<?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-6683390</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:41:09.334-08:00</updated><category term='answers'/><category term='education'/><category term='technology'/><category term='reflection'/><category term='Philippines'/><category term='plans'/><category term='babies'/><category term='finances'/><category term='bags'/><category term='finance'/><category term='movies'/><category term='apple'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='twins'/><category term='phone'/><category term='test'/><category term='US politics'/><category term='job'/><category term='iphone'/><category term='Seattle'/><category term='personality'/><category term='starbucks'/><category term='family'/><category term='nephews'/><category term='computer'/><category term='blues'/><category term='work'/><category term='blogs'/><category term='rant'/><category term='friends'/><category term='wislisht'/><category term='shoes'/><category term='weather'/><category term='meme'/><category term='Washington'/><category term='me'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='stress'/><category term='nieces'/><category term='boredom'/><category term='camera'/><category term='photography'/><category term='politics'/><category term='break'/><category term='school'/><category term='needs'/><category term='quiz'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='style'/><category term='French'/><category term='life'/><category term='wishlist'/><category term='mcat'/><category term='interview'/><category term='country'/><category term='people'/><category term='New York Times'/><category term='software'/><category term='mac'/><category term='gwen stefani'/><category term='posts'/><category term='career'/><category term='wants'/><category term='US'/><category term='series'/><category term='American politics'/><category term='questions'/><category term='management'/><category term='Iraq'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>schizophrenic conversations</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>408</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-4682344814483523331</id><published>2009-03-31T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T20:46:41.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Plague on its Own. </title><content type='html'>For the first time I found myself mixed in the corral of medical personnel. I looked at nurses finding ways to juggle two patients at once, observed doctors dictating their surgery notes to whoever they were dictating to on the phone, called in EKG and XRAY people to do their job on their respective patients. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was in the mix of it all with orders from nurses coming from left and right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Scan and stamp this for me please."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Can you call bed control and 5 west and tell them that patient X is coming in a few minutes?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Can you order an EKG for this patient?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Stamp me a rhythm sheet" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Let us know every time when someone calls for a bed for a patient." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found myself making mistakes. Not huge mistakes, but small ones that make me irk a bit as I know I could've prevented it if I was focused enough on it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Busy busy day. But I think it was a fulfilling day nonetheless. I get to watch first hand the ratio of nurses to patients (with patients trumping nurses). I semi-watched a patient went under as a procedure was done to find out the rhythm of their heart right in front of me (I wish I had the chance to watch it more, but I was pre-occupied with the papers and the phoning that I needed to do). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish there were more of these days. As one of the nurses said, "its either a famine or a plague in here; we find ourselves sitting around waiting for the next one to come out and then we find ourselves wanting for them not to come out until we're done with the one that we're taking care of still". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-4682344814483523331?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/4682344814483523331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=4682344814483523331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/4682344814483523331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/4682344814483523331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2009/03/plague-on-its-own.html' title='A Plague on its Own. '/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-8628238107832447477</id><published>2009-03-22T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T01:25:47.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>During this time</title><content type='html'>"During a period of darkness, faith and hope must always prevail upon you. "&lt;div&gt;--This is what the priest said earlier during his homily. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was also watching Castaway earlier and it just reminded me of the exact same thing. Chuck Nolan got stranded in a deserted island with no food, no one to talk to and little resources at his disposal. Despite the odds, he remained hopeful and faithful for 1500 days. He remained resilient in spite all the odds that were against him and in the end he prevailed only to find himself changed for possibly the better. &lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-8628238107832447477?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/8628238107832447477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=8628238107832447477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/8628238107832447477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/8628238107832447477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2009/03/during-this-time.html' title='During this time'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-519965250211183333</id><published>2009-03-11T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T00:29:56.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Weeks and no coffee in the system.. </title><content type='html'>- I've lasted two weeks now without downing any sort of coffee-related drinks.WOOT!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Fashion month is coming to a close and so far Gucci and Balenciaga are the only ones that stood out to me. Everyone else is either a tad plain or a tad over the top. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I've been thinking about internships at magazines, but I remembered that magazines are not immune to economic meltdown. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Right now my whole brain is up in the air. Honestly, I do not have the complete motivation to go about the things that are happening right now. But I guess this is what you are suppose to feel when you are going through a rough patch. All that one can do is to just hold their chin up high and just move along and hope for the best. &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;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-519965250211183333?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/519965250211183333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=519965250211183333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/519965250211183333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/519965250211183333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2009/03/two-weeks-and-no-coffee-in-system.html' title='Two Weeks and no coffee in the system.. '/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-9119054718831086855</id><published>2009-03-05T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T02:18:45.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Personal Statement that got me into UW</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;h2 class="date-header" style="margin-top: 1.5em;margin-right: 0px;margin-bottom: 0.5em;margin-left: 0px;font: normal normal bold 78%/normal 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;line-height: 1.4em;text-transform: uppercase;letter-spacing: 0.2em;color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;SUNDAY, FEBRUARY 13, 2005&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="post hentry uncustomized-post-template" style="margin-top: 0.5em;margin-right: 0px;margin-bottom: 1.5em;margin-left: 0px;border-bottom-width: 1px;border-bottom-style: dotted;border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204);padding-bottom: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;a name="110828586284200118"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="margin-top: 0.25em;margin-right: 0px;margin-bottom: 0px;margin-left: 0px;padding-top: 0px;padding-right: 0px;padding-bottom: 4px;padding-left: 0px;font-size: 18px;font-weight: normal;line-height: 1.4em;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2005/02/its-personal-statement-yall-finally.html" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);text-decoration: none;display: block;font-weight: normal;"&gt;It's the PERSONAL STATEMENT, y'all! (FINALLY!)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="post-header-line-1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt;In the two years of studying in Shoreline Community College, I have come to appreciate things that really matter. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;At the start of my educational career, my parents have instilled upon me that I should do my best to get high grades. They expected a lot from me; if somehow a not-so high grade prints out on my report card, they get all antsy and tell me that I should do better next time. At first, I wasn’t too keen on them putting a lot of pressure on me, but I started to grow into it. I vied for the highest grade that I could possibly get in every subject. I wanted to be in the 90-100 percent range of the grade system, any number below 90 was just not good enough for me. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When I became a senior in high school, I started applying for colleges. As I look through the requirements and the expectations that each college application have written out, I was a bit surprise or rather shocked to find out that “good” grades was not enough for an admission to a reputable/respectable college. I stressed on and on about why universities need to see community work and extracurricular activities, when I have a CGPA of 3.6. I angrily ask every person I talked to then, “isn’t good grades not enough of an evidence that I’m a good student who deserves a spot in the admitted students list?”&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When I started studying at Shoreline Community College (SCC), I began to experience the trauma of getting low grades. I became hard on myself and I got stuck in a black hole known as “self-pitying”. Then one day I had an epiphany, one that I had when I, along with a group of friends, performed for a group of elders at a nearby nursing home. I realized then that grades that I get from every courses that I take are not that important but what is more important is applying what I have learned in each subject into real life experiences. It was more of sharing what I know and what I’ve learned to the community that is around me. After that time, I made one of the most liberating and intelligent decision, I decided to not pay too much importance on the number that I receive, but rather appreciate and apply the vast information that I have learned in a four cornered room to the immeasureable world out there.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After I’ve realized that real world experience was more important, I started to volunteer more openly and without the notion of “I have to volunteer, in order for my college applications to look nice”. I’m currently a member of the Asian Pacific Islander Club at SCC and whenever an opportunity to get myself involved in the community arises during our meetings, I sign my name up to join in. I, along with the other club members, have participated in the Christmas food drive of St. Mark’s Church, located here in Shoreline, for the St. Vincent de Paul charity. We also participated in the toy drive that was held at the Child Haven Center, located in Downtown Seattle. We also performed Christmas carols for a group of elders at the FOSS home located in Greenwood, Seattle. Such volunteer opportunities that I participated in has given me a sense of what I really love to do, which is helping people. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We all started to think about what we want to be when we grow up when we were only five years old. But during that time, we were naive and innocent little kids. We didn’t know what the “real world” was really about. But as we grew older, the world started awakening us more, consequently making us think more seriously about what we really want to be. I chose Biochemistry as my major because I know I can do so much with such broad major. It can be a stepping stone to medical school or a background for a job application to a biotechnology firm, both of which can be a good way to help people out. However, I haven’t formally decided on what I’m going to do once I earn my degree I still don’t know how to choose between going to medical school or just apply to local biotechnology firms to do research work. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I choose to apply for transfer to University of Washington because I feel certain that I can choose my path in life once I start exploring the curriculum in Biochemistry. The program gives its students the opportunity to explore ways to apply the knowledge that they have gained from their courses through research studies in the university’s own research facilities or the biotechnology companies that surround the school. As for the students who are taking Biochemistry as a stepping stone to medical school, they have an easy access to the Children’s Hospital that is near to the university, where they can volunteer or work to gain clinical experience.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I may not have a decision on what I’m going to do my life in the next ten year or so. But I know that my admission to University of Washington will help me decide on what my path will be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-9119054718831086855?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/9119054718831086855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=9119054718831086855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/9119054718831086855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/9119054718831086855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2009/03/personal-statement-that-got-me-into-uw.html' title='The Personal Statement that got me into UW'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-1646048906809955726</id><published>2009-03-02T14:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T19:58:28.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Photo is what I will call : "I don't give a rats ass as to what everyone thinks of what I wear"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://angeloraine44.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SaypxAoKCB4AACeL-L01"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.angeloraine44.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SaypxAoKCB4AACeL-L01/3019rccr.jpg?et=ElSvgGpr3SIFdEV7QoAZGA&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Carine Roitfeld, Paris Vogue EIC, wearing Rick Owens Jacket (?) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;by: Scott Schuman for Style.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I heart her. In this picture she gives off the vibe of a really really cool middle age woman who doesn't give a crap about everyone around her. Examine her facial expression too .. that face!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;o mi gas I die..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I heart Scott for capturing uber cool photos like this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's my role model.. So is Scott.. Bless their hearts ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-1646048906809955726?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/1646048906809955726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=1646048906809955726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/1646048906809955726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/1646048906809955726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-photo-is-what-i-will-call-don-give.html' title='This Photo is what I will call : &amp;quot;I don&amp;#39;t give a rats ass as to what everyone thinks of what I wear&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-428125881213330671</id><published>2009-02-24T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T00:42:36.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>40 DAYS</title><content type='html'>I've never done forty days before so I will start this year. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year, I will give up COFFEE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I literally drink it almost everyday of the week I think it's the best thing to give up for 40 days. &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;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-428125881213330671?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/428125881213330671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=428125881213330671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/428125881213330671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/428125881213330671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2009/02/40-days.html' title='40 DAYS'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-2871504521716882670</id><published>2009-02-24T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T19:30:20.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some people need to get off their freakin' high horses.. </title><content type='html'>Nothing pisses me off more than a doctor who files a complaint against a person whom she has never seen, treated or talked to and is only basing this "complaint"  through the interviews and TV spots that this person makes. I am talking about Dr. Carole Lieberman, who has nothing better to do with her time than judge, Ms. Nadya Suleman. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean really? She calls herself a doctor, she's supposed to be a  psychiatric expert, well I say she's full of crap who probably wants some attention to herself. Did she even really learn anything in med school?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(11, 94, 180);"&gt;Read The Story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-2871504521716882670?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/2871504521716882670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=2871504521716882670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/2871504521716882670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/2871504521716882670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2009/02/some-people-need-to-get-off-their.html' title='Some people need to get off their freakin&amp;#39; high horses.. '/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-1129293886344261595</id><published>2009-02-06T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T01:36:50.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex and the City Movie Part Deux?</title><content type='html'>Why?&lt;div&gt;Seriously, Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought making the first one was done to serve the purpose of "closure" for fans. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But a second movie? REALLY? It just defeats the purpose of ending the TV series. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I also wonder what kind of story the writers are going to concoct? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's it like for Carrie to be married with BIG? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Samantha and Smith getting back together? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Charlotte getting pregnant again? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miranda leaving Steve for good? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm.. Maybe I'll just watch this one for the sake of the clothes and shoes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-1129293886344261595?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/1129293886344261595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=1129293886344261595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/1129293886344261595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/1129293886344261595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2009/02/sex-and-city-movie-part-deux.html' title='Sex and the City Movie Part Deux?'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-4023643716328260779</id><published>2009-02-03T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:07:19.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rewarding</title><content type='html'>Nothing beats going to work than getting free money for coffee. WOOTT!!! &lt;div&gt;Thanks MANAGERS! =)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SELLING = CONFIDENCE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HONESTY = TRUSTWORTHY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They go hand in hand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also here's a cool story I forgot to write about:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was helping out a lady last Saturday morning pick out some new jeans for herself since, according to her, she went down a size. I had her try one of our new styles and boy was she surprise about how she looked in it. She looked very chic and sexy. She was adamant about it at first but I told her that it really looks good on her (which it truly does if you've seen her  yourself). I told her that the most important thing for me is that she feels and looks comfortable in what she had on and that she should tell me if she needed another style. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, after contemplation in front of the mirror, she bought it, changed into it and walked out the door beaming. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the best things about my life is when I help someone get the perfect fit and have them walk out the door super duper happy. I feel like I'm Stacy London or Clinton Kelly.&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;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-4023643716328260779?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/4023643716328260779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=4023643716328260779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/4023643716328260779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/4023643716328260779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2009/02/rewarding.html' title='Rewarding'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-5282843764879847197</id><published>2009-02-01T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T22:32:20.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Devil Wears Prada Life Lessons</title><content type='html'>I've watched this movie twice in a row and I kid you not this movie teaches everyone a lesson or two about your life and the people that surrounds it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Never let anybody put down your choice of career path. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Ditch the people who do not understand that you need to stay late to do your job. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) If you missed their birthday, schedule a celebration way in advance, or better yet do an impromptu celebration when your both free. That way, no one gets hurt or mad when you missed their special event. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Leave the boss if they don't recognize your work effort at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Don't whine if you feel like things are not going your way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Be happy for the people who clearly succeeded before you did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-5282843764879847197?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/5282843764879847197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=5282843764879847197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/5282843764879847197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/5282843764879847197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2009/02/devil-wears-prada-life-lessons.html' title='Devil Wears Prada Life Lessons'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-4387137351654834162</id><published>2009-01-30T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T23:24:38.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>talent vs. experience</title><content type='html'>It makes me wonder why talent becomes second place when it comes to picking the right candidate. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why is experience more valued? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or the million dollar question... &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;How can one gain experience, if one can't get the chance to gain the experience? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-4387137351654834162?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/4387137351654834162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=4387137351654834162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/4387137351654834162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/4387137351654834162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2009/01/talent-vs-experience.html' title='talent vs. experience'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-7085354688442985957</id><published>2009-01-27T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T17:41:26.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Motivation.. </title><content type='html'>   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-7085354688442985957?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/7085354688442985957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=7085354688442985957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/7085354688442985957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/7085354688442985957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2009/01/little-motivation.html' title='A Little Motivation.. '/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-2854600610088124994</id><published>2009-01-23T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T23:59:06.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Can't Have It All</title><content type='html'>We can't have a job that pays well and have a good work environment at the same time. We can either have one or the other. But we can't have both things at the same time. One has to give in order for the natural order of things to remain balanced. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me about someone who had it all -- money, power, love, stable life, good education -- and you can banish my opinion. I believe that not everyone has what they want in their life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skills that I have gained to date:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Strong - willed - I wasn't one before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Resilience - The ability to bounce back from one rejection to another and I am developing a strong and thick skin and I will continue to develop it until the day I die. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Attentiveness - I still have the quality of making sure that others are well taken care of, whether directly or indirectly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Great attention to detail - I become really obsessive when a shirt in a pile is wrongly folded. I mentally slap myself whenever I make a mistake on a simple thing that I could've avoid in the first place i.e. checking if tags are correct or not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) The ability to maintain composure in the midst of chaos and aggressiveness.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) The ability to move fast when the need arises. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) The ability to finish a task that I started. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TIP FOR THE DAY:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ALWAYS READ THE FINE PRINT IN EVERYTHING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-2854600610088124994?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/2854600610088124994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=2854600610088124994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/2854600610088124994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/2854600610088124994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-can-have-it-all.html' title='You Can&amp;#39;t Have It All'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-914288357244813917</id><published>2009-01-21T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T00:26:15.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How freakin' cute are they??????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://angeloraine44.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SXgtYQoKCB4AAA03hYw1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.angeloraine44.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SXgtYQoKCB4AAA03hYw1/phpThumb.php.jpeg?et=ndM0QD1Q0pCUT5USeXTqiw&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(credit: the budget fashionista)&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-914288357244813917?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/914288357244813917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=914288357244813917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/914288357244813917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/914288357244813917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-freakin-cute-are-they.html' title='How freakin&amp;#39; cute are they??????'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-6467103255708588114</id><published>2009-01-15T16:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T21:54:05.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>S.o.B</title><content type='html'>I am a little frustrated right now. I spent probably 15 minutes just solving a simple Chemistry problem. ONE effin problem. I know the equation to use and the only thing the made me take so long in completing it is the stupid effin ALGEBRA MATH!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ugh!!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I HATE CALCULATORS!!!!! WHY DID MY PROFESSORS AND MY TEACHERS ALLOWED THEM DURING CHEM AND PHYSICS CLASSES? WHYYYYYYY??????&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;or better yet, WHY WERE THEY EVEN INVENTED!?!?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-6467103255708588114?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/6467103255708588114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=6467103255708588114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6467103255708588114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6467103255708588114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2009/01/sob.html' title='S.o.B'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-2508860772886635564</id><published>2009-01-13T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T21:02:06.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>50:50</title><content type='html'>The ratio of right vs wrong in my Biology practice questions without using any timer. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/thumbs_down.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-2508860772886635564?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/2508860772886635564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=2508860772886635564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/2508860772886635564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/2508860772886635564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2009/01/5050.html' title='50:50'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-2842143006875867994</id><published>2009-01-08T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T22:25:05.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold Blues</title><content type='html'>I am OD-ing on post holiday sales. I hate working in retail this time of the year. Oddly enough I realize I enjoy post holiday sales more than end of summer sales, maybe because during this time of the year the weather is so crappy that I have nothing else to do but shop/window shop/internet shop -- aside from studying of course.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Windy/Rainy this week. I have sniffles too. &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;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-2842143006875867994?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/2842143006875867994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=2842143006875867994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/2842143006875867994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/2842143006875867994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2009/01/cold-blues.html' title='Cold Blues'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-6568141633393650859</id><published>2009-01-06T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T00:54:21.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Givenchy and MCAT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://angeloraine44.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SWRsdQoKCB4AAFNiTO01"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.angeloraine44.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SWRsdQoKCB4AAFNiTO01/givenchy-2008-6.jpg?et=o6LD0NcclvKw8QM%2CpBl3Xg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I tried this on last weekend when we went to Downtown and boy did this pair made me wish for smaller thighs (for the first time in my lifetime). Anyway, I am still averaging 3/5 with my verbal practice. Reviewing concepts gets boring that my head floats around while I'm doing so. I should do questions later.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-weight: bold;text-decoration: underline;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JAN JEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-6568141633393650859?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/6568141633393650859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=6568141633393650859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6568141633393650859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6568141633393650859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2009/01/givenchy-and-mcat.html' title='Givenchy and MCAT'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-2435118301526098921</id><published>2009-01-05T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T00:08:21.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Verbal Reasoning Practice</title><content type='html'>On average, I score 3 out of 5. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's frustrating. I always thought I could do well in this portion. Argh. &lt;br&gt;I practiced on 3 passages today. They were not that long to read but somehow they contain information that is hard to grasp in the span of 2 minutes. I tried the Kaplan approach of mapping the passage but somehow I feel like it doesn't work. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I think I should buy the Examkrackers Verbal practice. I hear it's a reliable one compared to Princeton or Kaplan. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-2435118301526098921?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/2435118301526098921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=2435118301526098921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/2435118301526098921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/2435118301526098921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2009/01/verbal-reasoning-practice.html' title='Verbal Reasoning Practice'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-471435084024481054</id><published>2008-12-25T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T12:48:21.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Studs</title><content type='html'>  &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.angeloraine44.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVPwJgoKCB4AAAxrSJo1/balmain-studded-shoes-spr09.JPG?et=DzGf362TJEmCm0nFiyI5Xw&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Balmain Studded Crystal Sandals Spring 09&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(credit: &lt;a href="http://www.luisaviaroma.com"&gt;www.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';font-size: 12px;white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.luisaviaroma.com"&gt;luisaviaroma.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';font-size: 12px;white-space: pre;"&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-family: 'Lucida Grande';font-size: 12px;white-space: pre;"&gt;My Name is Liane. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';font-size: 12px;white-space: pre;"&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-family: 'Lucida Grande';font-size: 12px;white-space: pre;"&gt;and I am a stud-a-holic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';font-size: 12px;white-space: pre;"&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-family: 'Lucida Grande';font-size: 12px;white-space: pre;"&gt;When was the "punk" era born? 70s?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';font-size: 12px;white-space: pre;"&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-family: 'Lucida Grande';font-size: 12px;white-space: pre;"&gt;I may be a 70s rather than 80s kid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';font-size: 12px;white-space: pre;"&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-family: 'Lucida Grande';font-size: 12px;white-space: pre;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';font-size: 12px;white-space: pre;"&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-family: 'Lucida Grande';font-size: 12px;white-space: pre;"&gt;A little reminder for next year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';font-size: 12px;white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';font-size: 12px;white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLEASE PLEASE avoid doing last minute Christmas shopping. If you do, please don't go to an all out rage &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';font-size: 12px;white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;because you can't find the perfect gift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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-family: 'Lucida Grande';font-size: 12px;white-space: pre;"&gt;In other news, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';font-size: 12px;white-space: pre;"&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-family: 'Lucida Grande';font-size: 12px;white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS MULTIPLY FRIENDS AND NETWORK FRIENDS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';font-size: 12px;white-space: pre;"&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-family: 'Lucida Grande';font-size: 12px;white-space: pre;"&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-family: 'Lucida Grande';font-size: 12px;white-space: pre;"&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-family: 'Lucida Grande';font-size: 12px;white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-471435084024481054?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/471435084024481054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=471435084024481054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/471435084024481054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/471435084024481054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-studs.html' title='Oh Studs'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-2699500367831419885</id><published>2008-12-20T16:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T21:59:43.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pursuit of Shallow-ness</title><content type='html'>I bought a bracelet yesterday from Banana Republic that closely resembles this:&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://angeloraine44.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SU3Z6woKCB4AABV@UMI1" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.angeloraine44.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SU3Z6woKCB4AABV@UMI1/ccs-9939stgld.jpg?et=xTBIgkBK%2BzqKnyD1bfN7bg&amp;nmid=0" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; I almost lost it today at work while I was juggling between cashiering and replenishing. Thank God I found it. I had to return it back today because I realized that the clasp was loose. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-2699500367831419885?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/2699500367831419885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=2699500367831419885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/2699500367831419885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/2699500367831419885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/12/pursuit-of-shallow-ness.html' title='Pursuit of Shallow-ness'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-6505694299212571086</id><published>2008-12-16T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T00:04:08.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow, really, SNOOWWW??</title><content type='html'>I hear that the Pacific Northwest will get another round of snow starting at 4 am tomorrow. I say to Mother Nature: "How about RAIN instead?". &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not up for another bout with icy cold weather and I am definitely not feeling a drive during the time little tiny flakes of powder come falling on my windshield. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I almost went into a panic mode earlier while I was driving home. I decided to take the risk of taking a closer route going home today instead of the "safe" route (As many of you know steep hills + ice do not go well together and the routes that gets me home quicker have hills in them). Today, I figured to take the one near Costco thinking that the nice "de-icer" guys have already thawed the area. They did. I was glad for that, but I was not so glad in the situation that I was put in, or rather I put myself in. I got stuck in the middle of the intersection because some sort of "disturbance" happened at the foot of the hill. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I swear, I almost entered panic mode because cars from left to right of me are trying to sneak by me since my side turned to red light. It felt like they were going to hit me. OH! and a EFFIN car coming from my rear decided to PASS me on my right. WUTTTTT???? really? must he? I mean where in the world is his common sense. And OH! the audacity to get mad at me.. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DUHH!! AHOLE! It's not my fault that there was a disturbance down there! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear Seattle drivers, EXTREME!  They are rather too safe when the weather is nice and warm, but when it comes to snowy or rainy weather, they just want to speed up like they're late for something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm done ranting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-6505694299212571086?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/6505694299212571086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=6505694299212571086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6505694299212571086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6505694299212571086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-really-snoowww.html' title='Snow, really, SNOOWWW??'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-1768806623109483710</id><published>2008-12-12T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:01:03.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I Must Have This ITEM because Everyone Wants It Too"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://angeloraine44.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SULrlQoKCB4AACAmStI1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.angeloraine44.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SULrlQoKCB4AACAmStI1/leripoff.jpg?et=8%2CveeNSQaDdcgrRCVZ4L%2BA&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Left: 2006? Balenciaga Harness Booties; Right: Sam Edelman Harness Booties)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read fashion-related blogs and forums almost everyday and one thing they all have in common is the want/need for the "it" item or "at-the-moment" shoes. The picture of the shoe above is currently the one that every girl is dying to have because they are suppose to be hot and it is by this innovative designer (Nicolas Ghesequire or Pierre Hardy for Balenciaga). Sam Edelman made the same exact pair and it sold out pretty quickly at the only retailer that carried it, Victoria Secret. I believe it sold for less than $200 dollars. Curious enough, I looked through Ebay for this particular must have and lo and behold, the shoes is up for a bidding war that ranged between $200-$600 dollars. &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;REALLYYY???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is this what people do these days in order to have a knockoff item that is worn by a fashion icon?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://angeloraine44.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SULrJQoKCB4AABoqL3w1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.angeloraine44.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SULrJQoKCB4AABoqL3w1/mkatebalenciagadq4.jpg?et=%2Bc%2B%2BLNAUFyzIoQ0pJ9O19Q&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read some reviews about this pair and people who have owned them said that they are a pain to walk in (duhhh.. at 6 1/2 inches, they probably will give you a sprain). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So to people who are blowing 200-600 dollars for this pair, I wish you well. I hope that you REALLY (100X) like them enough for it to be with you until the day you die or at least the day that you can pass them on to your daughters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-1768806623109483710?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/1768806623109483710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=1768806623109483710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/1768806623109483710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/1768806623109483710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/12/must-have-this-item-because-everyone.html' title='&amp;quot;I Must Have This ITEM because Everyone Wants It Too&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-2482169856603470065</id><published>2008-12-11T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:05:48.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Values</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You have a patient who is vehemently opposed to you because of your race, religion or sexual orientation. How will you handle this situation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will handle this situation with patience and understanding. If the patient strongly prefers another doctor of a different race, religion or sexual orientation I will gladly follow the patient's wishes. However, before doing so, I will remind the patient that I am just as capable as the others even though my skin or my orientation is different. I will let him/her know that I will not stop caring for them and that I will do my very best to make them feel better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;font-size: 16px;"&gt;I have never encountered any racial/religious attacks in the 7 years that I have lived here. I never once felt that I was looked down upon because of the color of my skin or not once did anyone made me feel stupid because I have a slight accent in my language. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;font-size: 16px;"&gt;The way I was brought up was certainly different from the way children are raised here. I have a different set of values and I have stood by most of them up till this day. I have had a discussion with an interviewer once about what my opinion was about sex and sex education -- because part of the job entails talking about these issues. During that time that she asked me, I have taken a class about sexual education at the U that have open my eyes to some parts that were rather "constricted" from me before. I informed the interviewer about my beliefs and I assured her that I have an open mind when it comes to these kind of sensitive issues. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;font-size: 16px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;font-size: 16px;"&gt;I am thankful that I am lucky to not experience any kind of racial attacks. I honestly would not know how I would react when a day comes that I experience it. One things for sure, I have learned enough from school and from the world how to react. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-2482169856603470065?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/2482169856603470065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=2482169856603470065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/2482169856603470065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/2482169856603470065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/12/values.html' title='Values'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-8381815631705612108</id><published>2008-12-11T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:31:36.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Practice</title><content type='html'>In order for me to get some practice writing for the writing part of the test, I will do some blog postings that are a little bit more polished than my usual ones. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feel free to give me comments, suggestions and constructive criticisms about my writing as I need it since I have not written anything "formal" in so long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll re-edit later today once I find a topic from my books. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-8381815631705612108?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/8381815631705612108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=8381815631705612108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/8381815631705612108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/8381815631705612108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/12/practice.html' title='Practice'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-6933957446837746514</id><published>2008-12-08T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:01:28.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is upon us</title><content type='html'>I am so close to finishing all my Christmas gifts. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(JAN JEN MARIE, GOOD GOSH WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR CHRISTMAS????)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywho.. I just need to print some stuff out and I am good to go. Now if I can only find the determination to actually print those stuff out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, here's my wish list that is ranked base on order of must-have for me:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1)  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AMERICAN APPAREL GIFT CARD&lt;/span&gt; - I would love to own one of their multipurpose items like the circle scarf that's worth $28. (image from American Apparel Website)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://angeloraine44.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/ST3snwoKCB4AAElv9jE1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.angeloraine44.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/ST3snwoKCB4AAElv9jE1/RSA2502.jpg?et=TSNEbVG3V01ubpTD8h56tA&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Studded bracelet &lt;/span&gt;- I am into 1970s punk era of jewelry. These babies are the ones that inspired me to start wearing bracelets. I recently came across a leaf hinged bracelet and I didn't even buy it thinking about all those pretty studded bracelets that I see, but cannot afford, online. Like this: &lt;a href="http://www.boutiquetoyou.com/CC_SKYE_Studded_Cuff_p/9903c.htm"&gt;CC SKYE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.angeloraine44.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/ST3nwgoKCB4AAE8CMC01/e3fa84fe32a418da1bc9a2c78cde5d3a-medium.jpg?et=gqm8EfMmKdRmMkWaEi9xHw&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://angeloraine44.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/ST3ntAoKCB4AAE@nN041"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.angeloraine44.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/ST3ntAoKCB4AAE@nN041/9903C-2.jpg?et=TGd83QmjZU2DQwAdrH3wbg&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) For Love 21 Gift Card - I am too cheap to buy items from this store these days since I know that the quality isn't that good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) PSP + Mortal Kombat or Prince of Persia Game&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;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-6933957446837746514?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/6933957446837746514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=6933957446837746514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6933957446837746514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6933957446837746514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-is-upon-us.html' title='Christmas is upon us'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-8918953544767342908</id><published>2008-11-09T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T00:35:09.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIENDS AND FAMILY!! GIVE AND GET!!!</title><content type='html'>I need help distributing out friends and family to people. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If any of you (or know anyone for that matter) shop at GAP/OLD NAVY/BANANA REPUBLIC/GAPKIDS/PIPERLIME, let me know your email address (or better yet, send me a text message to meet up somewhere so I can give you one)... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have lots more to give. Help me save the environment (by me not throwing away these coupons) and help my Gap family drive our sales through the roof this coming week by participating at our Friends and Family event. It's totally worth it because you get to give 5% back to charity of my choice AND it will save you some $$ AND you will at least get half of your Christmas shopping done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-8918953544767342908?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/8918953544767342908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=8918953544767342908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/8918953544767342908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/8918953544767342908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/11/friends-and-family-give-and-get.html' title='FRIENDS AND FAMILY!! GIVE AND GET!!!'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-1664383468116424363</id><published>2008-11-05T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T22:29:12.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>History</title><content type='html'>I am honored this year to be voting for the VERY first time in my lifetime. I was naturalized not too long ago, obviously giving me the right to vote for whoever I please to run this state and this country that I live in.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am also honored to be part of history, one that will be written for the future history books to be read by the next generation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The First African-American President in U.S.A. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good luck Mr. Obama! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-1664383468116424363?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/1664383468116424363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=1664383468116424363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/1664383468116424363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/1664383468116424363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/11/history.html' title='History'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-1764814015466768752</id><published>2008-10-29T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T22:56:33.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Rachel Zoe's own words:</title><content type='html'> &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;"I die"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://angeloraine44.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQlL0AoKCB4AAEKWekE1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.angeloraine44.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQlL0AoKCB4AAEKWekE1/1-95984-AV-95.JPG?et=%2CnayO61HlljLdI6mChRmOQ&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://angeloraine44.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SQlLwwoKCB4AAD5yao01"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.angeloraine44.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SQlLwwoKCB4AAD5yao01/1-99867-AV-97.JPG?et=4sIlz9czK6CvFMiMtOay4w&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;"Do you die?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(argghh.. I hate saving.. =))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;credits: &lt;a href="www.bakersshoes.com"&gt;Baker Shoes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-1764814015466768752?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/1764814015466768752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=1764814015466768752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/1764814015466768752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/1764814015466768752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-rachel-zoe-own-words.html' title='In Rachel Zoe&amp;#39;s own words:'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-5870776610435655201</id><published>2008-10-24T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T02:59:06.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clothing and Politics</title><content type='html'>I never talk about politics or anything related to it when I write here. However, this "&lt;a href="news.yahoo.com/s/thenation/20081022/cm_thenation/45374662"&gt;headline&lt;/a&gt;" news just breaks the ice for me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why does clothing allowance matter so much ? Why the hell should we care about such matter ?How the heck will caring for such mundane thing suppose to help this country out?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is why I hate talking about politics. It is too juvenile and mundane that the important issues gets left out roaming in the open air. People care too much about the small things. They overlook what and how these candidates will help us -- THEM, succeed and live freely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder if Hillary Clinton will get the same amount of attacks as Sarah Palin does if she became the Democratic candidate. &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;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-5870776610435655201?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/5870776610435655201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=5870776610435655201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/5870776610435655201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/5870776610435655201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/10/clothing-and-politics.html' title='Clothing and Politics'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-1994962956513644768</id><published>2008-10-22T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T23:51:40.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Choice</title><content type='html'>I think it is safe to say that "Photographer" is out of the question as a career choice for me. I spent three hours yesterday at Starbucks (studying) with a camera in hand and I did not even use it. I saw few photo options in the place -- old Japanese couple seating on the lounge chairs and a family (dad, mom, twin girls and a boy), and new employee orientation meeting (they looked really cute formed in one small circle table) --- but I let them all pass by. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-1994962956513644768?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/1994962956513644768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=1994962956513644768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/1994962956513644768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/1994962956513644768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/10/choice.html' title='Choice'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-6120939727340832915</id><published>2008-10-05T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T01:39:05.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camera</title><content type='html'>I am lucky to receive a SLR camera from a "distant" cousin of mine. &lt;div&gt;Oddly enough, during the time of the receipt, I am not doing any photo shoots. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are hobbies essentially equal to growth spurts? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They come one day and go away the next? &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;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-6120939727340832915?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/6120939727340832915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=6120939727340832915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6120939727340832915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6120939727340832915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/10/camera.html' title='Camera'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-296180042187586983</id><published>2008-09-21T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T02:12:42.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Focus</title><content type='html'>I've been so focused on finding a research/medical/chemist job that I lost sight of what was truly important for my life. I lost track of my studying schedule. Maybe that's why I can't get any medical/science jobs -- maybe it's God way of telling me to focus on studying more than finding what will get me by these days. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's kind of like finding true love. Maybe I should just let the job come to me instead of me trying so hard to find it. OF course, I won't stop trying hard to put myself out there, but now the realization that I just had just made me realize that getting myself into the career that I really want is much more important. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-296180042187586983?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/296180042187586983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=296180042187586983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/296180042187586983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/296180042187586983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/09/focus.html' title='Focus'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-2950665570434471931</id><published>2008-09-21T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T00:34:49.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God has ways of providing for me. </title><content type='html'>My mother received a letter from the University Alumni Association about a health insurance benefit that I get as a graduate. It's "free" for 9 months. I got this letter myself during my PI vacation and I didn't get the chance to read it till I got back so I was pretty much passed the deadline date that was imprinted during that time, so I didn't register for it. However, here it is again, this time mom got it and deadline was extended. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--- I am very glad that this happened because I am a little worried about health insurance these days since I know that I will be off of my mom pretty soon. God's little way of providing me -- lessen my worries per se. "Trust in Him, Do not be afraid"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-2950665570434471931?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/2950665570434471931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=2950665570434471931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/2950665570434471931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/2950665570434471931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/09/god-has-ways-of-providing-for-me.html' title='God has ways of providing for me. '/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-430553020349046818</id><published>2008-09-17T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T00:54:42.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NY Fashion Week from the eyes of Bill Cunningham</title><content type='html'>Watch the video. He makes a very good point about how women are having fun (and at the same time killing their feet) with their shoes. &lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2008/09/13/fashion/shows/20080913-street-feature/index.html"&gt;&lt;br&gt;http://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2008/09/13/fashion/shows/20080913-street-feature/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-430553020349046818?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/430553020349046818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=430553020349046818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/430553020349046818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/430553020349046818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/09/ny-fashion-week-from-eyes-of-bill.html' title='NY Fashion Week from the eyes of Bill Cunningham'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-7124753111575246790</id><published>2008-09-10T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T22:24:57.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>* We had visitors during my work hours today. They are from the corporate office just trying to see how the place looks and how it's doing. One of the ladies has a British/Aussie accent when she said hi to me. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am amazed with British accents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* I was able to do some job hunting today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* I received another package from Proactiv today. I am sending it back as I have way too many kits  at my disposal right now. The customer service lady that I talked to at first told me that I had to pay shipping in order to send it back (big "HUH?" for me), so I decided to keep it. Then, I thought what's $5.95 vs $45? So, I gave them a call back to ask about the return shipping, this time it was a guy that I talked to and he issued me a return shipping label. Hmm.. I guess that lady was not completely trained on return policies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Sites like these - &lt;a href="http://unclutterer.com"&gt;unclutterer.com&lt;/a&gt; and&lt;a href="http://thesimpledollar.com"&gt; thesimpledollar.com&lt;/a&gt; inspires me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* I also remembered that I can get gift cards through ebay for less than $20-$30 their normal price. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Clinic did not call me today. I hope they call tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-7124753111575246790?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/7124753111575246790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=7124753111575246790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/7124753111575246790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/7124753111575246790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/09/today.html' title='Today...'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-8757642283966663009</id><published>2008-08-27T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T23:16:03.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rant</title><content type='html'>There's nothing more frustrating than a computer crashing on you whilst your in the middle of submitting an job application that you put so much effort in.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't even know if my application was submitted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;@#$^@%&amp;^%#$*&amp;$^(%^*&amp;$%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-8757642283966663009?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/8757642283966663009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=8757642283966663009&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/8757642283966663009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/8757642283966663009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/08/rant.html' title='Rant'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-3486677706773546924</id><published>2008-08-16T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T01:55:16.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Itunes and Rentals</title><content type='html'>I just realized just now that iTunes offers to rent movies. &lt;div&gt;WHYYY?? WHYYYY ???? WHYYYY??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God, is there a reason why my iPod's screen got squished like a bug? Why did that happen? Why? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*siiigggghhh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm starting my list of rentals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First one is "The Other Boleyn Girl" ---- because I just love sibling rivalry gone bad.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-3486677706773546924?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/3486677706773546924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=3486677706773546924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/3486677706773546924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/3486677706773546924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/08/itunes-and-rentals.html' title='Itunes and Rentals'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-7068223956431027064</id><published>2008-08-14T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T00:50:44.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I won't complain about redundancy</title><content type='html'>As long as I love the job that I am doing. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-7068223956431027064?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/7068223956431027064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=7068223956431027064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/7068223956431027064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/7068223956431027064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-won-complain-about-redundancy.html' title='I won&amp;#39;t complain about redundancy'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-5850986095788701121</id><published>2008-08-12T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T21:34:50.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tops</title><content type='html'>I read from Gene's book that in order to "inspire" or "create" a personal essay one has to brainstorm himself and his everyday life in order to get the inspiration of what to say when he starts writing. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here goes... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;things that inspire me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beauty, kids, fashion, pictures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;things that motivate me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anger (o good gosh..), annoyance, kids, a boring life, a chance to spend a day doing everything that I love doing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that's all for now. I remember that I posted something before that lists all the questions that medical school adcom asks during interviews. I should look into that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-5850986095788701121?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/5850986095788701121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=5850986095788701121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/5850986095788701121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/5850986095788701121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/08/tops.html' title='Tops'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-5322243815165376256</id><published>2008-08-03T10:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T15:03:49.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is UP?</title><content type='html'>august, september, october, november, december. &lt;div&gt;5 months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*shudder*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*JANUARY* = 1st attempt to play the game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am giving myself 1 month of job hunting, after which if I don't find one remotely related to my career choice, I would have to go down the road of *environmental* and/or *clinical lab asst.* aka. lab helper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-5322243815165376256?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/5322243815165376256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=5322243815165376256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/5322243815165376256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/5322243815165376256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-is-up_03.html' title='What is UP?'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-8992251856012634180</id><published>2008-08-03T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T15:03:47.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is UP?</title><content type='html'>august, september, october, november, december. &lt;div&gt;5 months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*shudder*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*JANUARY* = 1st attempt to play the game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am giving myself 1 month of job hunting, after which if I don't find one remotely related to my career choice, i would have to go down the road of *environmental* and/or *clinical lab asst.* aka. lab helper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-8992251856012634180?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/8992251856012634180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=8992251856012634180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/8992251856012634180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/8992251856012634180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-is-up.html' title='What is UP?'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-5700911284885222048</id><published>2008-07-30T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T16:25:19.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm preventing to have a big furious outburst..</title><content type='html'>the risk management blah blah blah blah of wamu checking account is sttiilll trying to test my patience.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i'm on hold right now and the lady robot machine talker said "the best time to call is before 10am and after 3pm"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOO&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;IT'S AFTER 3 PM RIGHT NOW.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;on another note.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;text-decoration: underline;"&gt;it's good to be home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-5700911284885222048?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/5700911284885222048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=5700911284885222048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/5700911284885222048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/5700911284885222048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-preventing-to-have-big-furious.html' title='i&amp;#39;m preventing to have a big furious outburst..'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-1814050768728744653</id><published>2008-07-06T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T23:10:00.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation pictures</title><content type='html'>More pictures of my family's bohol trip : click the link below&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a class="select" href="http://lmalapad.multiply.com/photos/album/1/Vacation_pictures"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-1814050768728744653?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/1814050768728744653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=1814050768728744653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/1814050768728744653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/1814050768728744653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/07/vacation-pictures.html' title='Vacation pictures'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-2606670378599983631</id><published>2008-07-06T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T20:10:48.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wamu is packing irritating</title><content type='html'>they locked my online account for some strangely unknown reason.. now i am having a hard time paying stuff out.. grrr...   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-2606670378599983631?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/2606670378599983631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=2606670378599983631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/2606670378599983631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/2606670378599983631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/07/wamu-is-packing-irritating.html' title='wamu is packing irritating'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-5534981180201892277</id><published>2008-06-19T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T00:46:56.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello.. </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;Liane: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;&lt;br /&gt;font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;My name is Liane&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;I am a shoe addict... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;pause..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;Other Shoe Addicts:&lt;/span&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;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;"Hi Liane"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found some Chloe-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;esque &lt;/span&gt;sandals in Forever 21.com. It's the same exact replica as the one from the runway show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BOOO!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://angeloraine44.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SFtfNAoKCB4AAEkaNak1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.angeloraine44.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SFtfNAoKCB4AAEkaNak1/PG_15141.5208_FS.jpg?et=5z3NMFv0vFwitKPnTFQQhQ&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(11, 94, 180);&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;Chloe Version -$255 @ &lt;a href="http://www.barneys.com"&gt;barneys.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(11, 94, 180);&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;picture c/o barneys.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(11, 94, 180);&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://angeloraine44.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SFtfnAoKCB4AAFn7mq81" style="text-decoration: none;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(11, 94, 180);&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.angeloraine44.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SFtfnAoKCB4AAFn7mq81/50066458-02.jpg?et=NFGvu22z222p7AXS8mKSfg&amp;nmid=0" style="text-decoration: underline;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(11, 94, 180);&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;Forever 21 version (also comes in black) - $27.80&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(11, 94, 180);&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;picture c/o &lt;a href="http://www.forever21.com"&gt;Forever21.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(11, 94, 180);&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(11, 94, 180);&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(11, 94, 180);&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(11, 94, 180);&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-5534981180201892277?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/5534981180201892277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=5534981180201892277&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/5534981180201892277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/5534981180201892277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello.html' title='Hello.. '/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-6773236599181561091</id><published>2008-06-18T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T23:04:36.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Philippines is ssssooo freaking close..</title><content type='html'>I found 3 medical receptionist job in craigslist today. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARGGHHH.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-6773236599181561091?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/6773236599181561091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=6773236599181561091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6773236599181561091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6773236599181561091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/06/philippines-is-ssssooo-freaking-close.html' title='Philippines is ssssooo freaking close..'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-606906352245238088</id><published>2008-06-15T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T22:04:59.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Most expensive months ever </title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large; "&gt;June + July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;graduation, cellphone bill, gifts to myself, PI trip ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o my.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am pretty sure I will figure out a way to pay for all of my recent expenses without touching my savings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Lord, please help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-606906352245238088?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/606906352245238088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=606906352245238088&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/606906352245238088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/606906352245238088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/06/most-expensive-months-ever.html' title='Most expensive months ever '/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-4385823659677913289</id><published>2008-06-03T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T01:15:27.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>for the love of shoes</title><content type='html'>I AM SO EFFIN EXCITED TO BE DONE!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SOOOO... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's what I can look forward to in the next (:O) week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- GRAD PARTY WITH FAMILIA AND FRIENDSHIP!! lechon in the house people! YOU KNOW WHERE I LIVE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- FINAL, LAST, HULING EXAMINATION ON MONDAY!!**&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;**at least for now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Do I smell SATC second viewing on Tuesday? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Do I smell Forever 21 shopping for dress for PI vacation, yet again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- FRIDAY - Chemistry Department Graduation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O MI GOOOOSSSSHHH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Saturday - THE BIG ONE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok.. can you sense my excitement.. cause I can.. I am picking up tickets and my toga this Friday and Saturday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is dawning on me that I am so freaking proud of myself. I graduated college. Even if I'm not on the dean's list or I don't have a 4.0 GPA average. I graduated... with a CHEMISTRY DEGREE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IIHHHHHHH!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PHILIPPINES!! YOU ARE SO FAR!! BUT YOU FEEL SO DAMN CLOSEE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-4385823659677913289?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/4385823659677913289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=4385823659677913289&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/4385823659677913289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/4385823659677913289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/06/for-love-of-shoes.html' title='for the love of shoes'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-8911773560494433683</id><published>2008-05-26T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T02:38:50.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder what life is like..</title><content type='html'>- if you work for a magazine such as Lucky and Vogue?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- if you are one of the editors who get to try out clothes or beauty products for free?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- when you get to travel to places like Milan, Paris and New York to see couture and RTW clothes presented in runway shows?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- if you're the creative director who gets to style and direct shoots?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- if you're the photographer who gets to see your work of art displayed in museums, galleries and magazine editorials.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;I wonder a lot when I start to become unmotivated again towards my own personal dream of becoming a d-o-c-t-o-r.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-8911773560494433683?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/8911773560494433683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=8911773560494433683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/8911773560494433683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/8911773560494433683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-wonder-what-life-is-like.html' title='I wonder what life is like..'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-4179593698734650473</id><published>2008-05-17T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T00:38:54.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Things happen to those who wait... </title><content type='html'>A fortune that I had yesterday after eating at P.F. Changs. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have been rather impatient lately.. Something about wanting something so badly, yet I have to hold myself back because I don't have enough means to have it just yet. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;They say good things happen to those who wait. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We'll see what happens to me.. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-4179593698734650473?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/4179593698734650473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=4179593698734650473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/4179593698734650473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/4179593698734650473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/05/good-things-happen-to-those-who-wait.html' title='Good Things happen to those who wait... '/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-6199563580839093398</id><published>2008-05-13T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T00:48:07.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation WishList</title><content type='html'>My sister has caused me to remember to do this (so don't blame me, ate!)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Materialistic version:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&gt; Macbook Black (wishful thinking, I KNOW, maybe I can get myself this next year)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&gt; International Charger for my iPod (preparing myself for the PI)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&gt; Starbucks Gift Card and/or Nordstrom Gift Card&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&gt; A day of window shopping either in Portland or San Francisco (another wishful thinking.. but then again, San Francisco might come true.. hahahaha.. right Ate Inee?)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oddly enough, these are all I wish for material wise.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As for "life" wishes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&gt; For the Padre to go with us to Bohol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&gt; Decisiveness as to where to go for the family dinner after my department graduation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&gt; No rain in the PI between June 26-July 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&gt; No more rain in Seattle (at least for the last days of spring and for the whole summer)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&gt; Job interviews after my PI vacation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's all folks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-6199563580839093398?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/6199563580839093398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=6199563580839093398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6199563580839093398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6199563580839093398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/05/graduation-wishlist.html' title='Graduation WishList'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-7302116581790793370</id><published>2008-05-02T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T19:50:19.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one step to becoming closer...</title><content type='html'>I just got done ordering graduation announcements.. &lt;br&gt;It's sinking in already.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;***shudders***&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-7302116581790793370?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/7302116581790793370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=7302116581790793370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/7302116581790793370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/7302116581790793370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-step-to-becoming-closer.html' title='one step to becoming closer...'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-2766060705285429256</id><published>2008-04-30T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T11:50:03.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoe Post (again)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SBi@ugoKCB4AAGEmGRE1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.angeloraine44.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SBi@ugoKCB4AAGEmGRE1/gp555960-00p01v01.jpg?et=9leg7NB2Kbdsrtb58Goyig&amp;nmid="&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;div&gt;Pierre Hardy for Gap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gap Design Editions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sold-out online&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shipped out from stores because they're not doing so well &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$@^^@%#$@%&amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll just look at the shoes and imagine myself wearing it.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having pictures of it in the stores helps a lot too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GRRRR...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-2766060705285429256?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/2766060705285429256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=2766060705285429256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/2766060705285429256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/2766060705285429256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/04/shoe-post-again.html' title='Shoe Post (again)'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-7766298951369777806</id><published>2008-04-28T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T23:47:14.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mutual funds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://redeye.chicagotribune.com/red-042808-coffee-main,0,7174127.story"&gt;Confessions of a Barista&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always wonder why I can't get a job at Starbucks.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am always amazed at how baristas work behind the counter whenever I visit a store. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, here's another article from the same website as the link above: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://redeye.chicagotribune.com/red-042808-coffee-side2,0,2218690.story"&gt;Barista Diaries&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Visit &lt;a href="http://starbucksgossip.typepad.com/"&gt;Starbucks Gossip&lt;/a&gt; for your daily coffee news and tips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am back to looking at street style blogs again. I'm still taking pictures and I'm still shy asking people if I could take their pictures (mostly because I have this complex about how people roll their eyes when they see me holding a camera). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, ZOOLOGY is cool, I just got done with a midterm and a lab practical. By the end of this class, I would probably have a well-developed fascination about animals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;** Did you know that pandas have six fingers?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;** Did you know that we, humans, evolved from fish-like animals?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;** Did you know that earthworms have actual organs inside their squirmy, yucky body?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;** Did you know that there are many (&gt;10) orders of insects?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;** Did you know that there is a cool website called&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tolweb.org"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Tree of Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grad stuff orders coming up soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am working in retail again. I don't want to let go of the job. At least not until I figure out what my next step in life will be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &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;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-7766298951369777806?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/7766298951369777806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=7766298951369777806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/7766298951369777806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/7766298951369777806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/04/mutual-funds.html' title='mutual funds'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-1339387614435429001</id><published>2008-04-21T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T00:05:34.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*drool*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SA2N6goKCB4AAGD7ck01"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.angeloraine44.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SA2N6goKCB4AAGD7ck01/2824722800075730080S600x600Q85.jpg?et=sN6R%2CH0CK9%2CTolbAWKodgw&amp;nmid="&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;*by evomase on ebay.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Balenciaga-esque NINE WEST gladiator sandals. They say that it is completely sold out in stores. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I searched Ebay to see if there were any. Unfortunately, they're all taken by the highest bidder. &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;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-1339387614435429001?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/1339387614435429001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=1339387614435429001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/1339387614435429001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/1339387614435429001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/04/drool.html' title='*drool*'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-1464848182359233734</id><published>2008-04-21T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T22:12:45.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the jobs posted in Craigslist and Seattle Times</title><content type='html'>lab assistant&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;research assistant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;medical receptionist.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haaayyy... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I recently found out that my phlebotomy certificate is of no use anymore. I don't know what to do with it. It seems like the best option that my previous instructor gave was to re-take the class. ARGH. I wasted $190 for it. I should have taken it this year instead. What a waste. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also can't apply to the other possible jobs since I'm going on vacation. I pray that when I get back from the trip I'd still find those jobs lurking around Craigslist and Seattle Times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-1464848182359233734?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/1464848182359233734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=1464848182359233734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/1464848182359233734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/1464848182359233734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-jobs-posted-in-craigslist-and.html' title='Oh the jobs posted in Craigslist and Seattle Times'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-591465441488924895</id><published>2008-04-06T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T21:38:41.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Burberry - Favorite Designer Brand</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/v/BvxfvRSWjno&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/v/BvxfvRSWjno&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param&lt;/a&gt; name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/v/BvxfvRSWjno&amp;hl=en""&gt;http://www.youtube.com/v/BvxfvRSWjno&amp;hl=en"&lt;/a&gt; type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;featuring a model that I admire for her unique sense of fashion, Agyness Deyn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-591465441488924895?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/591465441488924895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=591465441488924895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/591465441488924895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/591465441488924895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/04/burberry-favorite-designer-brand.html' title='Burberry - Favorite Designer Brand'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-2290010712128073962</id><published>2008-04-05T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T23:22:49.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Potential Medical Interview Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;ol style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;&lt;li style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;Personal&lt;ul style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;&lt;li style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;Tell me a little about yourself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;What makes you unique and different? How will these attributes make you an accomplished healer?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;What was the hardest thing you've dealt with in your life? How did that impact you?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;What decision do you regret making and how would you go about dealing with that now?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;How are you capable of dealing with people who are different from you?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;Pre-medical and work-related&lt;ul style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;&lt;li style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;What was your best or worst academical/professional experience while an undergraduate (or before applying to medical school)?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;Why did you choose your major/career?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;Why did you choose your school?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;Give me examples which demonstrate that you were able to handle your time effectively and efficiently while you were an undergraduate or while working.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;Coming from your field is a big transition, how do you explain this and how will you handle the change?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;Having spent time away from school, how do you see yourself fitting in? What problems do you foresee in returning to school and how have you prepared yourself to deal with them?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;Medical school-related&lt;ul style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;&lt;li style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;How do you think you will fit into our school? Why?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;What do you like about our school and why did you apply here?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;How do you think your life will change as a medical student? What qualities do you possess which will facilitate the transition to medical school?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;The future&lt;ul style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;&lt;li style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;Where do you see yourself in ten years? Why?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;What type of medicine do you see yourself practicing? Why?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;In your opinion, what are current problems in healthcare and how will they affect medicine once you are finished with medical school? How does this make you feel?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;What problems exist in healthcare now and what is your role in overcoming these obstacles?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;Why do you want to become a doctor?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;Possible negative or inappropriate questions you may encounter&lt;ul style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;&lt;li style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;It seems as if you had particular problems in this course(s) (or this semester) - how do you explain this?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;Why do you have little extra-curricular activities (or research experience, or volunteer experience)?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;If you don't get into medical school, what will you do?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;Do you want to have a family - specifically kids? How will medical school hinder this?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;Moral and ethical&lt;ul style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;&lt;li style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;You have a patient who is vehemently opposed to you because of your race, religion or sexual orientation. How will you handle this situation?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;Based on your view on abortion and religion, what advice would you give a 15 year old girl who has been raped and is pregnant? Explain the thought process in coming up with your advice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;A 54-year-old alcoholic and a 6-year-old both need a liver transplant - who do you give the liver to and why?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="word-spacing: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; text-decoration: none; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; color: black; "&gt;Why do you think disparities in healthcare exist?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-2290010712128073962?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/2290010712128073962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=2290010712128073962&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/2290010712128073962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/2290010712128073962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/04/potential-medical-interview-questions.html' title='Potential Medical Interview Questions'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-3518195250647302519</id><published>2008-04-04T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T00:30:03.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Studying</title><content type='html'>It amazes me that I have more time to write right now than before. I have way too much in my mind that I need to jot down. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am starting to study for my med school test, although I need a set schedule to study all the subjects as it is quite a lot to cover. I hate working on set schedules sometimes since when there's an unexpected "disturbance" to it I get really frustrated and end up throwing away the schedule and making a new one and this vicious cycle starts revolving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I am trying to tackle genetics, which is the part where I am the least familiar with in all the subjects since I did not really study genetics in detail before. I am thankful for the videos that was bought for me though because reading and writing these huge amount of material alone is not going to do me any good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-3518195250647302519?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/3518195250647302519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=3518195250647302519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/3518195250647302519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/3518195250647302519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/04/studying.html' title='Studying'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-6203631377418880937</id><published>2008-04-03T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T23:11:49.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/43/25"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.angeloraine44.multiply.com/image/2/photos/43/300x300/25/15770025.JPG?et=J2lKAa44pOWjL6QlAfbdug&amp;nmid=85173664"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;shall I make it a moonlight job or just a mere hobby?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's a good "stress" reliever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i've been discovering new parks with gene. there are tons here in the north side alone. forest parks, trails, creeks, streams, lots of trees, trekking. Me thinks that Seattle is all about nature and adventure; the rain makes this place extra special. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my mom and i have a test to take on Tuesday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i really want to get a film scanner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-6203631377418880937?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/6203631377418880937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=6203631377418880937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6203631377418880937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6203631377418880937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/04/photo.html' title='photo'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-3688473471028514740</id><published>2008-04-02T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T22:47:39.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>musings of the entry level person</title><content type='html'>i am seeing many openings in the science field right now. &lt;div&gt;i think that where i am at right now is where God wants me to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think He wants me to just chill for a bit and probably start looking for the job after i come back from PI. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll treat this new job like as if i'm working in a hospital. working with people, helping them and caring for them, that's the main reason why i applied there anyway, for the people relations. i think it's telling me that i need to get good at it so that when i apply in a hospital, relating to different types of people would be like putting the icing on a cake for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think it will be worth it. in the long run it will. i have faith and i will continue to have faith no matter how confusing the circumstance might be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-3688473471028514740?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/3688473471028514740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=3688473471028514740&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/3688473471028514740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/3688473471028514740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/04/musings-of-entry-level-person.html' title='musings of the entry level person'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-1009014778575663968</id><published>2008-03-28T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T03:42:21.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one class</title><content type='html'>some people will say that i have it easy. they're right, i do have it easy. but i don't want it to be this easy. damn, i think i miss school already and to think i haven't "walk" the "walk" yet. in three months time i will only have one class to challenge myself with and i don't think it will be a piece of cake. the easiest thing to say is, "i will have it easy, this is just one class, i will have all my attention focused on this class", but really if one is to think hard about it, it won't be easy at all. i will have to double to focus that i had when i was taking three classes because one class is so easy to take advantage of. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damn it, why didn't i take this class before? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am still praying, wishing and hoping for a miracle in the job department that will cover me for the next two months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am still obsessing with photography and its quirks. This is what happens when you abandon a hobby for two years, i tend to embrace it so tightly that sometimes i end up "glueing" myself to it in the process. my only defense is, it's my only form of de-stressing or my form of escaping from reality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my spring break wasn't all that, stupid sun won't come out. but here's a head scratcher: it snowed yesterday. Snow in spring, i like it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;april next week. good gosh. 2 more months. so quick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-1009014778575663968?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/1009014778575663968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=1009014778575663968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/1009014778575663968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/1009014778575663968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/03/one-class.html' title='one class'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-1977547238903512183</id><published>2008-03-27T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T23:25:12.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>purging mental diarrhea</title><content type='html'> One thing that I learned (and still learning about it..) about life is that you can never be too prepared. You can plan and plan all you want but there's always something that you will miss. Guaranteed. But one thing that you will also learn from that lesson is you have to adjust yourself to those things that can or may deviate you from your plan. Take the lesson and apply it to yourself in the future. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am in the process of looking for a "job". "Real" jobs seem to not come my way because my vacation time seems to "kill" it. Anyway, I think there's always a reason for something and that I have to get used to that idea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am waiting for my 120 films to arrive. TAGAL. I want to take the Holga out. I actually shot 2 rolls on it already, one 120 BW and one 135 for sprockets. Have to have it develop tomorrow to see the results. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My spring break is almost done. I wonder how weird it will be attending only one class. Anyway, I have to get used to it, I don't want to take advantage of "all" the time that I have and forget the fact that this one class is really important for me, career-wise that is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am also going to start studying for the medschool test. This class that I will be taking will prompt me to study for it. I am planning to take the test probably sometime in September. I have to think of ways to really cement my status as a candidate for medical school. I wish I didn't took the phlebotomy class now instead of a year ago. I feel like it will go to waste since I can't seem to get a hold of a job that doesn't require experience or externship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I have 3 more months before graduation time. &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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;God, please give me the job. PLEASE? Please tell the hiring people that I'm not only interested in what they have and that I am also a people-person, willing to interact and be friends with them. PLEASEE????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you don't, it's ok too. I am gonna take it as you telling me that I need to chill and just look for a campus job. But it'll be nice if I have that job though (ok i know.must have FAITH). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-1977547238903512183?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/1977547238903512183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=1977547238903512183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/1977547238903512183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/1977547238903512183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/03/purging-mental-diarrhea.html' title='purging mental diarrhea'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-8816820183844700223</id><published>2008-03-25T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T02:28:29.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>officially a graduate</title><content type='html'>grades are out..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The long nights and hours of doing lab reports paid off. YEAAAHHH!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Could've done better in Biochem, but it's passing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I had the average score in the first exam in my instrumental analysis class, i would've gotten a better grade.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT ALL IS WELL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;INORGANIC CHEM MADE THIS QUARTER WORTH IT FOR ME!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o mi gossshh!!! my highest chemistry grade ever in the university. i am so proud of myself!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YEAAAHH!!!&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;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-8816820183844700223?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/8816820183844700223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=8816820183844700223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/8816820183844700223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/8816820183844700223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/03/officially-graduate.html' title='officially a graduate'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-8189433790431457299</id><published>2008-03-18T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T00:38:15.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>things to look forward to after 12:00 pm today</title><content type='html'>1. I AM OFFICIALLY DONE WITH B.S. CHEM.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br class="webkit-block-placeholder"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. PHOTO-GRA-PHY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- RONALD BOG HERE I COME!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- SHORELINE CENTER HERE I COME!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br class="webkit-block-placeholder"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. MY LAUNDRY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br class="webkit-block-placeholder"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. SPRING BREAK!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br class="webkit-block-placeholder"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. WOODLAND PARK ZOO!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br class="webkit-block-placeholder"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;excited, nervous, worried, happy, jumpy all rolled into one.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after tomorrow, i will give myself a pat in the back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-8189433790431457299?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/8189433790431457299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=8189433790431457299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/8189433790431457299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/8189433790431457299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/03/things-to-look-forward-to-after-1200-pm.html' title='things to look forward to after 12:00 pm today'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-4777270136309862483</id><published>2008-03-10T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T22:34:26.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dalai Lama</title><content type='html'>He's coming to UW-Seattle on April 14, 2008 and will have a talk at Hec Ed Pavillion. I am disappointed that I am not going to be able to come (tix for students are complimentary!!) because the program starts at 3pm and ends at 5. I have a class that day from 12:30-3:20p&lt;div&gt;&lt;br class="webkit-block-placeholder"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haayy.. stupid middle of the day class.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://depts.washington.edu/ceremony/dalailama.shtml"&gt;&lt;br class="webkit-block-placeholder"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://depts.washington.edu/ceremony/dalailama.shtml"&gt;Dalai Lama at UW-Seattle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ces/Venus&lt;/span&gt; -- If you guys are going, let me know how it was.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-4777270136309862483?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/4777270136309862483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=4777270136309862483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/4777270136309862483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/4777270136309862483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/03/dalai-lama.html' title='The Dalai Lama'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-5035500050223996511</id><published>2008-03-07T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T20:41:01.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's what the next two weeks will look like for me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyone wanna trade places with me?? I swear it will be fun!! =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Saturday (03/08)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;- Tutoring from 8:30 - 4pm &lt;br&gt;- from 4pm - the middle of Sunday morning: will be doing lab reports and papers and studying for two exams&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday (03/09)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- 7 am (or 9am) - church&lt;br&gt;- 9am - onwards - time spent for eating, lab reports, paper, studying for Biochem exam 3 and Inorg Chem Lab final exam. hope to finish the "paper" by this day.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday (03/10)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;only have one class this day; &lt;br&gt;will be doing lab reports and studying for exams&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tuesday (03/11)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- final&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt; lab report due for my Instrumental Analysis class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;- no classes this day, so it will be spent doing lab reports for my Inorg Chem Lab class. &lt;br&gt;- studying for exam 3 of Biochem and final exam of Inorg Chem Lab&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wednesday (03/12)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Arene Lab Report due &lt;/span&gt;for Inorg Chem Lab. (25% worth of my grade for that class)&lt;br&gt;- do another lab report that is also 25% of my grade for that class&lt;br&gt;- study for lab exam&lt;br&gt;- study for biochem&lt;br&gt;- 12:30-4:30pm Phosphor lab &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thursday (03/13)&lt;br&gt;- 8:30 am (or 9:30am) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;- exam  on Inorg Lab class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;- study for biochem&lt;br&gt;- still be doing a lab report&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday (03/14)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- 8-9:30am - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Biochem exam 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- 9:30 - 10:30 - class&lt;br&gt;-10:30 - 12:30 - working on Linkage isomers lab report (25% of my grade!!!!!)&lt;br&gt;- 12:30 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;- Linkage Isomers lab report &lt;/span&gt;due&lt;br&gt;- 12:30 - 4:30p - Phosphor Lab NMR; check out for InorgChem lab&lt;br&gt;- also &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ue is my paper for my Tutor/Credit/Educ 401 class.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br&gt;- will be doing lab report for my Phosphor lab. &lt;br&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;03/15- 03/20 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;These days will be spent studying furiously for my &lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;final two exams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;:&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Biochem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Instrumental Analysis&lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" size="6"&gt;---------------------&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;03/17-03/21 - FINAL WEEK, MY LAST WEEK OF UNDERGRAD WORK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-5035500050223996511?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/5035500050223996511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=5035500050223996511&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/5035500050223996511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/5035500050223996511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/03/here-what-next-two-weeks-will-look-like.html' title='Here&amp;#39;s what the next two weeks will look like for me'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-5605854884540220635</id><published>2008-03-02T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T00:10:50.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXCITATION</title><content type='html'>i am so excited.&lt;br /&gt;i got 3 more weeks till my university work is over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got 3 more months till i walk in my toga. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got 3 more months till i go home and chill with the 'barkada'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO EXCITED.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-5605854884540220635?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/5605854884540220635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=5605854884540220635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/5605854884540220635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/5605854884540220635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/03/excitation.html' title='EXCITATION'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-2141925817018889241</id><published>2008-02-28T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T21:59:57.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Weeks and Counting</title><content type='html'>I have the "senioritis" effect on me right now. I'm trying my best to fend it off. I am excited to be done. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Right now I am hoping and praying for an interview in the jobs that I applied for the past week. I had an interview in Seattle Cancer Care last Monday, I don't know what the verdict is, but hopefully it would be a plus. I don't know how I did in the interview, for some reasons, I feel like I don't do well on interviews. I tend to linger and talk a lot. Hay.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;back to lab report.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-2141925817018889241?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/2141925817018889241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=2141925817018889241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/2141925817018889241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/2141925817018889241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/02/three-weeks-and-counting.html' title='Three Weeks and Counting'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-8930763465824139121</id><published>2008-02-09T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T16:45:28.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Films and staying committed</title><content type='html'>Had the chance to try out the edmonds photo pro lab. they did a pretty good job of developing the film considering both of it were expired. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i'll post some pictures when i'm done editing them. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;it cost me $16 for developing and scan to CD. i think it was all worth it considering how i'm just trying film photography out again. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and about staying committed -- i had made a "picasso" like collage in today's tutoring for my pipeline class. it was pretty cool and i think i'll hang it up on my wall to remind me of how i should stay focus whenever i'm doing school work. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;all of the pictures shall be posted soon. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-8930763465824139121?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/8930763465824139121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=8930763465824139121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/8930763465824139121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/8930763465824139121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/02/films-and-staying-committed.html' title='Films and staying committed'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-5292445224309521602</id><published>2008-02-03T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T00:52:28.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one of the boys</title><content type='html'>I can't remember the last time that I had this "time".. &lt;br&gt;actually i do.. but i don't know.. didn't feel like it was those true rational moments spent with guys who actually care about you and you care about. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;kaya namimiss ko yung mga kaibigan kong lalake sa pilipins e. &lt;br&gt;masayang kasama, mga harot at higit sa lahat madaling kausap. &lt;br&gt;walang pakeme. walang kaartehan. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i have yet to find guy friends around here who I can have the same relationship as I have with my guy friends in the pilipins. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R6bRsAoKCB4AABJRMYM1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.angeloraine44.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R6bRsAoKCB4AABJRMYM1/1_682791235l.jpg?et=9W2vmRYJgTYCt3pk2G3usA&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;this is all of them. &lt;br&gt;kulang pa nga yang mga yan e. &lt;br&gt;yung bestfriend kong lalake asa campo. &lt;br&gt;yung isa nagtratrabaho siguro. &lt;br&gt;mga mababait 'tong mga 'to. sapaw na sapaw ang kabaitan sa pagiging loko. &lt;br&gt;kaya nga miss ko na sila e. &lt;br&gt;hay. promise ko sa sarili ko, magpapapicture ako kasama lang sila pag uwi ko. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-5292445224309521602?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/5292445224309521602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=5292445224309521602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/5292445224309521602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/5292445224309521602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/02/one-of-boys.html' title='one of the boys'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-4404713873223392212</id><published>2008-01-31T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T21:00:27.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"CAS"</title><content type='html'>I have it.. hihihihihi.. mostly on vivitar cameras.. &lt;br&gt;went to goodwill store today and found them there.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i also learned a lesson today: &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;GO TO GOODWILL BEFORE YOU GO TO EBAY. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hihihihi.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;now I have to find some expired films.. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-4404713873223392212?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/4404713873223392212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=4404713873223392212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/4404713873223392212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/4404713873223392212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-have-it.html' title='&amp;quot;CAS&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-3469579699185528766</id><published>2008-01-27T19:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T19:49:48.067-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/R51PbUUuH1I/AAAAAAAAAE4/ohWl04l6E5s/s1600-h/IMG_0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/R51PbUUuH1I/AAAAAAAAAE4/ohWl04l6E5s/s320/IMG_0180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160368078767136594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/R51PbkUuH2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/ijstqONQnfw/s1600-h/IMG_0233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/R51PbkUuH2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/ijstqONQnfw/s320/IMG_0233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160368083062103906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i live vicariously through other people's photos taken with their lomo cameras, i live now in the world of photoshop, trying to tweak some photos to look like pictures taken with lomo cameras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/R51Pb0UuH3I/AAAAAAAAAFI/pXFvcmtjtdY/s1600-h/IMG_0195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/R51Pb0UuH3I/AAAAAAAAAFI/pXFvcmtjtdY/s320/IMG_0195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160368087357071218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camera: Canon SX100 IS&lt;br /&gt;Inspiration: &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/groups/lomo/pool/"&gt;Flickr Lomo Pool&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-3469579699185528766?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/3469579699185528766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=3469579699185528766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/3469579699185528766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/3469579699185528766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/01/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/R51PbUUuH1I/AAAAAAAAAE4/ohWl04l6E5s/s72-c/IMG_0180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-6026775905741351621</id><published>2008-01-23T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T00:37:35.446-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wislisht'/><title type='text'>revised BIRTHDAY/GRADUATION WISHLIST</title><content type='html'>- $$ for Philippine trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- $$ for this cameras:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;colorsplash&lt;br /&gt;fisheye (Urban Outfitters sells the blue fish eye camera)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is to relive my passion for photography. ever since i bought my new camera i've been itching to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a job (any kind will do right now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- flying colors during my graduation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sunny day on my graduation date&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-6026775905741351621?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/6026775905741351621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=6026775905741351621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6026775905741351621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6026775905741351621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/01/revised-birthdaygraduation-wishlist.html' title='revised BIRTHDAY/GRADUATION WISHLIST'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-3622306957768927620</id><published>2008-01-21T18:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T18:27:27.440-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm getting pissed off with my recollection of freshman chemistry stuff. Simple balancing of oxidation-redox reaction I can't even do. GGGRRRRR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS WHY I DON'T LIKE GETTING SICK WHEN SCHOOL'S AROUND!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the flip side of things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/R5VTz0oVokI/AAAAAAAAAEw/mGYpW2hlKeY/s1600-h/IMG_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/R5VTz0oVokI/AAAAAAAAAEw/mGYpW2hlKeY/s320/IMG_0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158121097989038658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's my new toy, my old camera's replacement. I haven't really fully played with it yet but from the stuff that I already uploaded, it's looking pretty darn nice. I'll get the chance to maximize it's capacity once the memory card for it arrives, hopefully before the twins' birthday party this Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh.. did I mention it was black? hahahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-3622306957768927620?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/3622306957768927620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=3622306957768927620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/3622306957768927620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/3622306957768927620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-getting-pissed-off-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/R5VTz0oVokI/AAAAAAAAAEw/mGYpW2hlKeY/s72-c/IMG_0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-3814613333193726911</id><published>2008-01-11T00:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T00:14:04.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my chemistry 'non-cookbook' lab class starts its first experiment tomorrow. i've been trying to read the safety issues and the procedure. This lab class is a bit scary because of the accident stories (2 stories to be exact) that was told to us by the TAs/prof/manual that happened because of not following the safety procedures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm excited for that lab, it seems like it would be the first chem lab that will not show the full procedure of each experiments. students have the chance to figure out what to do based on knowledge and readings. exciting and daunting at the same time since figuring a procedure on our own can be grueling and frustrating, but it's all base on fun, knowledge and learning. plus, it's a real world thing, everything can't be spoonfed to us as they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music these days is pure crap. no one is making good music, every single song that repeats over and over the radio are made by martians. where are the good musicians?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pity my ipod because it's not really getting the attention that it needs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-3814613333193726911?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/3814613333193726911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=3814613333193726911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/3814613333193726911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/3814613333193726911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-chemistry-non-cookbook-lab-class.html' title=''/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-718821801494659177</id><published>2007-12-25T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T23:13:34.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had an accident late this year. it was my fault. i think after all the sayings and precautionary tales that i have received i have learned much. but one thing that they don't know is how much  guilt i felt and stupidness i felt. at the time of the accident i have felt already that it was my fault. i didn't know how it was but i knew. i knew how things can skyrocket especially with my own insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two times that i have been to an accident and twice that i cried and felt really bad getting in it. it wasn't fucking awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i already received many tips on how to drive in the freeway and also in the city. and i am going to apply it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i will be careful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i don't i know that it will be the BUS  for me or walk or have people drive me to wherever. and i really don't want that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-718821801494659177?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/718821801494659177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=718821801494659177&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/718821801494659177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/718821801494659177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-had-accident-late-this-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-1790710865163614876</id><published>2007-12-21T02:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T03:48:54.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I passed Intro to Biochem! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm so freakin happy about that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more quarter at UW. one more pre-req for med school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, GRADUATION!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, the complete real world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, maybe, med school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life right now consists of a holiday paying job, a style book by one of the most stylish person in this world that I know and my iBook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2008, my life will contain many many many trips and hardships. But it's all good, it will all be worth it in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much to say but,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-1790710865163614876?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/1790710865163614876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=1790710865163614876&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/1790710865163614876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/1790710865163614876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-passed-intro-to-biochem-merry.html' title=''/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-8516203177642357120</id><published>2007-12-10T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T22:22:59.781-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishlist'/><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS WISHLIST</title><content type='html'>which also applies to my birthday and my graduation. hehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Steve Madden Riding boots&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-been looking for a cheap one in EBAY... but the cheap ones get taken so quickly.. grrr&lt;br /&gt;- This one is on sale in Nordstroms tried on a 6.5 but it was too small, so I'm guessing I am a seven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Red coat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- size XS or S - pea coat or trench coat that go up to the half-thigh/thigh-half&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The elusive Patrick Robinson for Target dress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christian Louboutin peep toe pumps in beige&lt;/span&gt; (riiigghhtt.. tried it on for the first at Barney's in Downtown Pacific Place, o mi gulay, it feels so good on the feet.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;plane ticket to Philippines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$$ for Boracay/Batangas with friends in the Philippines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$$ towards my Black Macbook fund&lt;/span&gt; (which I am starting to build)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My warranty for my current Ibook is expiring this month. Hopefully after this month the book will fly solo with no sickness till the time I decide to purchase a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For me to drive the 'good drive'&lt;/span&gt;. My latest accident wasn't too peachy with my insurance. I want to learn how to drive well in the freeway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A hospital job&lt;/span&gt; - phlebotomist/chem technician/ekg taker.. preferably in Childrens Hospital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vintage boots&lt;/span&gt; - only I can find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Memory foam pillow &lt;/span&gt;- not the contour one. the actual huggable pillow that conforms to your hug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;starbucks GC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ADDITIONAL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) SONY PSP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;++ ULTIMATE MARVEL NEMESIS PSP, TOMB RAIDER, ULTIMATE ALLIANCE, MORTAL KOMBAT UNCHAINED GAMES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-8516203177642357120?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/8516203177642357120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=8516203177642357120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/8516203177642357120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/8516203177642357120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-wishlist.html' title='CHRISTMAS WISHLIST'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-6563592883470034684</id><published>2007-11-12T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T22:02:28.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>I feel like I'm cursed in lab class right now. IT doesn't seem to miss one class where I don't make any mistakes, miscalculations or putting the wrong reagent in the mixture. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;GAAAHH.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ok.. so i know I'm not suppose to think this way about this lab. i have to stay positive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;then again, how can one stay positive amidst all the stupidness and retardation that one is feeling everytime she is in the class? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;GAAAHHH!!!&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-6563592883470034684?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/6563592883470034684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=6563592883470034684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6563592883470034684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6563592883470034684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-555246975055672896</id><published>2007-10-28T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T17:21:14.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WE have a TREE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://angeloraine44.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/RyUmmgoKCmwAACuBcjw1"&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignleft src="http://images.angeloraine44.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/RyUmmgoKCmwAACuBcjw1/IMGP0722.JPG?et=cAp%2C%2CZ5EvEFX0wK0oYEHvw" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;(me opening the front door of our house) ...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Aunt: "Oh! We have a tree in our house!"&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Me (confused about a woman standing by my mom's bedroom door and my aunt's words) : "We have a Christmas tree already?"&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Aunt (laughing): "No!! C'mere and look"&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;(me walking towards the dining room and seeing this part of the tree inside the house)&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Me: "OH... THHHAAATT KIND OF TREE."&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;HEHEHEHE.. yeah so that was funny to me. But this happened after a windstorm that hit Seattle two weeks ago. Quite fun. Well, not really. IT was quite scary. But on the upside, hot firemen came to our house. yehehehehe.. well one of them is hot, the other two were a bit old already. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-555246975055672896?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/555246975055672896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=555246975055672896&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/555246975055672896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/555246975055672896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2007/10/we-have-tree.html' title='WE have a TREE!!'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-1314754995148826587</id><published>2007-10-27T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T23:40:52.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess when you open up yourself to something that you're usually not, you easily get torn down and be back to the reality that you're not suppose to be who you are usually not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-1314754995148826587?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/1314754995148826587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=1314754995148826587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/1314754995148826587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/1314754995148826587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-guess-when-you-open-up-yourself-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-6916770196973990526</id><published>2007-10-13T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T23:00:28.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>preppy fashionista</title><content type='html'> my mythology professor looks like a preppy fashionista. reason being? he's a harvard and yale alumni.. ahem.. i know, i'm biased.. but i have this pre-conceived notion that all people who go to those schools are preppy fashionistas.. don't have anything against them, in fact I admire their sense of style.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;in conclusion, i like my mythology professor's sense of style. not all professors dress like him.&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-6916770196973990526?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/6916770196973990526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=6916770196973990526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6916770196973990526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6916770196973990526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2007/10/preppy-fashionista.html' title='preppy fashionista'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-6831907190449020174</id><published>2007-10-07T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T23:12:59.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spinning in physical and mental state</title><content type='html'>three days ago, i had a car accident. it was one for the books for me as it was very meaningful albeit the scariness of it. i was driving towards the Veteran's Affairs hospital to finish up my job application there to become a clinical lab assistant, a job description that I liked so much because i get to practice blood drawing. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;towards the exit sign, i got into the accident. the car that i was driving spun around. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;before i had that accident, i came  across interstate morning traffic. it was literally hell for me because i was so tired and so frustrated about the traffic. i begun into thinking if that job was the right job to take while i'm at my situation right now. i was weighing pros and cons, thinking of things to consider, thinking of things that i have to think about even before i make a decision. i was so confused and so dazed that i just prayed to God to give me a sign that tells me not to take the job anymore. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;in comes the accident. a sign. a big sign. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;my mental state that day was in daze and confused situation, however, the accident alleviated it quite a bit. although, i was traumatized i feel like that day was a big lesson for me that i for sure will remember for the rest of my life. i've learned a lot of things and one of those was to thank God for being there for me always. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;if i would've taken that job, i would've been in a spin state. my head would be all clouded from all information from school and be tired from all the stresses of travelling back and forth from the hospitals and from selling my ass off in my retail job. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i'm graduating in 6 months. 6 freaking months. i'm panicked and i'm excited. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;before i graduate, i want to make the grade. but in order for me to do that i have to make school as my #1 priority. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i have to make sacrifices in order to survive and be rewarded graciously. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to friends whom i don't see or talk to anymore, thanks for staying as my friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to family, thanks for being there for me and understanding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to a guy who cares much, thank you for always believing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-6831907190449020174?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/6831907190449020174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=6831907190449020174&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6831907190449020174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6831907190449020174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2007/10/spinning-in-physical-and-mental-state.html' title='spinning in physical and mental state'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-6475393589455902876</id><published>2007-10-02T20:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T20:15:36.510-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='test'/><title type='text'>Tibetan Personality Test</title><content type='html'>I ordered these 5 animals in preference:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horse - FAMILY&lt;br /&gt;sheep - LOVE&lt;br /&gt;cow - CAREER&lt;br /&gt;pig - MONEY&lt;br /&gt;tiger - PRIDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I described these 5 in one word:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dog is playful - describes my personality&lt;br /&gt;a cat is relaxed - describes the one that I am in a relationship with.&lt;br /&gt;rat is dirty - describes my enemies (nyahahahaha.. )&lt;br /&gt;coffee is yummy - describes how i see sex&lt;br /&gt;sea is peaceful - what my life is (a.huh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of important people in my life and associate them with these colors:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yellow - Kuya Ice - I won't forget this person&lt;br /&gt;orange - Ate Leah - she is my true friend&lt;br /&gt;red - Tita Chi - I love this person.&lt;br /&gt;white - Jan Jen - she's my twin soul&lt;br /&gt;Green - Mom - someone that i will remember for the rest of my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-6475393589455902876?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/6475393589455902876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=6475393589455902876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6475393589455902876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6475393589455902876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2007/10/tibetan-personality-test.html' title='Tibetan Personality Test'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-7757884134491683991</id><published>2007-09-26T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T08:31:58.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of school?!!??</title><content type='html'>5am - "THE WAY I ARE" by Timbaland wakes me up.... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6am - i start walking towards the 185th bus stop. it's foggy and it's dark. OH WHAT FUN. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7am - i hang around Starbucks on 43rd St. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7:30am - BIOCHEM!!! YEYYYY!! Our first professor has an accent. But I keep imagining hitting myself in the head for sitting on the right hand corner of the classroom. So freaking hard to see well. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8:20am - I'm in Odegaard Library right now, writing this. After which, I shall go to the bathroom to release all the water I downed ever since 5:30am this morning. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;GOOD MORNING PEEPS!! &lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-7757884134491683991?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/7757884134491683991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=7757884134491683991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/7757884134491683991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/7757884134491683991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2007/09/first-day-of-school.html' title='first day of school?!!??'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-7233370317924985001</id><published>2007-09-19T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T00:49:21.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ladies that I just love to hate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/RvDSKZbAjXI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/eMmVcehoRp8/s1600-h/050707brown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/RvDSKZbAjXI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/eMmVcehoRp8/s320/050707brown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111816653130206578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Samantha Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/RvDSK5bAjYI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ZjS4GvpmCFk/s1600-h/2932041400098979063IoECvN_fs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/RvDSK5bAjYI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ZjS4GvpmCFk/s320/2932041400098979063IoECvN_fs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111816661720141186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gisele Bundchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/RvDSLJbAjZI/AAAAAAAAAEg/0ENntj5vThk/s1600-h/ray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/RvDSLJbAjZI/AAAAAAAAAEg/0ENntj5vThk/s320/ray.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111816666015108498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rachel Ray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/RvDSLJbAjaI/AAAAAAAAAEo/pSyG2Tqp8S8/s1600-h/heidi_klum1_300_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/RvDSLJbAjaI/AAAAAAAAAEo/pSyG2Tqp8S8/s320/heidi_klum1_300_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111816666015108514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heidi Klum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travel? Model? Eat tasty foods? Did I mention travel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-7233370317924985001?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/7233370317924985001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=7233370317924985001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/7233370317924985001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/7233370317924985001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2007/09/ladies-that-i-just-love-to-hate.html' title='The Ladies that I just love to hate'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/RvDSKZbAjXI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/eMmVcehoRp8/s72-c/050707brown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-2009492227840889813</id><published>2007-09-09T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T21:20:16.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VMA</title><content type='html'>I'm watching the Video Music Awards on MTV and can I just say the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRITNEY. umm.. yeah, she ain't singing on her opening act. her dance moves, hmm.. she looks like she just doing some flimsy hand action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAAA.. where did all the fun go with her? Sarah Silvermann said it right, "She's only 25 and she has accomplished everything that she has to accomplish", ie. shave her head and go to rehab and have kids with some guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wehehehehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-2009492227840889813?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/2009492227840889813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=2009492227840889813&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/2009492227840889813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/2009492227840889813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2007/09/vma.html' title='VMA'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-2741109062413059063</id><published>2007-09-06T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T01:11:29.073-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iphone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apple'/><title type='text'>Awesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/Rt-192DhdrI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3hG4-HHRBsc/s1600-h/gallery-big-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/Rt-192DhdrI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3hG4-HHRBsc/s320/gallery-big-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107000576548370098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/Rt-1-mDhdsI/AAAAAAAAAEI/NndDvZ77MU8/s1600-h/gallery-big-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/Rt-1-mDhdsI/AAAAAAAAAEI/NndDvZ77MU8/s320/gallery-big-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107000589433272002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE NEW IPHONE, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;without the phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-2741109062413059063?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/2741109062413059063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=2741109062413059063&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/2741109062413059063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/2741109062413059063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2007/09/awesome.html' title='Awesome'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/Rt-192DhdrI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3hG4-HHRBsc/s72-c/gallery-big-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-7572191428105718245</id><published>2007-09-01T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T00:59:43.568-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>everything i need.</title><content type='html'>There is more to life than material things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is more to life than a job that pays you six figures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is more to life than worrying about the smallest things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read in a magazine about a husband telling his wife not to worry if the car was not starting. He said, "No one is dying or having a heart attack, don't sweat it, we'll fix it". A man who knows his way with words. A man who lives up to the words "don't sweat the small stuff".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Material things are just that. Material. they cannot be immaterial because if they're mass produced, they're basically something that you can buy again if you lose it. I don't know why we very much thrive in a world where materialism seems to be a form of religion already. I admit, most of the time I tend to gravitate towards being materialistic but thankfully I can control myself, by saying to myself that it should not be like that. I should be happy with what I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I have everything? No. But I have a family that truly cares for my well being. I have great friends who are there for me in times of need no matter where they are and what they are doing. I have an education that has taught me quite a lot over the past years. I have a job that has taught me how to put myself out into the world. I will soon start a job that will help me save the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have everything. But I sure have everything that will make me happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-7572191428105718245?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/7572191428105718245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=7572191428105718245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/7572191428105718245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/7572191428105718245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2007/09/everything-i-need.html' title='everything i need.'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-4900270092781252012</id><published>2007-08-25T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T03:55:20.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since I work as a PT sales in the clothes, I've taken the action or the responsibility to make myself educated on the elements of style. When people ask me about certain questions about what outfit goes with what or what dress they can wear with what, I sometimes find myself in a rut or should i say, I find myself stammering while giving them answers. I guess it's very different to give style/fashion advice to people who you don't know compared to people that you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading up on this books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before You Put that On by Lloyd Boston&lt;br /&gt;How to be a Budget Fashionista by Kathryn Finney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I have these books on hold at the library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Style by Kate Spade&lt;br /&gt;A Guide to Elegance by some french woman who I can't spell the name here right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if the education that I'm gaining is helping the women (and men) who come in the store drowned in self confusion about what to wear and what not to wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAAAHHH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, please help me give sound advice as well as good persuasion techniques.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-4900270092781252012?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/4900270092781252012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=4900270092781252012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/4900270092781252012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/4900270092781252012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2007/08/since-i-work-as-pt-sales-in-clothes-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-6318555318617168042</id><published>2007-07-28T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T00:22:14.519-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mcat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>for the lack of a better motivation</title><content type='html'>There is a 50-50 chance that this might be read by one of my family members, but I don't care. I need to vent this out and I need it NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to motivate myself in studying for the MCAT. I try my best to study, but all that gets in my head are just the words that I read. Not the MEANING of the words that I read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opted out on self-studying for this test because for one, I cannot afford to pay for classes. Plus, those classes bore the heck out of me, hence, me wanting to only self study. I have the materials in my hand. All I need is to purchase the practice tests. So what's up with the lack of motivation?? This summer is actually the best time to study for this test, but nooooo.. FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so frustrated right now I can't even form words that will make my frustrations go away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-6318555318617168042?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/6318555318617168042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=6318555318617168042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6318555318617168042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6318555318617168042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2007/07/for-lack-of-better-motivation.html' title='for the lack of a better motivation'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-6741821546697805540</id><published>2007-07-26T01:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T01:42:34.759-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finances'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='management'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phone'/><title type='text'>Risk Management and the Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;STRESS MANAGEMENT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a lesson 101 on how to handle a stressful situation yesterday at work. Working in retail will really show you how to handle stress.. good place to work at when you need some practice on stress management..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's the scenario:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credit card swiper wasn't working.. I had three customers who want to pay with credit card.. LUCKILY they were really patient ones.. they ended up just paying with cash.. but i really felt bad making them wait because i really hate it when other people wait out for me, makes me feel guilty especially if they're doing me a favor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God for everything that you put me through today and thanks for the lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;FINANCIAL MANAGEMENT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a credit card two days ago. My mom suggested that I get one so I can build up my credit line. It's a good idea actually, but then again, I really have to be careful with it. I'm scared to use it because you know CREDIT, makes you want to use it because it's just there. But I'm making it a point to limit my usage of it, so for the most part of my usage, I am just going to leave it at the house. My main purpose of usage for it is if I am going to make a big purchase. God, please guide me in controlling myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to use cash from now on when paying for food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to use debit card for everyday needs and sometimes wants. NOT FOR FOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need to be savvy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;PHOTOS FROM THE PHONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/Rqhc6ai9-rI/AAAAAAAAADY/o_8ctYJKqLg/s1600-h/0719071129%7E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/Rqhc6ai9-rI/AAAAAAAAADY/o_8ctYJKqLg/s200/0719071129%7E.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091421537370503858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;175th light.. on my way to worky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/Rqhc6qi9-sI/AAAAAAAAADg/aegcLXWxa1E/s1600-h/0719071138%7E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/Rqhc6qi9-sI/AAAAAAAAADg/aegcLXWxa1E/s200/0719071138%7E.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091421541665471170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Northgate Mall Parking Lot. Clear pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/Rqhc6qi9-tI/AAAAAAAAADo/9HzlftOiWsw/s1600-h/0719071834%7E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/Rqhc6qi9-tI/AAAAAAAAADo/9HzlftOiWsw/s200/0719071834%7E.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091421541665471186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh.. the sun is shining.. we don't see the sun 3/4 of the year here in seattle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/Rqhc66i9-uI/AAAAAAAAADw/lLHxk4QEXjE/s1600-h/0720071516%7E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/Rqhc66i9-uI/AAAAAAAAADw/lLHxk4QEXjE/s200/0720071516%7E.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091421545960438498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we see this 3/4 of the year here in seattle, droplets of rain on our cars windows (which we had all week last week.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/Rqhc66i9-vI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0lzL601Rb0M/s1600-h/0721070757%7E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/Rqhc66i9-vI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0lzL601Rb0M/s200/0721070757%7E.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091421545960438514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me and Reymond. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;More pictures coming soon. Canada ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-6741821546697805540?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/6741821546697805540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=6741821546697805540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6741821546697805540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6741821546697805540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2007/07/risk-management-and-photos.html' title='Risk Management and the Photos'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/Rqhc6ai9-rI/AAAAAAAAADY/o_8ctYJKqLg/s72-c/0719071129%7E.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-6831076225909860330</id><published>2007-07-18T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T00:02:25.952-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phone'/><title type='text'>work and work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/Rp8Hkl9LPgI/AAAAAAAAADI/aLYuptA42ao/s1600-h/0717071506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/Rp8Hkl9LPgI/AAAAAAAAADI/aLYuptA42ao/s200/0717071506.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088794429197336066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my tired feet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet you don't get paid enough.&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes when you f*** it up, you end up paying for it, HELLA BIG TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayyy.. I'm feeling the pain of overworking and being underpaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sorry for my poor feet. It's been getting hogwashed for 5 days straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand now what my mom's work entails.&lt;br /&gt;Although it has some perks, I get to see all the sales in the mall each day I work and I get to have first dibs on it. YAWZA! Although it's bad for my pocket. NYAHAHAHaHAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new phone. I'm trying it out for 30 days, see if I like it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/Rp8I5F9LPhI/AAAAAAAAADQ/5K0jgMpW-xg/s1600-h/env.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/Rp8I5F9LPhI/AAAAAAAAADQ/5K0jgMpW-xg/s200/env.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088795880896282130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LG enV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't know if I should keep it yet. I only got it for $85 less the $50 rebate that I have to send if I decide to keep it. The $85 consists of the phone, the car charger, a 512 mb memory, a usb card reader, and a bluetooth handset. NOT BAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the keyboard set up of the phone, a feature that really caught my eye at first. It also has a 2mp camera, which takes nice pictures. I tested it out and it does take great pictures AND if I wanted, I can opt to have the VZ Navigator for 10 bucks per month, a good alternative to 411 that charges 1.50 per call. But then again, come to think of it it's 10 bucks added to my account.. ssooo.. iono..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall think about it.. for now, it's play time.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-6831076225909860330?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/6831076225909860330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=6831076225909860330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6831076225909860330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6831076225909860330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2007/07/work-and-work.html' title='work and work'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lOQNI3pAYt0/Rp8Hkl9LPgI/AAAAAAAAADI/aLYuptA42ao/s72-c/0717071506.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-3120728351260166246</id><published>2007-07-13T00:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T00:22:37.104-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career'/><title type='text'>Career/Job</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(224, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Get a MD (Doctor of Medicine)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f0ffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatadvanceddegreeshouldyougetquiz/md.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're both compassionate and brilliant - a rare combination.&lt;br /&gt;You were born to be a doctor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatadvanceddegreeshouldyougetquiz/"&gt;What Advanced Degree Should You Get?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how true this meme can be. But anyway despite the many career quizzes that I will be taking I am for sure that I will be working with people who are in need of help. No matter what kind of help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(1) Retail Sales Associate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- This job requires you to help people who are in desperate need to find something that they either WANT or NEED. This job requires you to have the ability to persuade and at the same time become compassionate and accomodating to the needs of the customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(2) Social Worker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- This job needs a higher level characteristic and/or capability to be able to withstand any cases that come their way. It's a highly stressful job because you deal with different types of people on a daily basis. You deal with a drug addict, an alcoholic, an abused, the neglected, and the homeless to name a few. It requires a high amount of empathy and sympathy. It requires a high dose of helping hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(3) Army/Navy/Marines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- (1) Fighting wars (2) Protecting the country they serve (3) Helping other people get out of a danger zone (3) Making an evil place heaven. Yeah they pretty much would risk their lives to save the ones that they love and the ones who they don't even know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more jobs out there that have the description of HELPING OTHERS under their pocket. I just named these three because they were the ones that stood out to me the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously can't see myself working in any other jobs. Business jobs sucks, Research is cool, but it ain't for my learning/emotional capabilities, Fashion is fun but it gets old sometimes, photography is sweet, but it's too expensive for my taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rambling. I have a sample sale to go to tomorrow so I should sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh mi gosh. Seattle is having sample sales.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-3120728351260166246?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/3120728351260166246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=3120728351260166246&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/3120728351260166246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/3120728351260166246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2007/07/nyahahahahahaha.html' title='Career/Job'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-6836924682571599503</id><published>2007-07-10T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T23:07:24.682-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><title type='text'>Part 2: Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I made myself happy today. I made a goal. YAHOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on the QUESTIONS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A 34 year-old man presents with AIDS and tells you, as his physician, that he does not want to tell his wife. What would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I will respect the man's wishes, however, I would caution him about the dangers of not telling his wife about his condition such as the following: First of, he should tell his wife because he can also transmit the virus to her if they were having sexual intercourse. If this happens, and the wife knows nothing about his condition, then it would make her furious and betrayed at the same time. If  the man still does not change his mind about it, then I will just let his conscience do the undertaking for him as well as for his wife because like i said from the beginning it is his wishes and for me doctors always must respect patient's wishes, but also at the same time be rational about hwo they would respect the patient's wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you had three magical wishes, what would they be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) I wish that someone will give me enough money to go to any medical school that will accept me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) I wish to become a person who will respect, honor and treat other people with empathy and sympathy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3) I wish to pass on the knowledge that I gained through the years that I was living to the next generation after mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-6836924682571599503?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/6836924682571599503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=6836924682571599503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6836924682571599503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/6836924682571599503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2007/07/part-2-questions.html' title='Part 2: Questions'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-9000010710915972622</id><published>2007-07-09T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T02:28:13.191-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='posts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='series'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='answers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><title type='text'>Part 1: Questions</title><content type='html'>I am going to start posting a series of questions that I will be answering in the span of two months or so. I got these questions from a book that I am "trying" to read right now. I will be trying to compile these questions after I have answered them all and try to analyze my answers to each one of them to see how logical and truthful I have explained them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with these questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Should doctors be allowed to "pull the plug" on terminally ill patients?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless the family tells them to do it, I don't think that they should. Terminally ill patients are still people, people who MAY still have a chance to live a life despite of being terminally ill. It may be medically impossible to happen but one should just trust in faith and just let it flow through the veins of the patient as well as through the doctor's vein. And if faith lets you down, let it be that the person die of natural death, not because of plug pulled to end his life. I believe that everyone should die in honor and peace, not because of an easy way out from an authority who knows better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Would you consider a career in your present course of studies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would definitely consider a career in Chemistry. However, I wouldn't really pursue it to the point that I would go to graduate school, earn a PhD and write a letter requesting a grant for the research project that I want to undertake. Honestly, I don't see myself working beyond a mere laboratory technologist or research technologist in the Chemistry field. I have thought about this for a long time, imagined myself being one, but it just didn't seem to feel right for me. My feelings have only been compounded when I started to work for Chemistry-based  labs and through my observations of what the research techs and scientists do in these labs, which are highly repetitive and far less interesting than medicine, fashion, or even photography. But don't get me wrong, I respect the scientists that are currently working to make this field a better and more interesting than it was. These scientists have worked their brains and their body for Chemistry to serve a better purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is quite the tough question to ask. I think, the quality that I would definitely most likely want to change right now is me being TOO SENSITIVE. By me being such, I tend to overreact, take control, blame others around me, take pity upon myself and the list goes on.. when such quality overpowers me. I know that if it does affects me so much that I might consider changing it. I've been trying, I've been trying ever since it was pointed out to me by loved ones. I don't know how much I should be trying but hey, at least I'm trying. I don't know. Maybe I should, because being too overly sensitive can cause me a lot of trouble ESPECIALLY if I am planning on taking a career in the medical field. I think I should learn how to build a tough yet soft skin around me, in order for me to be alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-9000010710915972622?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/9000010710915972622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=9000010710915972622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/9000010710915972622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/9000010710915972622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2007/07/part-1-questions.html' title='Part 1: Questions'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-4816467958732192199</id><published>2007-07-04T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T00:04:15.826-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><title type='text'>What I'm thinking right now.</title><content type='html'>I have been working at this job in a field that is quite different from where I'm suppose to stand right now. The big thing I like about it is that I get the chance to hone my conversation skills with complete strangers. I am doing this for four months. I can extend it if I would like, but then again it's a different job than labs who understand my school load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been having problems with myself lately. Hormonal imbalance of the month, I presume. Anyway, I just wish that I can sincerely and truthfully think of myself as someone who CAN do it. I am just not cut out for all those negative stuff. As one of my old, but still friend said, "don't be pessimistic, be optimistic". I know it sounds quite reductive, but it does work. When she said it, she said it in a tone of voice that will make you think about it all the time, I mean how else can I remember those words after 4 (or is it 5? 6? 7?) years of talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To address the question that has been asked of me by two people now, "Why have I not been posting new photos?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I'm lazy. I have lost the edge and the drive to take new pictures. I don't know why but I have. Probably its the camera that I have been using. Probably its because my computer's hard drive broke down on me that's why I'm scared to put new pictures in it. Probably because the last time I did some photo works, I didn't quite get the praise that I would've like to had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it will come back, maybe it won't. Right now, I am passion less. Well, not really. I've been eyeing lots of new shoes lately so umm.. yeah, you could imagine how my pocket will burn after I get my hands on those shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, maybe not. I'm suppose to SAVE UP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-4816467958732192199?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/4816467958732192199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=4816467958732192199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/4816467958732192199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/4816467958732192199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-im-thinking-right-now.html' title='What I&apos;m thinking right now.'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683390.post-3309985672364896930</id><published>2007-06-14T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T02:37:26.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>satisfying my mundane cravings through writing</title><content type='html'>i want to buy shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw 2 pairs of shoes that i would like to buy from this store. two pairs of strappy sandals for night outs, both for only less than 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also discovered a website where they sell dirt cheap shoes for less than 30. me want to get a lot. damn.. so hard to not have $. oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;white pumps&lt;br /&gt;red pumps&lt;br /&gt;silver flats&lt;br /&gt;gold flats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the joy. i might be known as the woman who died with her shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;SUMMER TIME!!!! YOWZA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6683390-3309985672364896930?l=angeloraine44.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/feeds/3309985672364896930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6683390&amp;postID=3309985672364896930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/3309985672364896930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6683390/posts/default/3309985672364896930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeloraine44.blogspot.com/2007/06/satisfying-my-mundane-cravings-through.html' title='satisfying my mundane cravings through writing'/><author><name>Liane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819961410453498214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos14.flickr.com/14075877_33076023d3_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
