such ; so the 8700 had everything I looked for (no camera). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last winter (december) - i switched to the Blackberry Curve (red). I AM ADDICTED! Every morning when I wake up I would see the corner 'red' light flashing. YAY! New txt msg - new emails - new blackberry messenger messages - ym msgs - msn msgs- gmail instant msging . EVERYTHING i looked for. I had the centre of my world in my palms. People say 'ew its so big' . The QWERTY keypad is the only thing that makes this phone appear big. but it fits sooo nicely into your hands and the keypad works WONDERS. Never though I'd type as fast as I could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live with my blackberry - it is my life. Example (TRUE STORY) ; I would be driving stuck in traffic and heading to school, it's a blizzard out there (snowstorm coming in). It's 5pm - my law lectures starts at 6:15pm. School emails us say "classes are cancelled" - they just sent the email at 4:45 ... SO iF did not have my blackberry I would not get that email until I had wifi access when i arrive at school. So I would turn back around and head home. YAY ! BLACKBERRY EMAIL saved my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another story - I was would be at the supermarket and realize something is more expensive at the supermarket i'm at , so whip out the blackberry and look at the price of the item at another supermarket. HERO much? What would I do without my blackberry? I never thought I'd love something much more than my MACBOOK (WHICH I LOVE!) . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blackberry Messenger is INSANE ! PIN ME PEOPLE! Me and my friends communicate through BBM! heheheeh! If you decide on getting a blackberry - get a DATA plan (internet plan) . Blackberry's wouldn't be the same if they were only on Voice/Txt plans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://pariswells.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/rogers-blackberry-curve-8310-red1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-2832427589022420097?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/2832427589022420097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/06/crackberry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/2832427589022420097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/2832427589022420097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/06/crackberry.html' title='Crackberry'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-9169846146176038875</id><published>2009-06-25T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T01:23:18.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>I love wearing heels . Although I dislike wearing dresses (short ones) - i was sort of forced. I wouldn't want to end up at a party inside a hotel wearing jeans. As much as I love pearing jeans and heels together - i got (tried to) dolled up for a party. Take a guess how much my dress was (hint : my necklace is more expensive than the dress) . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what you're thinking. What's the deal with a 5 feet 8 inches lady STILL wearing heels ; i'm not really sure, but I like the idea of me being taller than men. And this was a filipino party - i was towering most of the guys. :) xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkMzSY9SHhI/AAAAAAAAACo/l3xk_G6Rj5I/s1600-h/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkMzSY9SHhI/AAAAAAAAACo/l3xk_G6Rj5I/s320/Picture+5.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351177173276433938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-9169846146176038875?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/9169846146176038875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/9169846146176038875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/9169846146176038875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkMzSY9SHhI/AAAAAAAAACo/l3xk_G6Rj5I/s72-c/Picture+5.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-8900920161610806552</id><published>2009-06-11T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T04:24:30.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo</title><content type='html'>Airplane ride was ridiculous. Scared the sh*tcrap out of me. But other than the ride, vacation is going alright :) . A couple photos of me on the plane. Hehe. I've just done some shopping. Such good deals. UPDATE later =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SjDosvLVQhI/AAAAAAAAACg/gI3gpmZcrOI/s1600-h/Picture+13.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SjDosvLVQhI/AAAAAAAAACg/gI3gpmZcrOI/s320/Picture+13.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346028612964663826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SjDosuiSvjI/AAAAAAAAACY/E7lBxzs3Hco/s1600-h/Picture+12.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SjDosuiSvjI/AAAAAAAAACY/E7lBxzs3Hco/s320/Picture+12.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346028612792532530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-8900920161610806552?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/8900920161610806552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/06/boo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/8900920161610806552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/8900920161610806552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/06/boo.html' title='Boo'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SjDosvLVQhI/AAAAAAAAACg/gI3gpmZcrOI/s72-c/Picture+13.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-5768986241726002553</id><published>2009-06-05T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T02:11:00.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Packing</title><content type='html'>I have yet to start packing up my luggage. Leaving Toronto exactly one 24hours from now. And I have yet to find my luggage / my luggage keys.  This is what happens when you get your home renovated - you lose sight of your belongings. It's currently 5am right now, and I am about to go off to bed; and wake up early to go and return library books, bring some stuff to a couple of my friends , and start packing! I can't overpack again. I'll be gone for about 3.5 weeks so I can't back too much! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so unproductive. Yesterday I just went driving around, and &lt;b&gt;almost&lt;/b&gt; got a speeding ticket. Yikes! I got a warning which I am so pleased with. I had breakfast with an old friend of mine, it was really nice spending time with her and the food was Yum. Other than that, I did crap. Slept - oh I was my car today! It was so hot out today, perfect! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, off to my bed I go. So, YES i will be traveling this summer! I will update my blog with my travels. It's quite exciting, I have booked my ticket! I love it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xo  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SijhC6VK0RI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5Kfm6F1u50c/s1600-h/Picture+10.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SijhC6VK0RI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5Kfm6F1u50c/s320/Picture+10.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343768398009127186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-5768986241726002553?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/5768986241726002553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/06/packing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/5768986241726002553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/5768986241726002553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/06/packing.html' title='Packing'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SijhC6VK0RI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5Kfm6F1u50c/s72-c/Picture+10.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-2223203949602817419</id><published>2009-06-03T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T21:12:07.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Workout</title><content type='html'>So as y'all know that I try my very best to stay fit. Over the course of the winter months - being at school &amp; homebound all the time, sitting on my ass all day I have gained weight in the wrong places. Yes I would love to gain weight - but not in my tummy or thighs. My arms need some meet one them, I am so grossed out by it. Previous years and summer, I enjoyed going out for a run, but the last school year took a toll on me. I was so lazy. School drained all the energy I had. I saw myself relying on Energy drinks pre-essay mode, post-essay mode, and exam mode. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started getting back into my Yoga roots, and as well as trying out the P90x program. I will post some before shots &lt;i&gt; soon time &lt;/i&gt;. Yesterday, I went with my older brother to the auto-shop to get both our cars checked. His car needed an inspection check while I needed to set up a change-oil appointment. My Jeep needs to get its oil changed every 3 months. It's very costly I say. I have to learn how to change oil! I will definitely post that as one of my goals before I turn 21! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SidICIPsoWI/AAAAAAAAACI/aO-zm4qTeC8/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SidICIPsoWI/AAAAAAAAACI/aO-zm4qTeC8/s320/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343318684308644194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-2223203949602817419?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/2223203949602817419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/06/pre-workout.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/2223203949602817419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/2223203949602817419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/06/pre-workout.html' title='Pre-Workout'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SidICIPsoWI/AAAAAAAAACI/aO-zm4qTeC8/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-4222966822602500859</id><published>2009-06-02T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T05:38:55.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer cruising.</title><content type='html'>Gas prices are going insane right now. $1/Litre. This saddens me. So road trips would have to be put on hold until these prices downplay. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SiUcuch2aMI/AAAAAAAAACA/SVKwmFL0xEs/s1600-h/IMG01198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SiUcuch2aMI/AAAAAAAAACA/SVKwmFL0xEs/s320/IMG01198.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342708117202692290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-4222966822602500859?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/4222966822602500859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-cruising.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/4222966822602500859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/4222966822602500859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-cruising.html' title='summer cruising.'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SiUcuch2aMI/AAAAAAAAACA/SVKwmFL0xEs/s72-c/IMG01198.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-3824198661478110108</id><published>2009-06-02T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T05:15:34.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly away with me</title><content type='html'>One year ago today - i was in the philippines. I'm bored out of my mind at home. Gas prices are sky rocketing ; nearing $1.00 / Litre. It's quite ridiculous. I am looking for flights out of Toronto. Heading out of this city. Yay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned to find out where I'll be in a couple days - or weeks. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-3824198661478110108?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/3824198661478110108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/06/fly-away-with-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/3824198661478110108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/3824198661478110108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/06/fly-away-with-me.html' title='Fly away with me'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-6806842788689890350</id><published>2009-06-01T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T02:20:41.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer - sun kissed skin.</title><content type='html'>You know that feeling you get during the winter with your skin being so dry - and the lack of sunlight giving off that pale look. I effing hate it. Like I can't even stand it. I love being "dark" or what filipino's call 'morena'. During the winter seasons i notice how i pale and my skin looking rather very much yellow. I started using Aveeno's radiance line. It give you that sun kissed look all year round. It sorta is like a fake tanner but to a much lesser degree. I look brown during the winter not yellow or dirty pale. Thanks to Aveeno - I am not going to lie I LOVE the products. I will take a photo of my collection. It's ridic. I literally have 10 of them - UNUSED. What can I say - i love to stock up on products that I love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SiOcgQr4AGI/AAAAAAAAABU/iy41hUORkW0/s1600-h/Picture+15.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SiOcgQr4AGI/AAAAAAAAABU/iy41hUORkW0/s320/Picture+15.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342285661040279650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-6806842788689890350?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/6806842788689890350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-sun-kissed-skin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/6806842788689890350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/6806842788689890350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-sun-kissed-skin.html' title='summer - sun kissed skin.'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SiOcgQr4AGI/AAAAAAAAABU/iy41hUORkW0/s72-c/Picture+15.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-7267760996272666458</id><published>2009-06-01T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T02:12:46.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall 3rd Year University Schedule</title><content type='html'>So, it's only June 1st 2009. The school in the Philippines has begun, while elementary, middle school, and highschool students in Canada / United States are still going through the final push of the year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a University student, one of the 'perks' is finishing the school year in April . It's quite exciting ; but being out of school for almost 2 months , it's taken a short toll. I'm always bored. =( . I recently got an email from the University about my school schedule for Fall 2009. It's so early to be talking about it, but they like sort of send it off this early in the year for us to realize the tuition. lol. Here's my schedule for September - December 2009 . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Monday - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantitative Methods for Social Science (STATS II) - 1:35 - 3:20 &lt;br /&gt;Immigration Policy &amp; Practices  - 6:10 pm - 8:50 pm   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tuesday : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STATS II LAB 4:20 pm - 5:10 pm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wednesday : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Conflict Resolution - 12:40 pm - 3:20 pm &lt;br /&gt;Health and Wellness II - 4:20 - 7:00 pm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Thursday : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canadian Social Problem : 10:50 - 1:30 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Friday : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OFF!! NO SCHOOL ON FRIDAYS ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The schedule is not too bad - minus the fact that I have to come to campus on Tuesday for a 45 minute LAB , which i find utterly ridiculous. I love the idea of having friday offs. LONG weekend baby! The idea of school excites me. I love school - minus the stress &amp; ulcers it gives me. I hate deadlines - but I love socializing at school. Ha! I pay tuition to socialize , it's BAD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx Laarns&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-7267760996272666458?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/7267760996272666458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/06/fall-3rd-year-university-schedule.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/7267760996272666458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/7267760996272666458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/06/fall-3rd-year-university-schedule.html' title='Fall 3rd Year University Schedule'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-3327806960834406859</id><published>2009-05-30T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T15:44:36.350-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blue jays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toronto'/><title type='text'>Blue Jays</title><content type='html'>Through the process of cleaning my room; i found a photo. I think I was destined to be a die-hard blue jays fan. I look like a boy, but it's the hat that counts. =P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SiG2jkvs57I/AAAAAAAAABM/aKCVBPiL_h0/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SiG2jkvs57I/AAAAAAAAABM/aKCVBPiL_h0/s320/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341751355313547186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-3327806960834406859?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/3327806960834406859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/05/blue-jays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/3327806960834406859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/3327806960834406859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/05/blue-jays.html' title='Blue Jays'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SiG2jkvs57I/AAAAAAAAABM/aKCVBPiL_h0/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6622429926697785727.post-1735950322413832612</id><published>2009-05-30T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T01:34:35.827-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedroom'/><title type='text'>Room is almost done :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Since I have finished school since April 23rd and on my summer break, I have done pretty much nothing. All I do is scooter around toronto , spend money (on useless junk), sleep and eat. People might say, "that's life", but to me, by the end of the day I have spent a day doing crap - unproductive. For a couple of days now I have renovated my room. My room was alright but the paint job was weary - it was too old for me, and the curtains my mom had installed had too much feminine touch for me. So I've uploaded some photo's. The before photos were a little rough with everything all placed at the centre of the room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;   Everything was out of place ; I had to put all of my books inside boxes ;   I definitely had trouble figuring out where I had placed my sh*t.  :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SiDqg-ppzKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/6GuFNhIwb-4/s320/Picture+4.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341527010355825826" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SiDp_xRO97I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/MuWHv822heM/s320/Picture+3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341526439828060082" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I settled for a blue colour. I am an avid Toronto Blue Jays fan, so I had to go with a theme :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Recently went to ikea and purchased a wall-shelf. I love it. I love my curtains too. I love lifting up the blinds at night and letting the moon-light peak through the curtains. I have more to do with my room, it's still under-construction. The first photo has a flash so the colour scheme sorta changed. The second photo - clearly shows what the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;exact&lt;/u&gt; colour is. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I love it!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SiDqhrmuewI/AAAAAAAAAAg/lDb7UKuLtco/s320/Picture+29.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341527022423145218" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SiDqijQ4PQI/AAAAAAAAAAo/AZ1O3EFq6gw/s320/Picture+30.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341527037363895554" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6622429926697785727-1735950322413832612?l=ilovelaarns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/feeds/1735950322413832612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/05/room-is-almost-done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/1735950322413832612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6622429926697785727/posts/default/1735950322413832612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovelaarns.blogspot.com/2009/05/room-is-almost-done.html' title='Room is almost done :)'/><author><name>ilovelaarns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04035865022022272375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SkM40axw3YI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vf20NAlQno/S220/Picture+6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kuMRzW0bjdA/SiDqg-ppzKI/AAAAAAAAAAY/6GuFNhIwb-4/s72-c/Picture+4.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
