<?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-7673621715956485723</id><updated>2012-02-14T07:54:53.425-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SOCKSKCOS!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>708</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-4503793869912019928</id><published>2012-01-26T22:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T22:32:02.273-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Im too deep to swim against the current.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have exciting news!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before I get to that, though, I would just like to add that my camera charger is still nowhere to be found, forcing me to still stick to my iPhone camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YEdbabjVHik/TyIk4wv5d_I/AAAAAAAABcQ/LIg1-PXGOLE/s1600/IMG_0199.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YEdbabjVHik/TyIk4wv5d_I/AAAAAAAABcQ/LIg1-PXGOLE/s200/IMG_0199.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I bought my sisters Christmas present from BH Cosmetics, and they gave me a complimentary liquid eyeliner with the purchase.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its the felt-tip kind, and I cant wait to try it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-omyC3hwio_A/TyIk5pdPr6I/AAAAAAAABcY/hXKF4Pmbe18/s1600/IMG_0200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-omyC3hwio_A/TyIk5pdPr6I/AAAAAAAABcY/hXKF4Pmbe18/s200/IMG_0200.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Being a panel member of Global Opinion, I have access to a myriad of perks, and today, I found a package from them in the mail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They sent me a sample of D&amp;amp;Gs The One Sapphire, and I cant wait to try it out either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Besides that, I have already tried out all of my Birchbox samples, and am waiting on Februarys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ydv6yDNphyQ/TxSdKt7o7rI/AAAAAAAABbY/W19JepBCmfM/s1600/IMG_0191.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ydv6yDNphyQ/TxSdKt7o7rI/AAAAAAAABbY/W19JepBCmfM/s200/IMG_0191.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SoJ7GekFZq0/TxSdLcDJ2JI/AAAAAAAABbg/Fc8LPT7MV0A/s1600/IMG_0192.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SoJ7GekFZq0/TxSdLcDJ2JI/AAAAAAAABbg/Fc8LPT7MV0A/s200/IMG_0192.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a fragrance by Juicy Couture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I absolutely adore the scent, and am seriously considering purchasing the full-size.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MIOo-wMfwsU/TxSdM3caOII/AAAAAAAABbw/NHNAshlPjR4/s1600/IMG_0194.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MIOo-wMfwsU/TxSdM3caOII/AAAAAAAABbw/NHNAshlPjR4/s200/IMG_0194.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a waterproof eye liner by Stila Smudge Stick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The product has a little flaw - it takes multiple twists to dispense the eyeliner, but I contacted Birchbox about it, and they talked to Stila, and apparently, theyre working on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Besides that, Lionfish is a beautiful bronze brown that sparkles, and the eyeliner glides on effortlessly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Im still not a big fan of brown eyeliner, so Ill probably buy this, but not in Lionfish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-4503793869912019928?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/4503793869912019928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=4503793869912019928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/4503793869912019928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/4503793869912019928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2012/01/im-too-deep-to-swim-against-current.html' title='Im too deep to swim against the current.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YEdbabjVHik/TyIk4wv5d_I/AAAAAAAABcQ/LIg1-PXGOLE/s72-c/IMG_0199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-8103690046886794279</id><published>2012-01-17T16:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T16:42:58.991-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In the aching night, under satellites, I was not received.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_buew8Vv-PE/TxX2VyHV77I/AAAAAAAABcI/8aX6v-E_8mA/s1600/P1010012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_buew8Vv-PE/TxX2VyHV77I/AAAAAAAABcI/8aX6v-E_8mA/s200/P1010012.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I do not have a drivers license.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The only legitimate forms of identification that I have are my passport and my visa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I do want a drivers license, but I cant drive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I never learnt to drive back home, and I deeply regret it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It really wasnt necessary to drive in Fayette, but here, in Ames, it sucks if you cant drive or dont have a car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We have CyRide, which services all of Ames, but life is just better when you can drive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Back home, Ive always been a burden to my friends because I cant go anywhere unless theyre willing to pick me up and drop me off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here, Im a burden to Caanan because he has to drive whenever I need to get somewhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The worst part is that hes had to drive the 32 hours of getting to and from Alabama when we drove down in the winter and summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, I finally had my first driving lesson yesterday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Its really just a coincidence that his picture is here, although its fitting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-8103690046886794279?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/8103690046886794279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=8103690046886794279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/8103690046886794279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/8103690046886794279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2012/01/in-aching-night-under-satellites-i-was.html' title='In the aching night, under satellites, I was not received.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_buew8Vv-PE/TxX2VyHV77I/AAAAAAAABcI/8aX6v-E_8mA/s72-c/P1010012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-5991656656136857438</id><published>2012-01-16T16:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T16:21:13.940-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We are all tired talk when it comes to shove.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IQV9qqPNySU/TsF20githLI/AAAAAAAABVs/At80rMEgaX0/s1600/P1010003+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IQV9qqPNySU/TsF20githLI/AAAAAAAABVs/At80rMEgaX0/s200/P1010003+%25282%2529.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My January Birchbox is here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I took these pictures with my iPhone because my cameras batteries died, so please bear with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Again, this is not an advertorial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iYNyJWcP2dI/TxSdJ1_ASUI/AAAAAAAABbQ/fEGe08btics/s1600/IMG_0190.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iYNyJWcP2dI/TxSdJ1_ASUI/AAAAAAAABbQ/fEGe08btics/s200/IMG_0190.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a pomegranate body soap by Archipelago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I dont use soap anymore, so Ill probably use this as hand soap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Birchbox says, "Laced with good-for-you pomegranate extracts, this triple-milled soap smells divine and leaves skin feeling clean, not stripped."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The full-size product (6.9oz) sells for $12.50.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ydv6yDNphyQ/TxSdKt7o7rI/AAAAAAAABbY/W19JepBCmfM/s1600/IMG_0191.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ydv6yDNphyQ/TxSdKt7o7rI/AAAAAAAABbY/W19JepBCmfM/s200/IMG_0191.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SoJ7GekFZq0/TxSdLcDJ2JI/AAAAAAAABbg/Fc8LPT7MV0A/s1600/IMG_0192.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SoJ7GekFZq0/TxSdLcDJ2JI/AAAAAAAABbg/Fc8LPT7MV0A/s200/IMG_0192.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a fragrance by Juicy Couture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Im very excited about this sample because I highly covet Juicy Couture, and this is just awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Birchbox says, "Juicys signature fragrance is a blend of sweet floral notes. Sophisticated and feminine, its perfect for day or night."&lt;br /&gt;The full-size product (3.4oz) sells for $89.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zjECJAjZuco/TxSdMP7rpUI/AAAAAAAABbo/9LI2JQHy3D4/s1600/IMG_0193.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zjECJAjZuco/TxSdMP7rpUI/AAAAAAAABbo/9LI2JQHy3D4/s200/IMG_0193.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a frothy face wash by Origins Checks and Balances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This face wash is great. Unlike other frothy face washes, it doesnt leave your skin dry or stripped; it leaves it soft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Birchbox says, "What if your skin has dry patches and oily spots? Alleviate both concerns with this multi-tasking cleanser."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The full-size product (150ml) sells for $19.50.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MIOo-wMfwsU/TxSdM3caOII/AAAAAAAABbw/NHNAshlPjR4/s1600/IMG_0194.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MIOo-wMfwsU/TxSdM3caOII/AAAAAAAABbw/NHNAshlPjR4/s200/IMG_0194.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a waterproof eye liner by Stila Smudge Stick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They gave me Lionfish (brown), and Ive never used brown, so Im excited to try it out tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Birchbox says, "Its time to put down the black liner. This colorful pigment makes eyes stand out and stays put for hours."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The full-size product (0.01oz) sells for $20.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wnTJR_gF-TA/TxSdNhTjUVI/AAAAAAAABb4/9KC1uCLK0yo/s1600/IMG_0195.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wnTJR_gF-TA/TxSdNhTjUVI/AAAAAAAABb4/9KC1uCLK0yo/s200/IMG_0195.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is an energy bar by Larabar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It tastes amazing, its filling, and Im definitely getting more. They gave me carrot cake, but Ill probably get different flavors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Birchbox says, "You wont find any artificial fillers in these natural bars: just dried fruits, nuts, and other wholesome ingredients. Theyre as tasty as they are healthy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The full-size product sells for $14.95.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I apologize if I sound like Im rushing because I am (LOL).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, click&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.birchbox.com/?raf=nhyy4"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;if you want your own Birchbox.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-5991656656136857438?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/5991656656136857438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I tossed and turned a lot last night because I was super excited, and I still managed to wake up at 7AM this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am &lt;b&gt;that &lt;/b&gt;excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I missed the 8:15AM bus by five seconds, but that wasnt the one I wanted to catch anyway so its OK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got on the 8:35AM bus instead, and I got to my first class a little before 9AM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was THTRE106, and it was interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We get to "clap for credit."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The classroom was, OMG, enormous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It looked like a movie theatre, and probably housed more students than my whole high school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I walked over to the opposite building for ENGL220.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This class is relatively smaller, but big by Upper Iowa measure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My third class, the one I worry about because its so far away from my second class, is COMST101.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was spazzing out because I kept thinking I walked past the building.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was intense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I managed to get there in time, though, and the classroom was, again, huge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It sucks because a lot of the required classes at Upper Iowa arent required here, and the Gen Ed is different, meaning I have to plan my classes all over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-8921855894891764182?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/8921855894891764182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=8921855894891764182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/8921855894891764182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/8921855894891764182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2012/01/ive-never-truly-loved-until-you-put.html' title='Ive never truly loved until you put your arms around me.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFI7a7RH8MQ/TwujLJBU5MI/AAAAAAAABbI/SaSXHMLNkO0/s72-c/P1010010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-5700129107161244727</id><published>2012-01-08T20:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T20:01:48.691-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I got lost.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It sucked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-5700129107161244727?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/5700129107161244727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=5700129107161244727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/5700129107161244727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/5700129107161244727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-got-lost.html' title='I got lost.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-7060724006841619513</id><published>2012-01-07T20:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T20:01:09.491-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In no time, youll be mine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eYrSK0CEj4o/Twj4RppfdWI/AAAAAAAABbA/9w8WOTVtX6k/s1600/P1010008+%25283%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eYrSK0CEj4o/Twj4RppfdWI/AAAAAAAABbA/9w8WOTVtX6k/s200/P1010008+%25283%2529.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It is Saturday night, a day closer to the first day of class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Honestly, I dont remember feeling this anxious and apprehensive before my first ever day at Upper Iowa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Caanan and I went to Target just now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I bought a bookbag because I surrender, Im going to need one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I cant be balancing four classes worth of books on one arm for a whole day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That, mixed in with having to navigate campus, calls for a bookbag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-7060724006841619513?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/7060724006841619513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=7060724006841619513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/7060724006841619513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/7060724006841619513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2012/01/in-no-time-youll-be-mine.html' title='In no time, youll be mine.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eYrSK0CEj4o/Twj4RppfdWI/AAAAAAAABbA/9w8WOTVtX6k/s72-c/P1010008+%25283%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-7618608044295821736</id><published>2012-01-06T18:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T18:35:23.647-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Im not your nervous feeling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CIXDJ633TtI/TweRHXItMOI/AAAAAAAABa4/zSNNaE5K7Bo/s1600/P1010005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CIXDJ633TtI/TweRHXItMOI/AAAAAAAABa4/zSNNaE5K7Bo/s200/P1010005.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Destination Iowa State was held today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Its also the last day of orientation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I feel so relieved because I dont have to wake up early for the next two days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What is Destination Iowa State?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Its just a part of orientation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They make us do a bunch of stuff thats honestly not very helpful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We got free stuff, though: a bag, a lanyard, and a t-shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I tried to find my classes on the campus map last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Theyre not too far apart, but the buildings for my second and third classes are very far apart, and I only have ten minutes to get from A to B.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thats going to suck, especially on Monday, when I have no idea where anything is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-7618608044295821736?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/7618608044295821736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=7618608044295821736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/7618608044295821736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/7618608044295821736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2012/01/im-not-your-nervous-feeling.html' title='Im not your nervous feeling.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CIXDJ633TtI/TweRHXItMOI/AAAAAAAABa4/zSNNaE5K7Bo/s72-c/P1010005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-2514747422347326588</id><published>2012-01-05T15:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T15:12:31.478-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Im on my knees, but you dont notice me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f8cnsxYItS8/TwYQrAerz8I/AAAAAAAABao/o8KicAiSkQA/s1600/IMG_0108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f8cnsxYItS8/TwYQrAerz8I/AAAAAAAABao/o8KicAiSkQA/s200/IMG_0108.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had our advisor meetings today for the third day of orientation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Before that, though, we had to sit through four hours of presentations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I only had to listen to two hours worth because I decided to skip the first few ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ive heard it all before anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, heres the most interesting part of every semester (no more terms) - class list!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Introduction to the Performing Arts (THTRE106)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Descriptive English Grammar (ENGL220)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Introduction to Communication Studies (COMST101)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Stars, Galaxies, and Cosmology (ASTRO150)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Its amazing the amount of classes they offer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, one goes to my English major, one to my Communication Studies major, and the other two are Gen Ed classes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Im excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-2514747422347326588?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/2514747422347326588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=2514747422347326588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-5978970810842504131</id><published>2012-01-04T18:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T18:28:09.192-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Im just playing along.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KSJ5zHiyw1s/TwTpdrmHVJI/AAAAAAAABaQ/LQbYVAuWpMA/s1600/IMG_0106.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KSJ5zHiyw1s/TwTpdrmHVJI/AAAAAAAABaQ/LQbYVAuWpMA/s200/IMG_0106.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I didnt have to wake up at 6AM this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I got to sleep for an extra two hours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had to go to the Thielen Health Center for a mandatory health screening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have my vaccination list with Upper Iowa, so all they did was take blood samples to test for immunity to the measles and tuberculosis or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then, Caanan took me on a campus tour, and helped me learn the places and the bus system.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you, babe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then, at 4PM, I had to go to the Memorial Union (alone) to get my passport and I-20 back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The line. . .OMG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was supposed to have gone to Golden Wok with my group at 5:40PM just now, but I skipped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First of all, Golden Wok kind of, well, sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Next, I got back to the apartment at 5PM, and I didnt want to have to go back out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, here I am, eating curry with rice at the apartment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Day Three of Orientation is tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thats the day with all the presentations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-5978970810842504131?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/5978970810842504131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=5978970810842504131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/5978970810842504131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/5978970810842504131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2012/01/im-just-playing-along.html' title='Im just playing along.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KSJ5zHiyw1s/TwTpdrmHVJI/AAAAAAAABaQ/LQbYVAuWpMA/s72-c/IMG_0106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-8884452951141871530</id><published>2012-01-03T14:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T14:42:36.701-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It was a short hello, but a long goodbye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sJIrcS-FjvE/TwNm3fC9IGI/AAAAAAAABaE/rBLrTsN0XR4/s1600/Picture0039.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sJIrcS-FjvE/TwNm3fC9IGI/AAAAAAAABaE/rBLrTsN0XR4/s200/Picture0039.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was the first day of the Spring Semester 2012 International Student Orientation today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had to wake up at 6AM to make it to the 8AM check-in at the Memorial Union.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We didnt do much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was all administrative stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got our ISU ID!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There was a presentation after lunch, but I skipped it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I already know what theyre going to talk about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went through a lot of presentations already when I first got to UIU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I dont need to hear it again here in ISU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It sucks that Thursday is going to be a full day of presentations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have to go because somewhere in there is going to be an advisor meeting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-8884452951141871530?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/8884452951141871530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=8884452951141871530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/8884452951141871530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/8884452951141871530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2012/01/it-was-short-hello-but-long-goodbye.html' title='It was a short hello, but a long goodbye.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sJIrcS-FjvE/TwNm3fC9IGI/AAAAAAAABaE/rBLrTsN0XR4/s72-c/Picture0039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-8895055385446752066</id><published>2012-01-02T13:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T13:12:03.854-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I have this breath, and I hold it tight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The most curious envelope arrived in the mail the other day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I threw it away already, so I dont have a picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its contents were even more curious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_LuFf_Cdank/TwH_1v3gpUI/AAAAAAAABZo/0lhjQpamO7s/s1600/P1010013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_LuFf_Cdank/TwH_1v3gpUI/AAAAAAAABZo/0lhjQpamO7s/s200/P1010013.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I apparently won two cruise tickets to the Bahamas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uKYU-ht7Yec/TwH_2YZLVxI/AAAAAAAABZw/kzN7_3R9v_o/s1600/P1010014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uKYU-ht7Yec/TwH_2YZLVxI/AAAAAAAABZw/kzN7_3R9v_o/s200/P1010014.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It even came with a $1,300 travel check that can be used on the cruise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RVnImDeKfiQ/TwH_3jY02VI/AAAAAAAABZ4/uvm795n8_Do/s1600/P1010015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RVnImDeKfiQ/TwH_3jY02VI/AAAAAAAABZ4/uvm795n8_Do/s200/P1010015.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is supposedly the redemption voucher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apparently, we won it, but we still have to call to claim it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It looked extremely legit, so Caanan decided to give it a shot and call the number.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When they asked for a credit card number for the $59 that we have to pay for "tax," we knew it was a scam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, if youre in the United States and you get this in the mail, its a scam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can call if you dont believe me, but if they ask for a credit card number, please dont give it to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its a scam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-8895055385446752066?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_LuFf_Cdank/TwH_1v3gpUI/AAAAAAAABZo/0lhjQpamO7s/s72-c/P1010013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-7396556052592915483</id><published>2012-01-01T14:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T14:01:39.618-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our hearts have been equivalent from the start.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y5lulT7tGmw/TwC5XtuseUI/AAAAAAAABZc/uQEMFhDXQdQ/s1600/IMG_0112.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y5lulT7tGmw/TwC5XtuseUI/AAAAAAAABZc/uQEMFhDXQdQ/s200/IMG_0112.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It is 2012.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The wind has been blowing hardcore, making a ruckus, since last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It feels like impending doom to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My New Years Eve was mellow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Caanan and I went for Thai at The Spice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That was our first, but definitely not last, time there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The food was amazing, and the prices were decent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Caanan had Chicken Pad Thai and a smoothie, and I had Pineapple Fried Rice and raspberry iced tea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted to take pictures, but my camera had run out of juice, so boo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then, we went for Sherlock Holmes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One word: disappointing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Orientation starts on Tuesday, and Im both excited and nervous at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Its going to be very different from Upper Iowa University.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Fingers crossed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-7396556052592915483?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/7396556052592915483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=7396556052592915483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/7396556052592915483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/7396556052592915483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2012/01/our-hearts-have-been-equivalent-from.html' title='Our hearts have been equivalent from the start.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y5lulT7tGmw/TwC5XtuseUI/AAAAAAAABZc/uQEMFhDXQdQ/s72-c/IMG_0112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-2353526840371664414</id><published>2011-12-31T13:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T13:26:26.889-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It sits perched on your arm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I refuse to make this day special.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Instead of listing out my resolutions, I am going to show you how to use dry nail polish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was my first time using them yesterday, and I decided to try making a picture tutorial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_WtfFBjvePI/Tv9cznqYkpI/AAAAAAAABY4/msHojEoV2OU/s1600/Picture0035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_WtfFBjvePI/Tv9cznqYkpI/AAAAAAAABY4/msHojEoV2OU/s200/Picture0035.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the Incoco nail polish applique that came in my December Birchbox.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The sample pack came with 12 strips for if you mess up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First things first, you clean your nails with nail polish remover, and file your tips as prep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Next, you tear off one of the strips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Theres a plastic sheet that youll then have to peel off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then, you gently lift the polish off of the strip and fit it on your finger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qdy3tFXgk-8/Tv9cz7HHTWI/AAAAAAAABZA/v_qj_xeuwi0/s1600/Picture0036.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qdy3tFXgk-8/Tv9cz7HHTWI/AAAAAAAABZA/v_qj_xeuwi0/s200/Picture0036.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It should look like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The tricky part comes next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Youll have to file off the excess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I dont know how its supposed to be done, but I pressed down the excess, then filed off both sides before attempting the middle part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RjcFOemkrlA/Tv9c0HvA-7I/AAAAAAAABZI/cjV5cZiDYHs/s1600/Picture0037.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RjcFOemkrlA/Tv9c0HvA-7I/AAAAAAAABZI/cjV5cZiDYHs/s200/Picture0037.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It will hopefully turn out like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lastly, repeat the same steps on your other fingers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_CaUcjd0BTA/Tv9c0bSm4OI/AAAAAAAABZQ/Lbbl6YCzJLc/s1600/Picture0038.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_CaUcjd0BTA/Tv9c0bSm4OI/AAAAAAAABZQ/Lbbl6YCzJLc/s200/Picture0038.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Voila!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Note: you can also use dry nail polish on your toes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Words of wisdom: be gentle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I probably look awkward and high in those pictures, but I was honestly just the former.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ill try to make myself more photogenic next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-2353526840371664414?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/2353526840371664414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=2353526840371664414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/2353526840371664414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/2353526840371664414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/12/it-sits-perched-on-your-arm.html' title='It sits perched on your arm.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_WtfFBjvePI/Tv9cznqYkpI/AAAAAAAABY4/msHojEoV2OU/s72-c/Picture0035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-7759959588239150881</id><published>2011-12-30T12:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T12:39:20.557-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If you cant understand me, leave me in my cloud.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I actually stuck to my word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I dont know how interesting this post is going to be, considering how long its been procrastinated, but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanksgiving fell on the 24th of last month, if I recall correctly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caanan and I didnt do much, but we did whip up a feast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Behold!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(These pictures are courtesy of Caanan, who went crazy with my camera.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LmiSYWUbCA0/Tv4AxgJ1lMI/AAAAAAAABX0/o3EI-sMniBA/s1600/P1010010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LmiSYWUbCA0/Tv4AxgJ1lMI/AAAAAAAABX0/o3EI-sMniBA/s200/P1010010.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Rg5z0ufidI/Tv4A4Jr9KhI/AAAAAAAABYs/BbdJNahQtd0/s1600/P1010024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Rg5z0ufidI/Tv4A4Jr9KhI/AAAAAAAABYs/BbdJNahQtd0/s200/P1010024.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We made mini spring rolls as appetizers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The filling is cabbage, carrots, and Vienna sausage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We learned that Caanan makes prettier spring rolls than I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1KigGYEDXXo/Tv4Azg3twEI/AAAAAAAABYE/2XAPxddhxe0/s1600/P1010017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1KigGYEDXXo/Tv4Azg3twEI/AAAAAAAABYE/2XAPxddhxe0/s200/P1010017.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The main course consisted of green bean casserole, cheese potato bake, and (of course) turkey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Im not going to fluff this post with recipes, so shoot me an email or something if you want them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AmKMGtMdCoo/Tv4A1WPP3DI/AAAAAAAABYU/WGL-6AdhdB0/s1600/P1010019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AmKMGtMdCoo/Tv4A1WPP3DI/AAAAAAAABYU/WGL-6AdhdB0/s200/P1010019.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The main course also consisted of croissants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thats cooked green bean casserole on the bottom left and half-eaten turkey on the right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uPAjKAjP-F4/Tv4A3RW2mrI/AAAAAAAABYk/ayVT4f5_nEM/s1600/P1010021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uPAjKAjP-F4/Tv4A3RW2mrI/AAAAAAAABYk/ayVT4f5_nEM/s200/P1010021.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dont forget cranberry sauce!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-THEf0PnPsxc/Tv4A0jVsaSI/AAAAAAAABYM/UREv-Z1uKmw/s1600/P1010018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-THEf0PnPsxc/Tv4A0jVsaSI/AAAAAAAABYM/UREv-Z1uKmw/s200/P1010018.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is Caanans first out of his three loaded plates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We definitely pigged out that night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had leftovers that lasted us three more days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PMUUq7Rp-QQ/Tv4AyonbwqI/AAAAAAAABX8/z8ByIdcGeyE/s1600/P1010014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PMUUq7Rp-QQ/Tv4AyonbwqI/AAAAAAAABX8/z8ByIdcGeyE/s200/P1010014.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last but not least, we made fruit salad for dessert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Its chopped apples in yogurt and banana puree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Warning: do not leave it in the fridge overnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They probably dont look appetizing in the pictures, verging on disgusting even, but they were amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was my first Thanksgiving dinner, which made it all the more amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-7759959588239150881?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/7759959588239150881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=7759959588239150881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/7759959588239150881'/><link rel='self' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-8339561673137614100</id><published>2011-12-29T14:28:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T14:28:59.736-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I dont want to let it lay me down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IQV9qqPNySU/TsF20githLI/AAAAAAAABVs/At80rMEgaX0/s1600/P1010003+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IQV9qqPNySU/TsF20githLI/AAAAAAAABVs/At80rMEgaX0/s200/P1010003+%25282%2529.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, it is that time of the month again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I received my December Birchbox on the 14th, but I never really got around to blogging about it, so I apologize. I was also actually supposed to have gotten this done by the 26th, but I didnt, so I apologize again. Instead of breaking into profuse apologies, I will try to make it up to you by blogging not only about the products, but about my thoughts on them as well. I have already tried them, you see. This way, Ill be able to blog about another heavily procrastinated topic tomorrow--Thanksgiving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Again, this is not an advertorial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yN_927IMZmw/TvzC0XhiRhI/AAAAAAAABW4/QRWCP7yWerc/s1600/P1010031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yN_927IMZmw/TvzC0XhiRhI/AAAAAAAABW4/QRWCP7yWerc/s200/P1010031.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a mineral body lotion by Ahava.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ahava is a pretty well-known brand, I think. Although I havent really heard of it prior to this, Ive seen its products in stores, as well as in commercials and advertisements. Personally, Im not a fan of this product. It smells pretty and all, but it just doesnt apply smoothly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Birchbox says, "This light moisturizer sinks in quickly to add marathon moisture--natural aloe and witch hazel extracts add a fresh, energizing scent."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The full-size product (8.5oz) sells for $24.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RBcMAh3RCKk/TvzC1LAiC9I/AAAAAAAABXA/ILK6kkhIAG0/s1600/P1010033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RBcMAh3RCKk/TvzC1LAiC9I/AAAAAAAABXA/ILK6kkhIAG0/s200/P1010033.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is an Obliphica hair treatment by Amika.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love this product! I apply it to damp toweled-dry hair, and the results are instantaneous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Birchbox says, "This versatile hair oil can be used on damp or dry hair, and adds manageability, softness, and shine. Bonus: it smells gorgeous."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The full-size product (3.38floz) sells for $34.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7axZIGBXL0U/TvzC2MCaliI/AAAAAAAABXI/gZhVkv5nl3I/s1600/P1010034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7axZIGBXL0U/TvzC2MCaliI/AAAAAAAABXI/gZhVkv5nl3I/s200/P1010034.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZkHOZrpbuM/TvzC3VYTREI/AAAAAAAABXQ/uj73qGfGF50/s1600/P1010036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZkHOZrpbuM/TvzC3VYTREI/AAAAAAAABXQ/uj73qGfGF50/s200/P1010036.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a nail polish applique by Incoco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I havent applied them yet, but I might do it today, then take pictures or something. Youll be in the loop, dont worry. I kind of dont like the design, but we'll see how it turns out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Birchbox says, "Eye-catching nail strips are the latest trend--try them on your fingers or toes."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The full-size product (16 strips) sells for $10.99.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7p4t9CcvZSU/TvzC4eghwDI/AAAAAAAABXY/zuseQvhAMDs/s1600/P1010038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7p4t9CcvZSU/TvzC4eghwDI/AAAAAAAABXY/zuseQvhAMDs/s200/P1010038.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a moisturizing lip gloss in Birchbox Pink by Jouer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah, I LOLed at the color too. Anyway, Jouer, we meet again, and you didnt disappoint. Unlike other "moisturizing" lip glosses, this one doesnt dry out in five seconds. The color and the moisture stays on pretty long. If youre worried about the color, dont. Its really not too bright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Birchbox says, "We teamed up with one of our favorite brands to create this custom fuchsia shade. Apply one coat for semi-sheer pigment, or build it for a hot pink pout."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The full-size product (0.21oz) sells for $20.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-omadu9zrPAI/TvzC5ioUf5I/AAAAAAAABXg/S1bSh1D8v1w/s1600/P1010043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-omadu9zrPAI/TvzC5ioUf5I/AAAAAAAABXg/S1bSh1D8v1w/s200/P1010043.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is designer fashion tape by ShowStoppers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ive never used fashion tape before, but I probably should start, LOL. Im just waiting for an event to pop up so that I can go dress shopping and use this tape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Birchbox says, "Celeb stylists swear by these double-sided tape strips, which will ensure that your party dress stays perfectly in place."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The full-size product (24 strips) sells for $9.99.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7A1JXskTXt8/TvzC6ab3pBI/AAAAAAAABXo/EnTr5fT0U6A/s1600/P1010046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7A1JXskTXt8/TvzC6ab3pBI/AAAAAAAABXo/EnTr5fT0U6A/s200/P1010046.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is an orange natural energy booster by EBoost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I shook up a bottle of this yesterday when we had to wake up early to help Cramer and Ashley move into their first ever house (gasp!). I took my first sip and cringed. It tastes like those Emergen-C packets, but sweeter. I dont know the true effects of this product because I didnt finish my bottle, but Ill stick with my coffee, thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Birchbox says, "Bounce back post-party with this tangy citrus energy booster, which dissolves in water to give you a mega-dose of nutrients."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The full-size product (20 packets) sells for $28.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I apologize (yet again) for these shitty pictures. I took them next to the night light before I went to bed, with red Sephora paper instead of the white one that came in my Birchbox, but thats beside the point. If you want your own Birchbox, click&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.birchbox.com/?raf=nhyy4" style="background-color: white; letter-spacing: 1px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to join. If you want to buy these products, click the same link. Ill see you tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-8339561673137614100?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/8339561673137614100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=8339561673137614100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/8339561673137614100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/8339561673137614100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-dont-want-to-let-it-lay-me-down.html' title='I dont want to let it lay me down.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IQV9qqPNySU/TsF20githLI/AAAAAAAABVs/At80rMEgaX0/s72-c/P1010003+%25282%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-3934222786810261018</id><published>2011-12-25T13:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T14:01:46.584-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First, your heart beats me, and then your churchbells ring.</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas, everyone! I know this is probably your 374957th time hearing this, but whatever. I havent updated in a while (didnt really have the mood to), so I figured what better time. Anyway! Besides trying to revive my blog, Im posting also to let you know that I will be showing you my December Birchbox, which I got once upon a time (not really, just a couple weeks ago, I think). Itll be in tomorrows post, if all goes according to plan. I am in Ames, getting lazy over Winter break. School starts in two weeks, orientation in one, so Ive got to get organized here, meaning unpack, which I havent. So, if you see a post tomorrow (or tonight), it means Ive finally gotten shit done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS I made Buffalo wings for brunch, and Caanan will be making chilli for dinner, followed by my sugar cookies for dessert. That, ladies and gentlemen, is our Christmas feast, LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-3934222786810261018?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/3934222786810261018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=3934222786810261018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/3934222786810261018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/3934222786810261018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/12/first-your-heart-beats-me-and-then-your.html' title='First, your heart beats me, and then your churchbells ring.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-1556286714965615835</id><published>2011-12-15T14:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T14:42:16.979-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Its like a perfect picture of ordinary life.</title><content type='html'>My Birchbox is here! It came yesterday actually, but one of the samples spilled or something, so Im asking for an exchange. Ill definitely post pictures up when the new one gets here, so check back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-1556286714965615835?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/1556286714965615835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=1556286714965615835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/1556286714965615835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/1556286714965615835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-like-perfect-picture-of-ordinary.html' title='Its like a perfect picture of ordinary life.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-6501965146540885806</id><published>2011-11-23T20:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T20:23:29.883-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pre-Thanksgiving feast:&lt;div&gt;Crispy spring rolls, popiah, chicken gulai, pecan pie, eggnog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cant wait for the Thanksgiving dinner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-6501965146540885806?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/6501965146540885806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=6501965146540885806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/6501965146540885806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/6501965146540885806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/11/pre-thanksgiving-feast-crispy-spring.html' title=''/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-8507816144634996401</id><published>2011-11-18T22:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T22:39:35.871-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My double standardized suspicion is remedied.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YCfnrzVVyiw/TsGJsHLy5oI/AAAAAAAABWM/YCqRbSf5Cvc/s1600/P1010016+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YCfnrzVVyiw/TsGJsHLy5oI/AAAAAAAABWM/YCqRbSf5Cvc/s200/P1010016+%25282%2529.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I started using the Thymes eucalyptus body lotion today. I expected it to smell like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hMeGzCdpqqs/Tscy_VkYBiI/AAAAAAAABWs/0YWx0OuZdTA/s1600/P1010007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hMeGzCdpqqs/Tscy_VkYBiI/AAAAAAAABWs/0YWx0OuZdTA/s200/P1010007.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;my Noxzema Clean Moisture deep cleansing cream, but it smells like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.omindiaplaza.com/images/dettol%20soap.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://www.omindiaplaza.com/images/dettol%20soap.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dettol antibacterial soap. Ew much. Im not sure how good it is yet, but I'll keep you updated. This Birchbox thing is really giving me things to blog about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-8507816144634996401?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/8507816144634996401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=8507816144634996401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/8507816144634996401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/8507816144634996401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-double-standardized-suspicion-is.html' title='My double standardized suspicion is remedied.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YCfnrzVVyiw/TsGJsHLy5oI/AAAAAAAABWM/YCqRbSf5Cvc/s72-c/P1010016+%25282%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-7145862868836147523</id><published>2011-11-16T15:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T15:24:05.793-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We know that our mouths arent locked through forced doors.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YCfnrzVVyiw/TsGJsHLy5oI/AAAAAAAABWM/YCqRbSf5Cvc/s1600/P1010016+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YCfnrzVVyiw/TsGJsHLy5oI/AAAAAAAABWM/YCqRbSf5Cvc/s200/P1010016+%25282%2529.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will be reviewing the Kimono Rose body lotion by Thymes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was able to use it generously on my arms twice, and Im pretty satisfied with it. Unlike most body lotions that suffocate your skin upon application, Kimono Rose almost immediately absorbs into your skin, making it feel light and fresh. The floral scent of clementine, cassis, rose, peony, and jasmine is overpowering during application, but once its had the chance to unwind, its actually pretty pleasant. I apply it before I go to bed, and I wake up to satin skin. I tried it on one arm to compare it to my other arm, and the difference is very obvious. Its amazing; I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thymes, I will be seeing more of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-7145862868836147523?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/7145862868836147523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=7145862868836147523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/7145862868836147523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/7145862868836147523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/11/we-know-that-our-mouths-arent-locked.html' title='We know that our mouths arent locked through forced doors.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YCfnrzVVyiw/TsGJsHLy5oI/AAAAAAAABWM/YCqRbSf5Cvc/s72-c/P1010016+%25282%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-532743567153848675</id><published>2011-11-15T15:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T15:30:16.043-06:00</updated><title type='text'>There are so many different ways of collecting all the strays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IiYW3-Fjdmw/TsGTvO4PswI/AAAAAAAABWU/OxHyQdj9E3w/s1600/P1010017+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IiYW3-Fjdmw/TsGTvO4PswI/AAAAAAAABWU/OxHyQdj9E3w/s200/P1010017+%25282%2529.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sX2cQELJYu0/TsLYa2RgcBI/AAAAAAAABWk/BvTtcZ0yljU/s1600/P1010002+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sX2cQELJYu0/TsLYa2RgcBI/AAAAAAAABWk/BvTtcZ0yljU/s200/P1010002+%25282%2529.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a nail polish in Noel by Zoya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I know I said that I'll review this with the others next week, but I couldnt wait. I wasnt thrilled that I got this shade because I already have three other shades of blue nail polish, but I actually like it. Color-wise, its amazing--glittery blue that looks really 3D and sculptured. Application-wise, it glides on smoothly. All in all, Im definitely getting more Zoya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Its the blue one in the picture, by the way (duh). The pink shade that Im also wearing is a nail polish in Coral Light by Elianto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-532743567153848675?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/532743567153848675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=532743567153848675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/532743567153848675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/532743567153848675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/11/there-are-so-many-different-ways-of.html' title='There are so many different ways of collecting all the strays.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IiYW3-Fjdmw/TsGTvO4PswI/AAAAAAAABWU/OxHyQdj9E3w/s72-c/P1010017+%25282%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-6795495540586225160</id><published>2011-11-14T14:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T16:28:13.980-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a damsel in distress, Im stressing you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8nYX7Jhm9q4/TsF2V8laKgI/AAAAAAAABVk/zrm0LzN34rU/s1600/P1010001+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8nYX7Jhm9q4/TsF2V8laKgI/AAAAAAAABVk/zrm0LzN34rU/s200/P1010001+%25282%2529.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Does this look familiar to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IQV9qqPNySU/TsF20githLI/AAAAAAAABVs/At80rMEgaX0/s1600/P1010003+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IQV9qqPNySU/TsF20githLI/AAAAAAAABVs/At80rMEgaX0/s200/P1010003+%25282%2529.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If you guessed "Birchbox," youre right!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Birchbox is a monthly subscription service where you pay $10 every month to get a personalized box of four to five beauty samples mailed to your doorstep. Unlike the foil-packaged samples that you get in magazines, for instance, Birchbox sends you travel-sized bottles of luxe cosmetics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I heard of them through Facebook, and I did some research, only to surprise myself with their popularity. If you go on YouTube, youd be swamped with beauty enthusiasts raving over their Birchboxes. I received my very first Birchbox today, and Im excited to share its contents with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is not an advertorial, by the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W0jWBeBpQqE/TsGEIuO11JI/AAAAAAAABV0/NL-LxLZYgks/s1600/P1010007+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W0jWBeBpQqE/TsGEIuO11JI/AAAAAAAABV0/NL-LxLZYgks/s200/P1010007+%25282%2529.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a lip enhancer by Jouer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Winter is approaching, and this will definitely come in handy. I'll try it out for a week, then let you guys know if its worth buying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;According to Birchbox, "This best seller hydrates, plumps, and conditions lips. We're hooked and we're betting you will be, too!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8yJKCZDNJio/TsGFOpGDxfI/AAAAAAAABV8/BmBB2IPvweE/s1600/P1010012+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8yJKCZDNJio/TsGFOpGDxfI/AAAAAAAABV8/BmBB2IPvweE/s200/P1010012+%25282%2529.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nQVxX4-0koA/TsGFkDBj0uI/AAAAAAAABWE/hTJS6VhZB2U/s1600/P1010014+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nQVxX4-0koA/TsGFkDBj0uI/AAAAAAAABWE/hTJS6VhZB2U/s200/P1010014+%25282%2529.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is "Twirl," a fragrance by Kate Spade New York.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Honestly, it smells just like every other fragrance. It strangely reminds me of &lt;i&gt;Americas Next Top Model&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;According to Birchbox, "Classic beauty lovers adore this flirty scent, which is a fresh update on a timeless fruity floral." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YCfnrzVVyiw/TsGJsHLy5oI/AAAAAAAABWM/YCqRbSf5Cvc/s1600/P1010016+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YCfnrzVVyiw/TsGJsHLy5oI/AAAAAAAABWM/YCqRbSf5Cvc/s200/P1010016+%25282%2529.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a eucalyptus body lotion and "Kimono Rose," another body lotion, both by Thymes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These body lotions will definitely come in handy during Winter. I'll try it out for a week, then let you guys know if its worth buying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;According to Birchbox, "Put this one on your wish list: skin-saving botanicals and shea butter combine in a luxurious lotion."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IiYW3-Fjdmw/TsGTvO4PswI/AAAAAAAABWU/OxHyQdj9E3w/s1600/P1010017+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IiYW3-Fjdmw/TsGTvO4PswI/AAAAAAAABWU/OxHyQdj9E3w/s200/P1010017+%25282%2529.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a nail polish in Noel by Zoya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I havent tried it out yet, but I'll make sure to include it in next weeks Birchbox review, so check back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;According to Birchbox, "This shimmery denim shade from Zoyas holiday 2011 collection fits just right--just like your favorite blue jeans."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jHW8tNMtsdU/TsGUp_MWyaI/AAAAAAAABWc/QXYCOmBg02s/s1600/P1010021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jHW8tNMtsdU/TsGUp_MWyaI/AAAAAAAABWc/QXYCOmBg02s/s200/P1010021.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a hair tie by Alex &amp;amp; Isabelle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It works great as a wristband too! It even matches my nail polish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;According to Birchbox, "No more snags and crimps! These colorful elastics are a step up from regular ol hair bands."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you want your very own Birchbox, click &lt;a href="http://www.birchbox.com/?raf=nhyy4" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to join. Otherwise, check back next week, and I'll have the reviews up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-6795495540586225160?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/6795495540586225160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=6795495540586225160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/6795495540586225160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/6795495540586225160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/11/like-damsel-in-distress-im-stressing.html' title='Like a damsel in distress, Im stressing you.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8nYX7Jhm9q4/TsF2V8laKgI/AAAAAAAABVk/zrm0LzN34rU/s72-c/P1010001+%25282%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-8342514589570809122</id><published>2011-11-10T22:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T22:23:11.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blood Donation Process</title><content type='html'>In Malaysia, you have to be at least 18 years of age to be a blood donor. Ive been waiting for my 18th birthday to become eligible, but I spent my 18th birthday in the USA, where you can be a blood donor at 16, as long as you have parental consent. I am now 19, and completely eligible; however, I didnt go last year because I had no one to go with, and I didnt want to go alone. This year, being three years over the requirement, I went, dragging Sandra with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my first time donating blood, and the nurse had to talk me through the process, to soothe my nerves. In todays blog post, I will be explaining the process to all of you who have never donated blood, but are planning to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that you do is, of course, sign in. If youre already a blood donor, great! Youll already know what to do. If youre not, present a photo ID, then wait to be handed a medical evaluation form thing to fill up. Youll also be given a bottle of water that youll have to finish. After filling up the form and reading the educational material that comes along with it, youll get your finger pricked for a blood sample to test for stuff. Your temperature, pulse, and blood pressure will be taken. All of these steps are to screen people for eligibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The painful part is over. You will proceed to finally donate your blood! A tourniquet will be secured to the arm of your choice. The nurse will then poke around the inside of your elbow to find the best vein to poke. Once found, the procedure is reminiscent of getting a piercing--the nurse will mark the spot with a marker, then produce a longass needle, which then goes into the vein (or artery whatever I dont care). A complicated series of tubes and stuff goes along with the needle. Ignore them, which you probably will because immediately after the needle goes in, you feel the hot blood leave your body, gasp! Youll be given a squishy ball thing to squeeze to make the blood flow more efficient. Five minutes later, youd already have had a ton of blood leave your body. The bag will probably be full by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The machine beeps. Nurse comes over. Prepares to remove the needle. You prepare to have the needle removed. OMFG PAIN DIE YOU. And that is all. You are done. Congratulations, you are now officially a blood donor, heres your free orange juice and t-shirt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-8342514589570809122?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/8342514589570809122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=8342514589570809122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/8342514589570809122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/8342514589570809122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/11/blood-donation-process.html' title='The Blood Donation Process'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-5384716666519107514</id><published>2011-11-08T16:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T16:54:16.600-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We are all tired talk when it comes to shove.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QxKb_r_7aMM/TrmyGPDzlXI/AAAAAAAABVc/R8ufKWrswzg/s1600/18+April+2011.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QxKb_r_7aMM/TrmyGPDzlXI/AAAAAAAABVc/R8ufKWrswzg/s200/18+April+2011.png" width="143" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It sucks that Im three hours away from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks that your gift hasnt arrived yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks that we cant have sushi this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well. In six weeks time, we'll finally be together for ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 23rd birthday, darling. I love you! No, Ill never tire of saying that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-5384716666519107514?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/5384716666519107514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=5384716666519107514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/5384716666519107514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/5384716666519107514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/11/we-are-all-tired-talk-when-it-comes-to.html' title='We are all tired talk when it comes to shove.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QxKb_r_7aMM/TrmyGPDzlXI/AAAAAAAABVc/R8ufKWrswzg/s72-c/18+April+2011.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-8216844761324155128</id><published>2011-10-28T19:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T19:34:45.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Youre a faded moon.</title><content type='html'>Have you heard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to Iowa State University!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sent me my acceptance package a few days ago. Ill be moving to Ames in December, and classes start on the 9th of January. Im not transferring because Upper Iowa University is just the shittiest place ever, I just love Ames more. Who wouldnt pick Ames over Fayette, seriously? Its at least a town that doesnt completely shut down after 9PM. Fayette would probably survive a Y2K situation; theyre already used to living like its 10,000BCE. Thats so mean, LOL. Oh, well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna go crazy tryna decide on a major to replace Communications. They have a fuckload of majors to pick from that are kinda like Communications, but not quite, and sound more interesting, so OMFG, its gonna be fucking epic! Hyperventilating now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-8216844761324155128?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/8216844761324155128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=8216844761324155128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/8216844761324155128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/8216844761324155128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/10/youre-faded-moon.html' title='Youre a faded moon.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-7672731204641451718</id><published>2011-10-26T19:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T19:34:45.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know you have the perfect boyfriend when he asks if you want to go watch Breaking Dawn without you bringing it up, without you constantly moaning about it, without you blackmailing him to bring you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the perfect boyfriend. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-7672731204641451718?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/7672731204641451718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=7672731204641451718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/7672731204641451718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/7672731204641451718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-know-you-have-perfect-boyfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-3561661403040707674</id><published>2011-10-13T18:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T18:17:25.181-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Im tired of your open mouth crawling inside my skin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aEbPrWEXG30/TpdtLdOiRBI/AAAAAAAABVI/9nOJSi1RlzA/s1600/13+October+2011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aEbPrWEXG30/TpdtLdOiRBI/AAAAAAAABVI/9nOJSi1RlzA/s200/13+October+2011.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The term is actually coming to an end. After my ENG211 final and ENG201 portfolio tomorrow, and both final papers on Sunday, Ill be done with Fall I. Next term, I was supposed to be taking only Intercultural Communication (COMM221) and Introduction to Computer Applications (MIS101), but I wanted to take Badminton (HPER10003) so my new schedule is COMM221, HPER10003 and guess what? Guess guess guess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marketing Principles (BA208)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA! WTF RIGHT? SOCKS TAKING A BUSINESS CLASS THE WORLD MUST REALLY BE COMING TO AN END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I really wouldnt be taking BA208 if I had a choice. I didnt so yeah. It was the only 12:50PM class available thats REQUIRED IN MY MAJOR. -.- I have two/three other business classes that I have to take because theyre REQUIRED IN MY MAJOR. Hopefully, things are different in ISU and Communications majors dont have to take business classes for core requirements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor GPA is sure to drop after BA208 next term.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-3561661403040707674?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/3561661403040707674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=3561661403040707674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/3561661403040707674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/3561661403040707674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-tired-of-your-open-mouth-crawling.html' title='Im tired of your open mouth crawling inside my skin.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aEbPrWEXG30/TpdtLdOiRBI/AAAAAAAABVI/9nOJSi1RlzA/s72-c/13+October+2011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-6103029978970127981</id><published>2011-10-02T00:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T00:14:07.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The caretaker is now the undertaker.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T1PoBM5AtiI/Tofu62hODlI/AAAAAAAABVE/EXsde1pFKOo/s1600/1+October+2011.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="243" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T1PoBM5AtiI/Tofu62hODlI/AAAAAAAABVE/EXsde1pFKOo/s320/1+October+2011.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school took some of the international students to Elgin, IA today, and we got to participate in this annual event called the Maize Maze. Its basically a maze cut into a corn field. I suppose it probably looks like a bootleg crop circle from a birds-eye view, LOL. This years maze was designed by Harold Waterman, an Upper Iowa graduate. It was in the shape of one of those old telephones, but I forgot the significance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We entered the maze in groups of three or four, and I was with Sandra, Ella, and Najwa. In the maze, besides getting out, we still had, I think, twelve mailboxes to find, as marked on our map. They contain answers to corresponding quiz questions that came with our map. It was supposed to be educational, but we were competitive as hell so who gave a fuck about learning anything? We just wanted to be the first ones out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out, we werent. We were the second last, LOL. Epic fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a bonfire after, where we got to make smores. Xosoo (I think thats how his name is spelt. Thats what it says on Facebook. Oh, well) just wanted to make but not eat, so he gave his to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was nice. Id definitely go back a second time, but I probably want to be as far away from Fayette as possible, and be in Iowa State soon so yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-6103029978970127981?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/6103029978970127981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=6103029978970127981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/6103029978970127981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/6103029978970127981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/10/caretaker-is-now-undertaker.html' title='The caretaker is now the undertaker.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T1PoBM5AtiI/Tofu62hODlI/AAAAAAAABVE/EXsde1pFKOo/s72-c/1+October+2011.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-2001855082534036102</id><published>2011-09-26T12:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T12:55:35.719-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My spirit is sleeping somewhere cold.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-16lKDIw1LFE/ToC7nz2Ah-I/AAAAAAAABUg/kn5TrgJSVhQ/s1600/20+July+2011.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-16lKDIw1LFE/ToC7nz2Ah-I/AAAAAAAABUg/kn5TrgJSVhQ/s200/20+July+2011.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Serra has a conference to attend today and tomorrow. Since I have him for both of my classes, Im free all the way until Wednesday! Of course, I like to spend my holidays in Ames, which is where I am now. Caanan picked me up after practice on Friday. He drove three hours to Fayette, then another three back to Ames on the day of our first anniversary. I feel so loved. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-2001855082534036102?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/2001855082534036102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=2001855082534036102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/2001855082534036102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/2001855082534036102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-spirit-is-sleeping-somewhere-cold.html' title='My spirit is sleeping somewhere cold.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-16lKDIw1LFE/ToC7nz2Ah-I/AAAAAAAABUg/kn5TrgJSVhQ/s72-c/20+July+2011.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-3331209970513987820</id><published>2011-09-14T12:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T12:40:25.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I find myself repeating like a broken tune.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QnIgJCWDfPY/TnDme8BOvqI/AAAAAAAABUc/ZHtjGqJ20LQ/s1600/IMG_0028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QnIgJCWDfPY/TnDme8BOvqI/AAAAAAAABUc/ZHtjGqJ20LQ/s200/IMG_0028.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this whole list of things that I wanted to blog about, but I cant seem to recall anything; this sucks. All I know is that everyone makes fun of everyone - sometimes behind their backs - and its really funny. The scary part is that youll never know if that person could be you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-3331209970513987820?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/3331209970513987820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=3331209970513987820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/3331209970513987820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/3331209970513987820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-find-myself-repeating-like-broken.html' title='I find myself repeating like a broken tune.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QnIgJCWDfPY/TnDme8BOvqI/AAAAAAAABUc/ZHtjGqJ20LQ/s72-c/IMG_0028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-8342373754292615057</id><published>2011-09-13T11:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T12:36:11.918-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Right under my feet, theres air made of bricks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YU0lZPlWubI/Tm9_ll6tAII/AAAAAAAABUU/mQDz3_IIwcI/s1600/13+June+2011.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YU0lZPlWubI/Tm9_ll6tAII/AAAAAAAABUU/mQDz3_IIwcI/s200/13+June+2011.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My overpayment check is finally here! Im so relieved, OMG. Ive been going through a whole month with no form of money whatsoever. Well, I couldve always done some writing but I was too lazy so ahaha, it was probably my own fault. It feels like a have a lot to do today but I really doubt that. I want to go back to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-8342373754292615057?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/8342373754292615057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=8342373754292615057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/8342373754292615057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/8342373754292615057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/09/right-under-my-feet-theres-air-made-of.html' title='Right under my feet, theres air made of bricks.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YU0lZPlWubI/Tm9_ll6tAII/AAAAAAAABUU/mQDz3_IIwcI/s72-c/13+June+2011.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-6168041621910835930</id><published>2011-09-12T15:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T15:11:36.328-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I run over my own body with my own car.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OqoqJZuwSfM/Tm5kbChOilI/AAAAAAAABUQ/IcdKokE51m4/s1600/5+July+2011.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OqoqJZuwSfM/Tm5kbChOilI/AAAAAAAABUQ/IcdKokE51m4/s200/5+July+2011.png" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I should really start regularly blogging again. My excuse is always that I never have anything to talk about. I remember the days when I would force myself into finding something to talk about. Those were the days when I had such high hopes for my blog. Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, my classes are getting really boring. Its only been three weeks into the term, and Im already falling asleep in class, even with caffeine in my system. Ive also skipped class a few times even after telling myself that Im not going to do that anymore this time around. Sad. But hi, Im back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-6168041621910835930?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/6168041621910835930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=6168041621910835930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/6168041621910835930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/6168041621910835930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-run-over-my-own-body-with-my-own-car.html' title='I run over my own body with my own car.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OqoqJZuwSfM/Tm5kbChOilI/AAAAAAAABUQ/IcdKokE51m4/s72-c/5+July+2011.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-2573148598963215142</id><published>2011-09-05T21:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T21:07:47.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a nice &lt;del&gt;birthday&lt;/del&gt; birthweekend.&lt;br /&gt;Najwa, Nash, Aqilah, and I went to Ames for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;We met up with Caanan and Haniff, whos a friend of Nashs.&lt;br /&gt;I received the best birthday gift - a weekend with Caanan, and a small surprise party in Fayette.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, Najwa accidentally talked about the surprise in the car, but I didnt realize.&lt;br /&gt;Its like 2009 all over again, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so loved.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;PS: Dear Jazmint, since you always say that Tiger isnt real, Ella is now his godmother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-2573148598963215142?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/2573148598963215142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=2573148598963215142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Caanan.&lt;br /&gt;As you probably know, I felt like complete crap last week.&lt;br /&gt;I was lonely, stressed, and scared.&lt;br /&gt;It was stupid, I know, considering Ive been here before.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, the Malaysians are celebrating Hari Raya with Najwa, Nash, and Aqilah, who just joined our humble little community.&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, theyre going to Ames to celebrate it again with a bunch of Nashs friends.&lt;br /&gt;Im tagging along because, well, Ames is home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-125926533648484625?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/125926533648484625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-6172008778066467430</id><published>2011-08-24T17:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T17:20:50.739-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What is this feeling,&lt;br /&gt;this dread that constantly sits in my stomach?&lt;br /&gt;Im restless but confined.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to get out of here.&lt;br /&gt;Please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Rosalyn Chissicks&lt;br /&gt;"Colourbook" -&lt;br /&gt;I cant get enough of it.&lt;br /&gt;Its really dark and disturbing&lt;br /&gt;but oh so amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-6172008778066467430?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-2649090932182080963</id><published>2011-08-23T21:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T21:33:50.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What am I doing here?&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a fish out of water.&lt;br /&gt;It is as though I am looking in from the outside.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please make this pain stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, ENG211 is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Its British Literature I, where we discuss history, philosophy, and (of course) literature, combined.&lt;br /&gt;On our list is Alexander Pope, one of my favorite poets ever ever ever.&lt;br /&gt;How great is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENG201, though, is not so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Sure, its Expository Writing, but its just too technical for my liking.&lt;br /&gt;Im beginning to hate my writing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, life sucks right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-2649090932182080963?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/2649090932182080963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=2649090932182080963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/2649090932182080963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/2649090932182080963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-am-i-doing-here-i-feel-like-fish.html' title=''/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-5519384447697219908</id><published>2011-08-21T10:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T10:23:43.087-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel homesick.&lt;br /&gt;If home is where the heart is, I dont belong here.&lt;br /&gt;Home is Ames now.&lt;br /&gt;What am I doing in Fayette?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-5519384447697219908?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/5519384447697219908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=5519384447697219908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/5519384447697219908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/5519384447697219908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-feel-homesick.html' title=''/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-2957326681823877510</id><published>2011-08-11T00:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T00:46:41.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is quick but not quite painless.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs23/f/2008/014/3/f/number_one_by_beric18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 400px;" src="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs23/f/2008/014/3/f/number_one_by_beric18.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;FINALLY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-2957326681823877510?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/2957326681823877510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=2957326681823877510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/2957326681823877510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/2957326681823877510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-is-quick-but-not-quite-painless.html' title='This is quick but not quite painless.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-6282649186867556716</id><published>2011-08-10T00:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T00:43:49.559-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I think that youre more than a terrified witness behind the arbitrary line.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2009/357/d/8/d8ea177ae973025ed327980db09b5403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 327px; height: 372px;" src="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2009/357/d/8/d8ea177ae973025ed327980db09b5403.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its raining outside and the sound is beautiful - therapeutic, poetic even. Snuggled under Blue Blanky, writing, is just the perfect thing right now. I feel at peace. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-6282649186867556716?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/6282649186867556716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=6282649186867556716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/6282649186867556716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/6282649186867556716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-think-that-youre-more-than-terrified.html' title='I think that youre more than a terrified witness behind the arbitrary line.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-713547329698773816</id><published>2011-08-08T21:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T21:39:49.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In the crush of the dark, Ill be your light in the mist.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2011/200/5/b/3_by_aetria_chan-d40xvmw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2011/200/5/b/3_by_aetria_chan-d40xvmw.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Absence makes the heart grow fonder;&lt;br&gt;that is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-713547329698773816?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/713547329698773816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=713547329698773816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/713547329698773816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/713547329698773816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/08/in-crush-of-dark-ill-be-your-light-in.html' title='In the crush of the dark, Ill be your light in the mist.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-7950775802475774148</id><published>2011-08-06T20:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T20:56:09.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This empty laughter has no reason like a bottle of your favorite poison.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2011/210/e/9/e9cd12472cdec22ec4259f4c92ffbaa6-d4214sg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2011/210/e/9/e9cd12472cdec22ec4259f4c92ffbaa6-d4214sg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last Friday night (&lt;del&gt;cue Katy Perry song&lt;/del&gt;), I met up with my high school friends again - Jazmint, Irene, ViKern, Wai Meng, Weng Loong, Alex, Tze Lim, and Nalini. Somehow, we still manage to put two years behind us and it feels like we're back in high school again, sitting around the same table, laughing at the same jokes. Sigh, good times. I go back to the USA in five days and Ill be seeing Caanan again (finally!) so yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-7950775802475774148?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/7950775802475774148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=7950775802475774148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/7950775802475774148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/7950775802475774148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-empty-laughter-has-no-reason-like.html' title='This empty laughter has no reason like a bottle of your favorite poison.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-7821901786151598344</id><published>2011-08-04T05:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T05:44:48.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Im always crashing in my sanity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs40/i/2009/019/6/7/Train_Number_8_by_polexing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs40/i/2009/019/6/7/Train_Number_8_by_polexing.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have a shoebox where I stash all of my cosmetics. Ever since I came home for the summer, Ive kind of accumulated a wealth of makeup. I try to keep it organized but, well, its a shoebox; things jumble up again every time I pick it up to put it back into my closet. So, recently, I finally got my hands on Maybellines EyeStudio Lasting Drama Gel Eyeliner in Black. Its basically gel eyeliner (duh!) that comes in a cute little glass pot. It mustve slipped my mind that glass actually breaks because I threw it into my shoebox with everything else. I took it out just now and, to my absolute horror, a huge chunk of the glass had come off. The good news, though, is that the part of it that holds the actual eyeliner is still intact. Where am I supposed to store it now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-7821901786151598344?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/7821901786151598344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=7821901786151598344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/7821901786151598344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/7821901786151598344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-always-crashing-in-my-sanity.html' title='Im always crashing in my sanity.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-4927600637993848706</id><published>2011-07-31T21:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T21:28:15.168-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://movie-area.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/Hanna-2011-Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 318px;" src="http://movie-area.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/Hanna-2011-Poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hanna had never set one foot out of the frosted forest in which she lives with her father. She spent 15 years in that very place training vigorously. You would assume immediately that her father was giving her all this knowledge to survive in the dangers of the wild. Then, the story takes a turn and Hanna decides to leave her isolated home to see what the outside world is like. A woman named Marissa had Hanna captured and brought to her. This is when the truth starts revealing itself and Hanna is right in the middle of it all.&lt;p&gt;I wouldnt call this a slow movie. It definitely isnt. I think its probably just atypical. Its different. There isnt really much going on. Once you figure out what the whole movie is about, you sort of just sit back, relax, and watch everything unfold. Theres no mystery anymore, just a little girl running around onscreen. I like all the symbolism, however. There were quite a few, even though they didnt completely fit in with the movie. Or it could just be the Communications major suffering from PTS.&lt;p&gt;I rate this movie 3/5!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-4927600637993848706?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/4927600637993848706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=4927600637993848706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/4927600637993848706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/4927600637993848706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/07/hanna.html' title='Hanna'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-8262328153633348956</id><published>2011-07-28T09:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T09:18:18.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I know a color blue that can bite so very hard.</title><content type='html'>Watsons didnt let me down. I went to Pyramid with Jazmint this morning and, of course, had to go to Watsons. I also just came back from Jusco with my mom and sister, where I went to Watsons too. Its been a relatively good day. Jazmint and I stopped by Acmar before we headed off to Pyramid and it was nice to see our teachers again, to know that they still remember us. Besides that, I have to be more productive; I feel like a big blob of a slob.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-8262328153633348956?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/8262328153633348956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=8262328153633348956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/8262328153633348956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/8262328153633348956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-know-color-blue-that-can-bite-so-very.html' title='I know a color blue that can bite so very hard.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-1366112122453558123</id><published>2011-07-20T11:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T11:30:04.077-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have ice in my veins and blood in my eyes.</title><content type='html'>I might be in love with Watsons. Their cosmetics are always a real steal! We all know that cheap products are usually either made with shady ingredients or are not as effective as more expensive brands but this is not the case with Watsons. Im currently trying to run on as low a budget as possible so Ive been depending heavily on drugstores for my beauty stash - which has now grown to a size so scary that I might not be able to bring them all back to America with me - and I find myself constantly paying Watsons a visit, be it hunting for something or simply browsing. They surprise me, really. Theres a high possibility of me splurging in there before I leave. I would so do an advertorial for them if given the chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-1366112122453558123?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/1366112122453558123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=1366112122453558123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/1366112122453558123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/1366112122453558123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-have-ice-in-my-veins-and-blood-in-my.html' title='I have ice in my veins and blood in my eyes.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-1669912642931616721</id><published>2011-07-19T11:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T11:15:39.272-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I love the dreaming when I think of the safety in the clouds out of my window.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rLQHT-U5SfA/TiWseE0LI8I/AAAAAAAABUM/W32qQgxVsBg/s1600/20%2BJuly%2B2011.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rLQHT-U5SfA/TiWseE0LI8I/AAAAAAAABUM/W32qQgxVsBg/s320/20%2BJuly%2B2011.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631096541785301954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;It really is true that exercise makes you feel better. I havent been stressed to the point of depression in a while and I didnt even realize it. It just dawned on me that I felt like crap a mere week or so ago. It could be that it kept my mind off of things but I really doubt that. Thinking back on it, there really wasnt anything much for me to stress about. I was just feeling really down. Ever since I started really getting into a routine run, I havent been depressed. Wow, that is just amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-1669912642931616721?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/1669912642931616721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=1669912642931616721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/1669912642931616721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/1669912642931616721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-love-dreaming-when-i-think-of-safety.html' title='I love the dreaming when I think of the safety in the clouds out of my window.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rLQHT-U5SfA/TiWseE0LI8I/AAAAAAAABUM/W32qQgxVsBg/s72-c/20%2BJuly%2B2011.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-7093848748363401036</id><published>2011-07-15T00:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T00:46:18.542-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I still sleep on the right side of the white noise.</title><content type='html'>If you know me, you would know that I am actually a big Harry Potter fan but the movies, beginning from the Order of the Phoenix to the Deathly Hallows Part I, disappointed me greatly. I show up at the movies every single year to watch the installments but they end up as disasters. I buy the DVDs to watch to see if they would change my mind but they dont. However, after so many years of being let down, I finally believe again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part II was amazingly epic. I dont want to include any spoilers here so I refuse to elaborate. I will, however, tell you that, if youve been loyal like me and have watched every single installment, probably more than once or twice, and have preferably read the books too, you would love love love this finale. Im not going to tell you why. Just watch it. If you know, youll know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-7093848748363401036?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/7093848748363401036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=7093848748363401036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/7093848748363401036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/7093848748363401036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-still-sleep-on-right-side-of-white.html' title='I still sleep on the right side of the white noise.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-7231174973122761473</id><published>2011-07-09T23:55:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T00:46:07.542-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Id really like to help you, nervous messed-up marionette floating around on a prison ship.</title><content type='html'>Princess Aurora is probably the most enviable fictional character to have ever existed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gave too little thought to her actions and ended up doing something that she should never have done. The consequences brought about by her mistake were drastic - she was trapped, all alone, in a kingdom overgrown with weeds; light ceased to exist and everything around her simply came to a sudden halt. For years, she lay in silent slumber, encased in her own dreams, oblivious to the outside world. During those dark years, there were countless people who stumbled upon the forest of thorns that enveloped her soul. No one bothered to explore; they were all either intimidated or discouraged. Sure, there were a few brave souls who attempted to break through this shield but we all know that the protective vines kill anyone who hack at even the most external of trunks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasnt until one particular prince showed up that everything took a huge turn for the better. Somehow, he just knew that he had to get to the epicenter. It took a while but his perseverance and drive led him to his destination - he found the princess asleep in her own little world. It took one kiss to erase the past and draw the future. On his way, he encountered a lot of hardships and complications; he had had to break down her walls, walk down aisle upon aisle containing her good and her bad, and watch the wreckage that her mistake had caused. Somehow, he still knew that she was worth it. He still took her by the hand, guided her up onto his horse, and they both rode off into the sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, there must be a lot of women out there who want what Princess Aurora has but no, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Princess Aurora.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-7231174973122761473?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/7231174973122761473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=7231174973122761473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/7231174973122761473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/7231174973122761473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/07/id-really-like-to-help-you-nervous.html' title='Id really like to help you, nervous messed-up marionette floating around on a prison ship.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-2806455287205567558</id><published>2011-07-08T06:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T06:23:27.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One day, he'll get to you and teach you how to be a holy cow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3lpPW_uC2oM/ThbnqCtDT9I/AAAAAAAABUE/vHWh5ok5OiE/s1600/4053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3lpPW_uC2oM/ThbnqCtDT9I/AAAAAAAABUE/vHWh5ok5OiE/s320/4053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626939493912367058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;I might be going to the movies with the family tonight. We havent been to the movies together in forever so itd be nice. None of us really know what movies are currently out so we'll just be going with the flow. Itd be some time to blow off a little steam and destress a bit, considering how stressful its been today so yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-2806455287205567558?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/2806455287205567558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=2806455287205567558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/2806455287205567558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/2806455287205567558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/07/one-day-hell-get-to-you-and-teach-you.html' title='One day, he&apos;ll get to you and teach you how to be a holy cow.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3lpPW_uC2oM/ThbnqCtDT9I/AAAAAAAABUE/vHWh5ok5OiE/s72-c/4053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-342108828459164416</id><published>2011-07-07T07:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T07:11:17.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Steady feet, dont fail me now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qCTt9RSkDfw/ThWhXN-aqAI/AAAAAAAABT8/3RuIPf6hyXU/s1600/5%2BJuly%2B2011%2B%25282%2529.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qCTt9RSkDfw/ThWhXN-aqAI/AAAAAAAABT8/3RuIPf6hyXU/s320/5%2BJuly%2B2011%2B%25282%2529.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626580729729820674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;I finally got around to writing another article freelance. I havent written one in forever and Im surprised they havent forgotten me or anything. I might write a few more tonight, I dont know. It depends on my mood. As for now, I have nothing else to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-342108828459164416?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/342108828459164416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=342108828459164416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/342108828459164416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/342108828459164416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/07/steady-feet-dont-fail-me-now.html' title='Steady feet, dont fail me now.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qCTt9RSkDfw/ThWhXN-aqAI/AAAAAAAABT8/3RuIPf6hyXU/s72-c/5%2BJuly%2B2011%2B%25282%2529.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-281710761538184023</id><published>2011-07-06T06:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T07:03:54.498-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight, I swear to these rooftops and just hope that this car would never stop.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bimr7b0QfY/ThRN7m-4y5I/AAAAAAAABT0/mSz8GzxmUhU/s1600/3978.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bimr7b0QfY/ThRN7m-4y5I/AAAAAAAABT0/mSz8GzxmUhU/s320/3978.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626207520964529042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went to the gym with Shawn in the afternoon and, well, it was nice. Running really helps relax and clear my mind. Then, afterwards, we just sat down and caught up with how things are going with our friends and everything. Its surprising, really, the things that you learn. Anyway, Im feeling pretty chill right now and I just want it to last as long as possible because I can feel the irritability creeping back in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-281710761538184023?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/281710761538184023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=281710761538184023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/281710761538184023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/281710761538184023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/07/tonight-i-swear-to-these-rooftops-and.html' title='Tonight, I swear to these rooftops and just hope that this car would never stop.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4bimr7b0QfY/ThRN7m-4y5I/AAAAAAAABT0/mSz8GzxmUhU/s72-c/3978.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-3123080765552909824</id><published>2011-07-05T05:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T05:42:55.808-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Youve got it - some kind of magic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9s6gMuPuo3g/ThLpEWdJ97I/AAAAAAAABTs/JYpvCAEIuCs/s1600/24%2BJune%2B2011.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 187px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9s6gMuPuo3g/ThLpEWdJ97I/AAAAAAAABTs/JYpvCAEIuCs/s320/24%2BJune%2B2011.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625815145495787442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really need to just take a step back from myself and study everything. I have almost everything that I could possibly ask for, yet something is stressing me the fuck out. Im on summer break and I wouldnt be having school for the next month or so. Honestly, I really want to know whats going on. I just need some peace and quiet to pick myself apart to figure out whats happening. I know that theres nothing to be stressing about. If only I can tell myself that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-3123080765552909824?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/3123080765552909824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=3123080765552909824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/3123080765552909824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/3123080765552909824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/07/youve-got-it-some-kind-of-magic.html' title='Youve got it - some kind of magic.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9s6gMuPuo3g/ThLpEWdJ97I/AAAAAAAABTs/JYpvCAEIuCs/s72-c/24%2BJune%2B2011.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-6455093930414210917</id><published>2011-07-04T08:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T08:45:26.539-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shes glad for one day of comfort.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P7nTSiOz0cM/ThHDLDcAvDI/AAAAAAAABTk/lToK5HFLjZA/s1600/3629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P7nTSiOz0cM/ThHDLDcAvDI/AAAAAAAABTk/lToK5HFLjZA/s320/3629.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625492004231232562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is the fourth of July! Of course, most of us in Malaysia dont celebrate - in fact, they might not even know the significance of this day - but to my beloved Caanan and my American friends, HAPPY FOURTH OF JULY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-6455093930414210917?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/6455093930414210917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=6455093930414210917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/6455093930414210917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/6455093930414210917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/07/shes-glad-for-one-day-of-comfort.html' title='Shes glad for one day of comfort.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P7nTSiOz0cM/ThHDLDcAvDI/AAAAAAAABTk/lToK5HFLjZA/s72-c/3629.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-7862459816390543082</id><published>2011-07-03T07:31:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T07:39:14.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Im addicted to the misery in my head.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nkv3WLbiOxY/ThBh01bsfqI/AAAAAAAABTc/GwDzDNMq2Mk/s1600/6%2BJune%2B2011%2B%25285%2529.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nkv3WLbiOxY/ThBh01bsfqI/AAAAAAAABTc/GwDzDNMq2Mk/s320/6%2BJune%2B2011%2B%25285%2529.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625103494910082722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;I feel better now after seeing my friends. Irenes birthday party was chill and I liked it very much. We caught up a little and its nice to know that nothing much has changed between us when it comes to chilling. I dont have any pictures but Irene has a truckload so lets hope she uploads them. As for now, Im gonna go enjoy the mellowness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-7862459816390543082?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/7862459816390543082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=7862459816390543082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/7862459816390543082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/7862459816390543082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/07/im-addicted-to-misery-in-my-head.html' title='Im addicted to the misery in my head.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nkv3WLbiOxY/ThBh01bsfqI/AAAAAAAABTc/GwDzDNMq2Mk/s72-c/6%2BJune%2B2011%2B%25285%2529.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-1549283049790149999</id><published>2011-07-02T04:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T05:12:39.755-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Theres a hole in my neighborhood.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cCJSbQgfsqE/Tg7mmOu1sdI/AAAAAAAABTU/OEWSpubVw-g/s1600/3512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cCJSbQgfsqE/Tg7mmOu1sdI/AAAAAAAABTU/OEWSpubVw-g/s320/3512.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624686529096298962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im beginning to think that none of my friends give a fuck about me anymore. Sure, there are still a few of them who would ask me to go along with them to places but, at the end of the day, they do already have new lives now. Id be a hypocrite if I were to give them shit about that because, well, I have a new life too and thats back in the US with Caanan. So, I guess I just have to appreciate the fact that therere still the few of them who havent forgotten about me and who would still make the effort to see me.&lt;p&gt;Ive been really stressed for the past week or so and Ive concluded that its because I havent been writing as much. In fact, I havent been writing at all. Theres been a lot going on back in the US that I have no control over and it sucks that theres hardly anything I can do about it because Im stuck here and will still be for the next month and a half. So, until I get back and get everything settled, I dont think much will change.&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I just wanted to say that I was at OU with Jazmint yesterday. Its nice that I finally get to see her and also because we havent done this in forever. I didnt spend as much either so thats nice too. Why did I not know that there were sales going on?&lt;p&gt;Also, Taiwan was nothing special. We did get to fly fucking business class so that was pretty epic. Besides that, it wasnt my kind of place, I guess. It also sucked that my tolerance for the sun is now next to nothing. Im kind of missing me some Iowan weather right now, sadly enough.&lt;p&gt;I was also out with Jazmint, ViKern, Meng, Irene, Siam, Tze Lim, Ile, and Mizue for dinner a little while after I got back in Malaysia, then to breakfast and bowling with Meng, Tze Lim, and Nigel the next day.&lt;p&gt;Irenes birthday party is tomorrow so yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-1549283049790149999?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/1549283049790149999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=1549283049790149999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/1549283049790149999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/1549283049790149999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/07/theres-hole-in-my-neighborhood.html' title='Theres a hole in my neighborhood.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cCJSbQgfsqE/Tg7mmOu1sdI/AAAAAAAABTU/OEWSpubVw-g/s72-c/3512.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-85970824622396248</id><published>2011-06-24T06:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T06:55:25.982-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I can smell the roses or I can watch as it decomposes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GSqdU15jOpA/TgR5_6B71MI/AAAAAAAABTM/LLu3Tj3EzRQ/s1600/6%2BJune%2B2011%2B%25284%2529.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GSqdU15jOpA/TgR5_6B71MI/AAAAAAAABTM/LLu3Tj3EzRQ/s320/6%2BJune%2B2011%2B%25284%2529.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621752373681312962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am extremely irritable today and I hate it. Im probably just tired; I didnt get much sleep last night. I was practically bouncing off of the walls but I was trying to force myself to fall asleep. I finally did but I dont think it was enough.&lt;p&gt;Unfortunately, today wasnt as productive a day as yesterday. It was still kind of productive, just not very.&lt;p&gt;Well, Ill have to pack tonight. My family and I are leaving for Taiwan tomorrow morning and we'll be there for five days. I hope theres internet or something because I need to talk to my Caanan. I scanned through the itinerary for the trip and its pretty chill. Im not extremely excited about it but at least itll be something to do, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-85970824622396248?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/85970824622396248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=85970824622396248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/85970824622396248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/85970824622396248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-can-smell-roses-or-i-can-watch-as-it.html' title='I can smell the roses or I can watch as it decomposes.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GSqdU15jOpA/TgR5_6B71MI/AAAAAAAABTM/LLu3Tj3EzRQ/s72-c/6%2BJune%2B2011%2B%25284%2529.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-8976996106614309603</id><published>2011-06-23T10:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T11:18:10.711-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Im not the kind of fool whos going to sit and sing to you about stars.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_5vsmXlgI6Q/TgNZ--Uni-I/AAAAAAAABTE/aDU42Cf0RH4/s1600/3489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_5vsmXlgI6Q/TgNZ--Uni-I/AAAAAAAABTE/aDU42Cf0RH4/s320/3489.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621435698304748514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;You must think that I died. Well, Im here to tell you that I most definitely did not! Im fully alive albeit feeling otherwise. Ive just been feeling really down and nothing in my life is anything to scream about at the moment. The upside, though, is that its been an extremely productive day and I hope that my streak continues tomorrow morning.&lt;p&gt;So, youre most probably wondering, "Shes been away from home for ten months and is finally back in her home country with her family and friends. How could she possibly be anything but the happiest woman alive right now?"&lt;p&gt;Well, that is a really good point. However, it mustve slipped your mind that the love of my life is 13 bloody timezones away, taking horrible care of our little Tiger. Ill also be stuck here for the next seven weeks with nowhere to go, nothing to do, and no one to talk to. I had this whole plan in my head before I left, where I was going to get myself a drivers license and a job for my whole stay here. Of course, things never go according to plan and I now have neither.&lt;p&gt;So, I ask you, "Do you think that I can be the happiest woman alive right now?" Yeah, I didnt think so.&lt;p&gt;FML, FML, F-bloody-ML.&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/7673621715956485723-8976996106614309603?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/8976996106614309603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=8976996106614309603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/8976996106614309603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/8976996106614309603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-not-kind-of-fool-whos-going-to-sit.html' title='Im not the kind of fool whos going to sit and sing to you about stars.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_5vsmXlgI6Q/TgNZ--Uni-I/AAAAAAAABTE/aDU42Cf0RH4/s72-c/3489.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-1561614631035615515</id><published>2011-06-15T06:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T07:03:56.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The harvest left no food for you to eat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iU0W4Y06MGg/Tfia9q7oW_I/AAAAAAAABSs/f5z58Yr8nlI/s1600/6%2BJune%2B2011%2B%25282%2529.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iU0W4Y06MGg/Tfia9q7oW_I/AAAAAAAABSs/f5z58Yr8nlI/s320/6%2BJune%2B2011%2B%25282%2529.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618410919431789554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;How do I explain this feeling? How do I put this emotion into words? How do I break down this sentiment? As much as I turn it over and over and over in my hands, in an attempt to phrase this restlessness in a much clearer way, I simply cant. It simply boils down to:&lt;p&gt;I miss you.&lt;p&gt;I miss you and I want you right here in my arms, right now. I want to fall asleep to the lullaby of your breathing. I want to wake up in the middle of the night and be able to reach out for you for a nice little cuddle to fall back asleep with. I want to wake up encircled in your arms and just savor the moments that tick by until you open your eyes and light up my world even more. I just want to be there, to just be there.&lt;p&gt;I want many things and have wanted many things but nothing comes close to this longing to just look into your eyes and tell you how much you mean to me, how happy you make me, and how much I love you.&lt;p&gt;I cant enjoy or savor anything here, not without you. Nothing I do and no moment goes by without you popping into my head. Its just frustrating. I guess thats how Im feeling: frustrated and helpless, almost.&lt;p&gt;I go through my daily routine like a programmed robot. I dont sense reality. Its almost as if Im stuck in an extremely long nightmare, something Ive been having for the past 14 days since I last saw you, held you, kissed you. Everything I do is to work towards seeing you again, the day when I get to interlock our fingers again.&lt;p&gt;The days may seem long and difficult but, baby, Im always there for you and Ill be home soon.&lt;p&gt;Ill be home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-1561614631035615515?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/1561614631035615515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=1561614631035615515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/1561614631035615515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/1561614631035615515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/06/harvest-left-no-food-for-you-to-eat.html' title='The harvest left no food for you to eat.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iU0W4Y06MGg/Tfia9q7oW_I/AAAAAAAABSs/f5z58Yr8nlI/s72-c/6%2BJune%2B2011%2B%25282%2529.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-7833921814965661013</id><published>2011-06-10T22:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T10:55:41.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The sun kisses the earth and I hush my urge to cry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HAuchT1ss0E/TfLn6NkIG2I/AAAAAAAABSk/FrBbb0i_SV0/s1600/6%2BJune%2B2011%2B%25283%2529.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HAuchT1ss0E/TfLn6NkIG2I/AAAAAAAABSk/FrBbb0i_SV0/s320/6%2BJune%2B2011%2B%25283%2529.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616806672544045922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;I feel like I sporadically abandon this place on purpose. Yes, I sometimes deliberately choose not to update even though I have the time. Congratulations, you now have something to use against me. No, Im kidding; I actually only ignore blogging whenever Im preoccupied. If I had the time and I remember, of course Id blog. That was meant to be comforting, by the way.&lt;p&gt;It has been ten days since I last saw Caanan in person. I can cam him a little in the morning and a little at night, and the period in between is simply hours of pure torment. I find myself obsessively preoccupying my brain by reading and by helping out at my moms store. Also, if things go according to plan, Id get to work at a boutique in Pyramid. I could quite possibly be suffering from Caanan withdrawal.&lt;p&gt;I went to Aeon today with my mom and my sister. I have to admit, it was pretty enjoyable. I didnt buy much. In fact, I didnt buy anything, except for a couple of nose studs. I also got a haircut. Besides that, the money stayed in my wallet. Then, we bought dinner from the pasar malam in Setia Alam. Despite the extremely annoying humidity and even more annoying crowd, it was something to do.&lt;p&gt;God, I hope I get that job in Pyramid. Thatd be super cool - preoccupation and money. Its like killing two birds with one stone. The fun, nonviolent, no-birds-nor-rocks-were-harmed way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-7833921814965661013?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/7833921814965661013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=7833921814965661013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/7833921814965661013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/7833921814965661013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/06/sun-kisses-earth-and-i-hush-my-urge-to.html' title='The sun kisses the earth and I hush my urge to cry.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HAuchT1ss0E/TfLn6NkIG2I/AAAAAAAABSk/FrBbb0i_SV0/s72-c/6%2BJune%2B2011%2B%25283%2529.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-2751610392011342123</id><published>2011-06-05T23:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T23:35:35.661-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Im not a saint but Im not a sinner.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_u3sKC-Zh-M/TexW2ot4UJI/AAAAAAAABSc/IiRzJU7O_rE/s1600/6%2BJune%2B2011.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_u3sKC-Zh-M/TexW2ot4UJI/AAAAAAAABSc/IiRzJU7O_rE/s320/6%2BJune%2B2011.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614958332066943122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Honestly, I am bored out of my brains. I have nothing to do, nowhere to go, and no one to see. Well, I do have people to see but I cant exactly go anywhere since I cant fucking drive. I would spend the rest of my time here writing articles but the bulletin board is completely empty so I have nothing to write. I guess I can read since I havent done that in a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-2751610392011342123?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/2751610392011342123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=2751610392011342123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/2751610392011342123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/2751610392011342123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-not-saint-but-im-not-sinner.html' title='Im not a saint but Im not a sinner.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_u3sKC-Zh-M/TexW2ot4UJI/AAAAAAAABSc/IiRzJU7O_rE/s72-c/6%2BJune%2B2011.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-729128891567403358</id><published>2011-06-03T21:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T21:35:59.567-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone tries to hide himself; down inside himself, he prays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0UgWQacIy9Y/TemWrKwPDVI/AAAAAAAABSU/bZkOk8C1b_4/s1600/4052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614184078859242834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0UgWQacIy9Y/TemWrKwPDVI/AAAAAAAABSU/bZkOk8C1b_4/s320/4052.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am back in Malaysia. I should probably be more glad than this to be home but I have two homes now and leaving the other one wasnt easy. True, Im only going to be here for three months but three months without Caanan feels much, much, much longer than that. Its going to be a pretty uneventful Summer Break, Im guessing. Oh, well. At least I get to see my family and friends again, the former having already asked about Caanan.&lt;p&gt;I landed in KLIA yesterday morning and, trust me, Im done with flying for the moment, although Im going to have to again when I go to Taiwan with my family on the 25th. Anyway, I was supposed to go out with ViKern today but hes sick so Im going to Aeon with my sister instead.&lt;p&gt;I guess thats it for now. Im going to go continue missing my Caany. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-729128891567403358?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/729128891567403358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=729128891567403358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/729128891567403358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/729128891567403358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/06/someone-tries-to-hide-himself-down.html' title='Someone tries to hide himself; down inside himself, he prays.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0UgWQacIy9Y/TemWrKwPDVI/AAAAAAAABSU/bZkOk8C1b_4/s72-c/4052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-2265228180602392539</id><published>2011-05-30T15:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T16:09:10.782-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Roman candle heart keeps us apart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rtMiZ6hzF4Q/TeQESFazjXI/AAAAAAAABSI/ZRtUUMlPQDU/s1600/30%2BMay%2B2011.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612615744349244786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rtMiZ6hzF4Q/TeQESFazjXI/AAAAAAAABSI/ZRtUUMlPQDU/s320/30%2BMay%2B2011.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Lost series finale was epic. Im actually still somewhere in Season Three but I watched the finale with Caanan and it was mindblowing. I cant wait to finish the whole series! Anyway, we did go for Chinese yesterday in Oelwein, then we went to watch Kung Fu Panda II. We also saw the trailer for the next installment of Spy Kids. Yeah, I was surprised too. I used to be so obssessed with Spy Kids. I so have to watch that movie! Later, we're going to Koreana for sushi again. Whee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-2265228180602392539?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/2265228180602392539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=2265228180602392539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/2265228180602392539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/2265228180602392539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/05/roman-candle-heart-keeps-us-apart.html' title='A Roman candle heart keeps us apart.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rtMiZ6hzF4Q/TeQESFazjXI/AAAAAAAABSI/ZRtUUMlPQDU/s72-c/30%2BMay%2B2011.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-7147877818644252983</id><published>2011-05-29T14:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T14:49:32.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The first degree was a riot.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g8uvBGDfd1Q/TeKikw5UUXI/AAAAAAAABSA/QueDwSUN4QI/s1600/4750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 192px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612226838141358450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g8uvBGDfd1Q/TeKikw5UUXI/AAAAAAAABSA/QueDwSUN4QI/s320/4750.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is Sunday and there is nothing much to do. Caanan is on the PS3 with Darren and Ive just got done playing a little Plants vs Zombies. That game is seriously addictive. Anyway, yeah, theres not much to do but I like the time. Im not ready to go home yet so I like how chill everything is now. We're going for Chinese tonight so yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-7147877818644252983?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/7147877818644252983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=7147877818644252983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/7147877818644252983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/7147877818644252983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/05/first-degree-was-riot.html' title='The first degree was a riot.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g8uvBGDfd1Q/TeKikw5UUXI/AAAAAAAABSA/QueDwSUN4QI/s72-c/4750.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-8927431364694701550</id><published>2011-05-27T17:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T17:46:15.088-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fate always loses hope.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WsqjNkvu5wQ/TeAoPy7N-pI/AAAAAAAABR4/2HwsOK1fuDc/s1600/20%2BMay%2B2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611529387536939666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WsqjNkvu5wQ/TeAoPy7N-pI/AAAAAAAABR4/2HwsOK1fuDc/s320/20%2BMay%2B2011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Caanan was right; it does feel good to be back. We give Fayette a lot of shit but its so chill here. I keep thinking that I have to wake up early for class the following day and its such a big relief when I realize that I actually dont. Yes, it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-8927431364694701550?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/8927431364694701550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=8927431364694701550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/8927431364694701550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/8927431364694701550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/05/fate-always-loses-hope.html' title='Fate always loses hope.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WsqjNkvu5wQ/TeAoPy7N-pI/AAAAAAAABR4/2HwsOK1fuDc/s72-c/20%2BMay%2B2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-8055553403422028820</id><published>2011-05-26T18:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T18:27:50.324-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The windshield is broken but I love the fresh air.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qiw-rSQIatE/Td7epwucWaI/AAAAAAAABRw/d3Y5H70yo0U/s1600/20%2BMay%2B2011%2B%25283%2529.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qiw-rSQIatE/Td7epwucWaI/AAAAAAAABRw/d3Y5H70yo0U/s320/20%2BMay%2B2011%2B%25283%2529.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611166994785917346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hello, everyone. I am back in Iowa. The drive up was, again, more interesting than the drive down. I guess its because I really do need sleep. When people ask me how the trip was, my mouth dries up. I dont know what to answer them. What can you compare it to, really? It was a vacation and vacations are always good so I guess it was good? Every single day is a new adventure in Alabama. We live by the moments for the moments in Alabama. Time pretty much doesnt exist in Alabama.&lt;p&gt;In Tennessee, though, the days dragged. We stayed on a farm in the middle of nowhere with bugs everywhere and an Internet connection thats vowed to crawl. Who still has limited Internet these days? Oh, well. Despite the many discomforts that I can quite possibly make a list of, it was an adventure nonetheless and I appreciated every moment of it.&lt;p&gt;I am less than a week away from flying back to Malaysia and my thoughts are divided. I dont know when, after this particular time, that I will ever be going back again so I kind of do want to see my family and friends. I want to share more moments with them like we did back in high school but then, no moment is a noteworthy moment if I cant share it with Caanan. Yes, my thoughts are divided but I know that theres just this one road to go down. My parents want to see me and, of course, I have to grant them that one wish, right? After all, this whole adventure of being in the United States of America is all thanks to them. Right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-8055553403422028820?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/8055553403422028820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=8055553403422028820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/8055553403422028820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/8055553403422028820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/05/windshield-is-broken-but-i-love-fresh.html' title='The windshield is broken but I love the fresh air.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qiw-rSQIatE/Td7epwucWaI/AAAAAAAABRw/d3Y5H70yo0U/s72-c/20%2BMay%2B2011%2B%25283%2529.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-6605672853696505084</id><published>2011-05-21T18:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T18:47:34.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to remake the horizon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h4TO5Kz61Gs/TdhLRDnwCcI/AAAAAAAABRo/15feQWpL8eI/s1600/20%2BMay%2B2011%2B%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609316092291844546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h4TO5Kz61Gs/TdhLRDnwCcI/AAAAAAAABRo/15feQWpL8eI/s320/20%2BMay%2B2011%2B%25282%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello, everyone. I am in Tennessee and the heat is too much for me right now. Caanan and I left this morning, and Ms Burr tagged along. We had breakfast at Pancake House, which was really nice but I actually couldnt finish it. So, here we are now at Ms Dianes. I love her dogs and I want to dognap them. Ill have pictures soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-6605672853696505084?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/6605672853696505084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=6605672853696505084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/6605672853696505084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/6605672853696505084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-want-to-remake-horizon.html' title='I want to remake the horizon.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h4TO5Kz61Gs/TdhLRDnwCcI/AAAAAAAABRo/15feQWpL8eI/s72-c/20%2BMay%2B2011%2B%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-7151539155318110153</id><published>2011-05-20T20:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T21:20:22.962-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You are vicious and romantic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YYp8oiuCU0g/Tdcc7b817OI/AAAAAAAABRg/L4sndkYPacE/s1600/24%2BJanuary%2B2011.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608983668354051298" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YYp8oiuCU0g/Tdcc7b817OI/AAAAAAAABRg/L4sndkYPacE/s320/24%2BJanuary%2B2011.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hello, everyone. Caanan and I didnt manage to go to the Birmingham Zoo yesterday so we went this afternoon. We stopped by Best Buy first to get a new phone for Caanan, then we went. It was awesome, as expected. The weather was too hot, though, which sucked. We were supposed to go swimming with Kristen and Damien but it just had to be that time of the month so that didnt turn out well. After we left the zoo, we stopped by his grandmas house. Then, we met up with Ryan at Als and that was my day. Its been tiring but it was worth it. Caanans still out to meet up with his friends and everything so he'll probably be pulling an all-nighter, considering the fact that we have to leave for Tennessee at 8AM tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-7151539155318110153?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/7151539155318110153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=7151539155318110153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/7151539155318110153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/7151539155318110153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/05/you-are-vicious-and-romantic.html' title='You are vicious and romantic.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YYp8oiuCU0g/Tdcc7b817OI/AAAAAAAABRg/L4sndkYPacE/s72-c/24%2BJanuary%2B2011.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-6940033779221435636</id><published>2011-05-19T12:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T12:39:11.287-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ill leave my heart here by your bedside if you swear that your eyes wont stray.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M_8ohAqxX6A/TdVSrz8trTI/AAAAAAAABRY/OhrnehhX8oU/s1600/24%2BJanuary%2B2011%2B%25285%2529.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608479823592533298" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M_8ohAqxX6A/TdVSrz8trTI/AAAAAAAABRY/OhrnehhX8oU/s320/24%2BJanuary%2B2011%2B%25285%2529.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hello, everyone. I am still in Alabama and loving it. The past couple of days have been chilly but oh, well. Ill be going to the Birmingham Zoo with Caanan later so I wouldnt mind if its a little less hot outside. If everything goes according to plan, Ill have pictures. I havent been to a zoo in forever so its going to be fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-6940033779221435636?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/6940033779221435636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=6940033779221435636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/6940033779221435636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/6940033779221435636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/05/ill-leave-my-heart-here-by-your-bedside.html' title='Ill leave my heart here by your bedside if you swear that your eyes wont stray.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M_8ohAqxX6A/TdVSrz8trTI/AAAAAAAABRY/OhrnehhX8oU/s72-c/24%2BJanuary%2B2011%2B%25285%2529.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-8389931761299492146</id><published>2011-05-16T11:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T00:56:20.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lie to me and tell me that we will make it through the night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TVfGqZwdVrY/TdIK8XtlcBI/AAAAAAAABRQ/6Do4Mq9p7QA/s1600/17%2BMay%2B2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 213px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607556518303330322" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TVfGqZwdVrY/TdIK8XtlcBI/AAAAAAAABRQ/6Do4Mq9p7QA/s320/17%2BMay%2B2011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;The photographs from Mark and Michelles wedding are up on Facebook and I have unabashedly grabbed them. I didnt take many but theyre really pretty. Well, it was an amazingass wedding. What did you expect, right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, Im here because I cant sleep and am bored so dont complain if I sound dismissive and uninterested. You cant complain anyway because I wouldnt listen. So, what do I have to say? Lets see.&lt;p&gt;The Alabama Symphony Orchestra really awed me yesterday. They were having a ten-day Beethoven festival and yesterdays performance was Symphonies 4 &amp;amp; 3. Despite having been playing the piano for a little over four years, Im still not a huge fan of classical music so pardon me when I say that I didnt know what those were. It was my first orchestra thing so yeah. Anyway, it awed me in the beginning. I was like, daaamn. Then, it just started getting predictable and, well, boring.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What else did I do yesterday? We went to Caanans grandmas for food. They were grilling and stuff, and there was food. Now, what did I do today? Caanan went out with Mr David in the afternoon. I watched Lost. When he came back, we went to The Galleria. We didnt do much. He took me to Target after and Ive been wanting to go there for ages, and I had this whole mission in my head of what I was going to get and stuff. When we actually got to Target, I completely forgot. I ended up buying just a pair of shoes instead. Epic fail.&lt;p&gt;I took a really long nap after that so I cant sleep right now, surprisingly. Sigh, waiting for Caanan to get home. . .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-8389931761299492146?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/8389931761299492146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=8389931761299492146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/8389931761299492146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/8389931761299492146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/05/lie-to-me-and-tell-me-that-we-will-make.html' title='Lie to me and tell me that we will make it through the night.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TVfGqZwdVrY/TdIK8XtlcBI/AAAAAAAABRQ/6Do4Mq9p7QA/s72-c/17%2BMay%2B2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-4009319812526651349</id><published>2011-05-15T12:29:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T13:25:43.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Your friend told you because I told her.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pzwQ0y2cbOg/TdAPQisoEJI/AAAAAAAABRI/THFEMuG9_-M/s1600/15%2BMay%2B2011.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606998312942571666" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pzwQ0y2cbOg/TdAPQisoEJI/AAAAAAAABRI/THFEMuG9_-M/s320/15%2BMay%2B2011.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday was, again, slow. We slept for pretty much the whole day, then woke up to get ready to go to some fundraising event. First, we stopped by Marks apartment to get Caanans GPS back. Then, we went to a Starbucks on the way where Austin works and Im happy because I got my Starbucks after what seemed to be forever. The last time I had Starbucks before yesterday was once upon a time when we were in Des Moines and we went to some mall with Cramer, Ethan, and Jake. Anyway, I digress. After Starbucks, we finally headed for the event. We didnt exactly know where it was. The GPS took us to this neighborhood and we were, like, no way. Turns out, that was the place. He was having a private party thing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Craig Hultgren is a cellist and he had the party thing in his house. It was small and mellow, with artsy people. It was really nice. Being stuck in Fayette, hours away from civilization, for months, its nice to be here and have people to talk to who share your interests. Anyway, yeah, it was nice. We had this scotch tasting thing, then Craig performed a cello duet. He gave us his CD, which is currently in Caanans car.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, today, theres this orchestra thing at 3PM and we're going. Thats probably all we're doing today so its going to be another mellow day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-4009319812526651349?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/4009319812526651349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=4009319812526651349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/4009319812526651349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/4009319812526651349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/05/your-friend-told-you-because-i-told-her.html' title='Your friend told you because I told her.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pzwQ0y2cbOg/TdAPQisoEJI/AAAAAAAABRI/THFEMuG9_-M/s72-c/15%2BMay%2B2011.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-40913811354982877</id><published>2011-05-13T12:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T12:46:59.075-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On the day that you move, Im probably going to explode.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gUMZZEyz9eo/Tc1rXQSOBUI/AAAAAAAABRA/Jgn6p48d2A4/s1600/28%2BFebruary%2B2011.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606255158398682434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gUMZZEyz9eo/Tc1rXQSOBUI/AAAAAAAABRA/Jgn6p48d2A4/s320/28%2BFebruary%2B2011.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I didnt do much yesterday besides watch a few episodes of Lost and spend the remaining time on my iPhone. Then, at about 9PM, Caanan and I went to go pick up Ryan. We went for some pizza and a movie, Battle: LA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Caanan and Ryan both didnt like the movie at all. I agree that the acting was horrible and that the plot was a little too predictable but the CGI and the suspense was epic. They wouldnt let up that it was a waste of kaching but honestly, I enjoyed it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its raining in Birmingham right now. Caanan is out with Kyle to buy a gift for Ms Burr since its her birthday and Ill be cooking dinner for her tonight. So, I guess Ill be going to some grocery store with Caanan later and maybe go to Target, and Im going to make him take me to Arbys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I like icecream.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-40913811354982877?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/40913811354982877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=40913811354982877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/40913811354982877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/40913811354982877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/05/on-day-that-you-move-im-probably-going.html' title='On the day that you move, Im probably going to explode.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gUMZZEyz9eo/Tc1rXQSOBUI/AAAAAAAABRA/Jgn6p48d2A4/s72-c/28%2BFebruary%2B2011.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-716314688227833773</id><published>2011-05-11T16:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T15:41:55.445-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I did my best to notice when the call came down the line.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6RHZtluKEKU/TcsF147OceI/AAAAAAAABQ4/W4WkwmUE6hA/s1600/28%2BFebruary%2B2011%2B%25283%2529.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605580584564716002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6RHZtluKEKU/TcsF147OceI/AAAAAAAABQ4/W4WkwmUE6hA/s320/28%2BFebruary%2B2011%2B%25283%2529.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;The heat is seriously killing me. The funny thing is that its much warmer back home but its never bothered me this bad before. My body might have gotten too accustomed to Iowan weather. I might die when I fly back to Malaysia. I might even die when we drive back up to Iowa. My body might be currently tailoring itself to survive in Alabamian weather. The good thing is that I finally get to wear my summer clothes. Im so glad to be rid of them winter clothes, even if its only for a few months.&lt;p&gt;Caanan and I left the house in the afternoon to go see Atef. It was unbelievably hot. We went to The Summit the other day and bought new sunnies from Charming Charlie so yeah, thats a plus. I kind of want to go to the beach in this weather. I havent been swimming in a longass time.&lt;p&gt;So, anyway, we went for lunch at Sneaky Petes after Atefs. Then, we went somewhere - I think its one of UABs bookstores - to sell off Caanans textbooks. We are now back, ever since a few hours ago, and I just got done with a couple of episodes of Lost. I decided to get off of Netflix and come blog instead because Ive been out so much for the last few days that I never get the time to blog.&lt;p&gt;Caanan might be taking me out for Chinese later so Im excited. Why, though, do I have an annoying craving for fried chicken? I strangely miss KFC. I want Chinese more, though. Unfortunately, the Chinese food in the United States is very much different from what Im used to but oh, well. Beggars cant be choosers, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-716314688227833773?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/716314688227833773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=716314688227833773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/716314688227833773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/716314688227833773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-did-my-best-to-notice-when-call-came.html' title='I did my best to notice when the call came down the line.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6RHZtluKEKU/TcsF147OceI/AAAAAAAABQ4/W4WkwmUE6hA/s72-c/28%2BFebruary%2B2011%2B%25283%2529.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-6389951471489796097</id><published>2011-05-08T14:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T14:40:17.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Businessmen drink my blood.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-75MEgQcAv24/TcbtM8IUN6I/AAAAAAAABQw/Hb_BtXImbR0/s1600/1%2BMay%2B2011.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604427592864380834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-75MEgQcAv24/TcbtM8IUN6I/AAAAAAAABQw/Hb_BtXImbR0/s320/1%2BMay%2B2011.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mark Towns and Michelle Cunningham joined in holy matrimony yesterday at the Chapel In The Pines Presbyterian Church. Mark is Caanans brother and he made Caanan one of his four groomsmen. His best man is his best friend, I guess, and his name is Mark too, LOL. So, Caanan had to leave at 12PM but the wedding starts at 5PM and since I cant drive, I guess we all see the problem here. Caanan had to get his Vietnamese friend, Pha, to drive me to the church. He had something to do at 4PM so I got there at 2PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was pretty much all waiting until the wedding began. Ive never been to a Christian wedding before so it was kind of awkward and I really didnt know what to do or expect. It was interesting, though. After the wedding, there was a reception at the Vestavia Country Club. Since Caanan and the other groomsmen had their own limo, I was stranded again. Marks mom gave me a ride there, how nice of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ive never been to a Christian wedding but I sure as hell can tell that that was one niceass reception. The whole place looked extremely highclass. It sure put a really high mark for other weddings to follow that Ill attend. It was really, really, really nice. Caanans car was at Marks apartment so we didnt have any means of leaving so Ms Burr had to pick us up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Caanan looked so amazingly sexy but I forgot to take a picture so I guess we'll all have to wait and see if we can get a hold of the wedding album ones. Besides that, it was a good day. We went over to Colts after the reception, then to Als for food. I went to bed at close to 3AM and was tired as shit but overall, I really had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-6389951471489796097?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/6389951471489796097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=6389951471489796097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/6389951471489796097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/6389951471489796097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/05/businessmen-drink-my-blood.html' title='Businessmen drink my blood.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-75MEgQcAv24/TcbtM8IUN6I/AAAAAAAABQw/Hb_BtXImbR0/s72-c/1%2BMay%2B2011.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-1177208828104290520</id><published>2011-05-03T15:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T15:54:10.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The moment has already passed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cpVHWQXVP0s/TcBhopvgB2I/AAAAAAAABQo/xwITVy0inHM/s1600/1%2BMay%2B2011%2B%25282%2529.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602585287476643682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cpVHWQXVP0s/TcBhopvgB2I/AAAAAAAABQo/xwITVy0inHM/s320/1%2BMay%2B2011%2B%25282%2529.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had three presentations to do today. I woke up at 7:30AM just to finish up the slides for the COMM100 panel presentation, the same one which I labored on until 11PM last night. Yet, I think that my group members are mad at me. On the bright side, panel presentations are finally over and done with. Well, presentations in general are over and done with. I gave my persuasive speech for COMM105 today too, after which I did the final for that class, which is an impromptu speech. Overall, I think the impromptu speech went really well. The other two, not so well.&lt;p&gt;So, Ill be reading up on Math tonight. The COMM100 final tomorrow is open book so Im not that worried. Math, however, I wasnt in class when she taught the last two chapters so yeah, not so good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-1177208828104290520?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/1177208828104290520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=1177208828104290520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/1177208828104290520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/1177208828104290520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/05/moment-has-already-passed.html' title='The moment has already passed.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cpVHWQXVP0s/TcBhopvgB2I/AAAAAAAABQo/xwITVy0inHM/s72-c/1%2BMay%2B2011%2B%25282%2529.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-4828870203583843730</id><published>2011-05-01T12:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T12:15:47.314-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Silently, with bloodied knuckles, carry on.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6JamVe5f1aU/Tb2TnRn4_kI/AAAAAAAABQg/FaLyjl6na2A/s1600/28%2BFebruary%2B2011%2B%25282%2529.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601795814473662018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6JamVe5f1aU/Tb2TnRn4_kI/AAAAAAAABQg/FaLyjl6na2A/s320/28%2BFebruary%2B2011%2B%25282%2529.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;I feel so unproductive. By unproductive, I mean lazy. By lazy, I mean Im addicted to Lost. Ive been procrastinating everything ever since I started watching Lost. Ive heard people constantly talking about its amazingness but I was never really tempted to watch it. Maybe because it never came on whenever I was on the TV. Now that theres Netflix and that Caanan continuously raves about it, I finally watched the first episode of the first season. Guess what? Im gone. My assignments are gone. The fact that Im taking my finals on Tuesday is gone. The fact that I have presentations to prepare for and the fact that I have a paper to finish are gone. Sucks, doesnt it? Oh, well. Ill get over it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-4828870203583843730?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/4828870203583843730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=4828870203583843730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/4828870203583843730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/4828870203583843730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/05/silently-with-bloodied-knuckles-carry.html' title='Silently, with bloodied knuckles, carry on.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6JamVe5f1aU/Tb2TnRn4_kI/AAAAAAAABQg/FaLyjl6na2A/s72-c/28%2BFebruary%2B2011%2B%25282%2529.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-3433782604625357969</id><published>2011-04-28T18:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T20:30:50.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel left out so I turn around.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C8I9HjHPhtg/Tbn6TZ4AX_I/AAAAAAAABQY/OLlC1WcGArQ/s1600/18%2BApril%2B2011.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600782822882172914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C8I9HjHPhtg/Tbn6TZ4AX_I/AAAAAAAABQY/OLlC1WcGArQ/s320/18%2BApril%2B2011.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just realized that I have three presentations to give on Tuesday. I have a panel presentation for COMM100 and a persuasive as well as an impromptu speech for COMM105. The impromptu speech serves as our final for COMM105 and since I leave on Thursday for Alabama, Im taking my finals early. On Wednesday, the day before we leave, I have the COMM100 and the MATH105 finals. Yeah, the Spring semester is ending in about four days. Im excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-3433782604625357969?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/3433782604625357969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=3433782604625357969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/3433782604625357969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/3433782604625357969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-feel-left-out-so-i-turn-around.html' title='I feel left out so I turn around.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C8I9HjHPhtg/Tbn6TZ4AX_I/AAAAAAAABQY/OLlC1WcGArQ/s72-c/18%2BApril%2B2011.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-2298473130856471165</id><published>2011-04-26T15:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T15:48:03.355-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Those hypocrites are pointing fingers with three fingers pointing right back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2zfnhVjTuvY/TbXLYejyJrI/AAAAAAAABQQ/w-CWB3kdvZ8/s1600/18%2BApril%2B2011%2B%25283%2529.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599605333085529778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2zfnhVjTuvY/TbXLYejyJrI/AAAAAAAABQQ/w-CWB3kdvZ8/s320/18%2BApril%2B2011%2B%25283%2529.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;I overslept this morning. Its kind of sad because I knew that I was going to oversleep and I let it happen anyway. This should show you how much I hate COMM100. Well, I dont hate COMM100 because the material is similar to that of COMM105 and I kind of love that class. I guess Wadian is just that boring.&lt;p&gt;So, I skipped that class. I woke up for MATH105, which I surprisingly dont dread, considering how much my Math sucks. The funny thing is that, here, Ive been doing really well in Math. When I say "well," I mean I get perfect scores for every test ever since the start of the term. I can see Jazmint going o.o . Wai Mengs knowledge actually helped, LOL (Inside joke).&lt;p&gt;Then, at 12:50PM, I went for COMM105, where we had an exam. It scared me because I didnt know anything on that paper. The only things that I can remember are from Effective Listening, the first ever Communications class I took when I first got here. So, that was Fall I, which means it was a whole semester ago. Wow, right?&lt;p&gt;I was supposed to go for workstudy but, as usual, Gerry wasnt there. So, instead, I went to my room to pack everything up. Its almost Summer Break and Caanan and I are leaving early for Alabama to attend Mark and Michelles wedding so yeah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-2298473130856471165?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/2298473130856471165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=2298473130856471165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/2298473130856471165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/2298473130856471165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/04/those-hypocrites-are-pointing-fingers.html' title='Those hypocrites are pointing fingers with three fingers pointing right back.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2zfnhVjTuvY/TbXLYejyJrI/AAAAAAAABQQ/w-CWB3kdvZ8/s72-c/18%2BApril%2B2011%2B%25283%2529.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-3272614946836691217</id><published>2011-04-24T16:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T16:52:35.111-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We are just misguided ghosts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qTmgSiMcg1E/TbSV1p6UPRI/AAAAAAAABQA/3Czk1DbfFu8/s1600/18%2BApril%2B2011%2B%25284%2529.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599264985744424210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qTmgSiMcg1E/TbSV1p6UPRI/AAAAAAAABQA/3Czk1DbfFu8/s320/18%2BApril%2B2011%2B%25284%2529.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you ever watched the movie &lt;em&gt;Karla&lt;/em&gt;? It came out in 2006 and stars Laura Prepon and Misha Collins. Its basically about this woman named Karla Homolka who helps her husband, Paul Bernardo, kidnap, rape, then murder three young girls, one of whom is Karlas own little sister, Tammy. Its one hell of a captivating movie, as is with most psychological thrillers. The most eerie part about &lt;em&gt;Karla&lt;/em&gt; is that its based on a real life story. Caanan and I did some research on it after the movie. Theyre dubbed the Ken and Barbie Killers. Apparently, although Paul is convicted of two counts of murder and is in prison with no hope of parole, Karla only served 12 years and is now a free woman on the streets. She even has a son now. It doesnt sound as bad here but you should definitely watch the movie, then do your own research. Its some creepy shit.&lt;p&gt;We watched that last night and we just got done watching &lt;em&gt;Night Train&lt;/em&gt;. It came out in 2009 and stars Danny Glover, Leelee Sobieski, and Steve Zahn. Its also a psychological thriller. I think thats my new favorite genre. Anyway, &lt;em&gt;Night Train&lt;/em&gt; is about this passenger on a train who dies. Then, the conductor, Miles, and two other passengers, Chloe and Pete, find something very valuable on him and decide to keep the accidental death hush, dispose of the body, and split the item amongst themselves. The movie continues from there. Again, it doesnt sound like much here since I have to avoid spoilers so you should definitely watch it for yourself.&lt;p&gt;Yeah, we watch a lot of movies. I guess Caanans always been a movie fanatic and since I, myself, love movies as well, it works out good. When we first started going out, it was just his and Cramers DVDs, and stuff rented from Triple J but now that we have Netflix, we watch even more movies. Life is good again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-3272614946836691217?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/3272614946836691217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=3272614946836691217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/3272614946836691217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/3272614946836691217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/04/we-are-just-misguided-ghosts.html' title='We are just misguided ghosts.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qTmgSiMcg1E/TbSV1p6UPRI/AAAAAAAABQA/3Czk1DbfFu8/s72-c/18%2BApril%2B2011%2B%25284%2529.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-5999942997705556083</id><published>2011-04-23T19:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T20:03:21.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Although we know what the future has for us in store, a consumption society just breaks right through the door.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ohxbcTdOGRk/TbNyfbt9pJI/AAAAAAAABP4/18FUCDAP2cA/s1600/18%2BApril%2B2011%2B%25282%2529.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598944646093710482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ohxbcTdOGRk/TbNyfbt9pJI/AAAAAAAABP4/18FUCDAP2cA/s320/18%2BApril%2B2011%2B%25282%2529.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went to Crossroads today with Caanan, Nicholas, and Carlton. I went off on my own to shop while they bond or whatever it is that men do when theyre in a mall. I was in Victorias Secret, Vanity, Payless, and CVS. I was in Victorias Secret on Wednesday too and they conned me into applying for the Angel credit card. Isabel has, like, offers from them and stuff so I thought it was that, and the cashier made me think that it was some membership thing or something. I really regret applying for it but Isabel said that, since we have no credit history, we'll probably get rejected. Lets hope that shes right.&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I didnt buy much from there. I didnt buy much from Vanity either. I was supposed to have bought a dress for Mark and Michelles wedding next month but I didnt look good in anything so I just ended up buying a top. As for Payless, I just walked in, then out so LOL. In CVS, with it being a pharmacy, Im sure you can guess what I bought.&lt;p&gt;Then, we went for lunch at Applebees where Carlton unashamedly flirted with our waitress. After that, we went to Target, where the three guys went to buy groceries while I looked at shoes. I saw the cutest pair of heels ever ever ever but decided against it because I was running out of money. I bought a bikini instead.&lt;p&gt;So, when we got back at about 7PM, I had to get on that paper for COMM100 that was due an hour previously. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-5999942997705556083?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/5999942997705556083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=5999942997705556083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/5999942997705556083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/5999942997705556083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/04/although-we-know-what-future-has-for-us.html' title='Although we know what the future has for us in store, a consumption society just breaks right through the door.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ohxbcTdOGRk/TbNyfbt9pJI/AAAAAAAABP4/18FUCDAP2cA/s72-c/18%2BApril%2B2011%2B%25282%2529.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-7429898889632192446</id><published>2011-04-22T17:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T17:22:52.267-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If I could tear you from the ceiling, Id fill your every breath with meaning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JYfMTllE9pk/TbCxNcBvWmI/AAAAAAAABPw/6Ulq1T7xvA0/s1600/14%2BApril%2B2011.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598169181241432674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JYfMTllE9pk/TbCxNcBvWmI/AAAAAAAABPw/6Ulq1T7xvA0/s320/14%2BApril%2B2011.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am high on coffee - yes, coffee; finally - right now and my thoughts are all over the place so please excuse me if I digress too much. The smell of hazelnut coffee is simply orgasmic. Let me begin, as usual, by recounting my day. I woke up this morning and spent virtually the whole day on the computer. I have an excuse now so there. Yeah, I know Ive always had an excuse, being a poet and everything but I write my poetry the traditional way - pencil and paper. Anyway, thats pretty much what my day was like.&lt;p&gt;Yesterday, though, was truly a hectic day, as Ive predicted the day before. I had that panel presentation at 9:25AM for COMM100 and, surprisingly, we did well. We have two more presentations where we have to improve on so Im actually looking forward to them. As for the MATH105 test, its really slipping my mind that I hate Math because, here, I dont. Why? Its so freaking easy! I skipped COMM105 again because I was too lazy to walk to class. We dont have much left to do for that class anyway. We just have one last speech to present and an impromptu speech as our finals. So, yeah.&lt;p&gt;Now, I have a postspeech report for COMM100 to write and Im trying to let the coffee do the talking like it usually does. It smells like fresh spring air, honestly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-7429898889632192446?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/7429898889632192446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=7429898889632192446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/7429898889632192446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/7429898889632192446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/04/if-i-could-tear-you-from-ceiling-id.html' title='If I could tear you from the ceiling, Id fill your every breath with meaning.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JYfMTllE9pk/TbCxNcBvWmI/AAAAAAAABPw/6Ulq1T7xvA0/s72-c/14%2BApril%2B2011.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-3958893577455835244</id><published>2011-04-20T20:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T20:39:12.991-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To all of you who have wronged me, I am a zombie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cmFP5ZL3sr4/Ta-IQ7nJnVI/AAAAAAAABPo/1kPm4Hj39wQ/s1600/13%2BApril%2B2011.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597842686306000210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cmFP5ZL3sr4/Ta-IQ7nJnVI/AAAAAAAABPo/1kPm4Hj39wQ/s320/13%2BApril%2B2011.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want to say that it has been a good day because it has but, right now, it just doesnt feel like a good day. Not anymore, at least. Things were going so well but, of course, whenever things are going well, something bad just has to happen. I guess its just how its supposed to be. Remember yesterday, when I said that life is good? Yeah, something bad just has to happen. Its the way the world works.&lt;p&gt;Laments aside, it has been a stressful night. Oh, wait; thats still a lament. Cross that, please. Anyway, laments aside, tomorrows going to be another one of those hectic days. Ugh! Thats also a lament. See! Good things dont last forever.&lt;p&gt;OK, seriously now. Tomorrows going to be another one of those hectic days. I have that panel presentation (GASP!) at 9:25AM, then a MATH105 test at 10:50AM, then I have a meeting with my advisor at 2:30PM to pick my classes for next semester. I dont know what to pick, really. I want to get my Gen Ed over and done with but I just dont feel like doing any more Gen Ed classes.&lt;p&gt;Oh, well. Maybe Im just stressed right now. Maybe tomorrow will be a good day. Maybe I just need some rest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-3958893577455835244?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/3958893577455835244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=3958893577455835244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/3958893577455835244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/3958893577455835244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/04/to-all-of-you-who-have-wronged-me-i-am.html' title='To all of you who have wronged me, I am a zombie.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cmFP5ZL3sr4/Ta-IQ7nJnVI/AAAAAAAABPo/1kPm4Hj39wQ/s72-c/13%2BApril%2B2011.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-8384346445039242979</id><published>2011-04-19T16:30:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T16:49:43.265-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we are, with our running and confusion, and I dont see confusion anywhere.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jFK0Byd9_VY/Ta4AMfSr9tI/AAAAAAAABPg/YAFKShH7B_o/s1600/2%2BMarch%2B2011%2B%25285%2529.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597411601426413266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jFK0Byd9_VY/Ta4AMfSr9tI/AAAAAAAABPg/YAFKShH7B_o/s320/2%2BMarch%2B2011%2B%25285%2529.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;It snowed again this morning! This really is ridiculous. Typically, Spring begins in the month of March. Its April, almost May, and it hasnt warmed up yet. Well, it has but for, like, a day. Im not saying that Im tired of the snow. OK, fine, I am; I was just trying to prove a point. Caanan keeps telling me that Ill tire of it soon. Apparently, hes right, yet again. The snow is pretty and all but when its really heavy, it sucks. Its cold too and wet, and it gets all dirty and disgusting after some time.&lt;p&gt;This is a productive day. I went to all three of my classes, paid full attention - well, partial but almost full - and yeah, I feel really productive. I met up with my COMM100 group to discuss our presentation for Thursday, although only Billy showed up but we got a lot done so thats good. Then, here I am now, blogging while doing my MATH105 homework and waiting for Katrina to email me about whether the Collegian is meeting later and also waiting for Justin to send me my next assignment. I finished two articles yesterday and Im happy.&lt;p&gt;Tonight, Ill be going to Victories with Isabel, Ella, Jessica, Sandra, and Nash. Life is good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-8384346445039242979?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/8384346445039242979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=8384346445039242979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/8384346445039242979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/8384346445039242979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/04/here-we-are-with-our-running-and.html' title='Here we are, with our running and confusion, and I dont see confusion anywhere.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jFK0Byd9_VY/Ta4AMfSr9tI/AAAAAAAABPg/YAFKShH7B_o/s72-c/2%2BMarch%2B2011%2B%25285%2529.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-3140610080959551571</id><published>2011-04-18T12:51:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T13:24:49.477-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In the next world war, in a jackknifed juggernaut, I am born again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eg9DYk8UQRI/Tax7DW023xI/AAAAAAAABPY/Ljn1XMBW_5Y/s1600/2%2BMarch%2B2011.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596983734511787794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eg9DYk8UQRI/Tax7DW023xI/AAAAAAAABPY/Ljn1XMBW_5Y/s320/2%2BMarch%2B2011.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I opened my eyes this morning, I hoped against hope that it would be warm outside. I check the weather every night before bed so that I can plan my outfit for the following day and last night, it said that its going to be a cold week but I was still hoping because weather forecasts are never completely accurate. So, yes, I hoped that it would be a sunny day today. Well, no such luck apparently. It is 8C outside right now and Im skipping class. I dont know why I put that into one sentence as they arent related but oh, well. OK, maybe theyre &lt;i&gt;kinda&lt;/i&gt; related. Whatever. Moving on!&lt;p&gt;My groups first panel presentation is on Thursday and Im really, really, &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; worried because I dont think we have sufficient material. I know that we can present but whats there to present when we dont have material? This is why I find group work much harder than individual work because everyone has to be involved and everyone has to make sure that everyone else is doing what theyre supposed to do. If one person fucks up, the whole group fucks up. Risky shit.&lt;p&gt;So, I know its really unproductive to be skipping class just to sit around and I dont feel like doing MATH105 homework yet so Im going to start my first ever article as a freelance writer. Im just waiting for my group manager, Justin, to get back to me. I fucked up yesterday so yeah, Im gonna have to redeem my reputation in his eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-3140610080959551571?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/3140610080959551571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=3140610080959551571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/3140610080959551571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/3140610080959551571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/04/in-next-world-war-in-jackknifed.html' title='In the next world war, in a jackknifed juggernaut, I am born again.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eg9DYk8UQRI/Tax7DW023xI/AAAAAAAABPY/Ljn1XMBW_5Y/s72-c/2%2BMarch%2B2011.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-1105896386735700722</id><published>2011-04-16T16:19:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T17:02:33.985-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Now that you know that Im trapped, youd never dream of breaking this fixation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s82yk_z7jfo/TaoNtnaG6VI/AAAAAAAABPQ/XW9KXJN8xyc/s1600/2%2BMarch%2B2011%2B%25284%2529.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596300564285024594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s82yk_z7jfo/TaoNtnaG6VI/AAAAAAAABPQ/XW9KXJN8xyc/s320/2%2BMarch%2B2011%2B%25284%2529.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It actually snowed this morning. How crazy is that? It has been a lot colder these days but I didnt expect that it would snow. Its almost May, for Christs sake! Do you remember the day with the perfect weather? That was close to 27C. Do you know what the temperature is now? 7C. Thats Iowan weather for you. Oh, well. Im learning to get used to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, I am officially a freelance writer now. I finally got myself hired by some company. The material I have to write isnt exactly my cup of tea and the rate isnt exactly pretty but we all have to start somewhere, right? Right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I watched Up last night. How the fuck is that a children's movie?! It was sad. I mean SAD. It was the most tragic movie ever ever ever. I actually cried and we all know that I dont cry in movies. (This is where ViKern interjects and says that I cried in The Proposal.) That doesnt count! My estrogen level was a little high from all the soymilk that Ive been drinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;God, I miss my friends back home. I have friends here but theyre just not the same, you know. Oh, well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-1105896386735700722?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/1105896386735700722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=1105896386735700722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/1105896386735700722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/1105896386735700722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/04/now-that-you-know-im-trapped-youd-never.html' title='Now that you know that Im trapped, youd never dream of breaking this fixation.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s82yk_z7jfo/TaoNtnaG6VI/AAAAAAAABPQ/XW9KXJN8xyc/s72-c/2%2BMarch%2B2011%2B%25284%2529.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-5937254796716732291</id><published>2011-04-15T14:15:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T14:29:22.011-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ive lost myself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BoWs3xSoez8/TaiZvUZs54I/AAAAAAAABPA/QKfPeRcQMn8/s1600/2%2BMarch%2B2011%2B%25287%2529.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595891575217252226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BoWs3xSoez8/TaiZvUZs54I/AAAAAAAABPA/QKfPeRcQMn8/s320/2%2BMarch%2B2011%2B%25287%2529.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I skipped both of my classes today. Wadian wasnt around so we didnt have COMM100. I woke up in a bad mood so I didnt go for MATH105. I sat around too much and got lazy so I didnt go for COMM105. Besides, its Friday. The only bad thing is that its so dark and gloomy outside, and I really have nothing to talk about. I should start addressing issues again like I used to do a little. I feel so mundane just talking about my day all the time.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, Im going to go feel bored now so goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-5937254796716732291?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/5937254796716732291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=5937254796716732291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/5937254796716732291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/5937254796716732291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-skipped-both-of-my-classes-today.html' title='Ive lost myself.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BoWs3xSoez8/TaiZvUZs54I/AAAAAAAABPA/QKfPeRcQMn8/s72-c/2%2BMarch%2B2011%2B%25287%2529.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-7877014085911428197</id><published>2011-04-14T15:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T15:31:08.594-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How close is close enough?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fzDSXG7wLow/TadU6gSIAvI/AAAAAAAABO4/2fYJARgvhVA/s1600/2%2BMarch%2B2011%2B%25283%2529.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595534426106233586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fzDSXG7wLow/TadU6gSIAvI/AAAAAAAABO4/2fYJARgvhVA/s320/2%2BMarch%2B2011%2B%25283%2529.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Week Five is coming to an end, which means that I am 13 class days away from officially finishing my freshman year. Thats a day less than two weeks! Wow, time flies. So, instead of reminiscing on old times and how much Ive actually grown since starting college, Im going to look ahead this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;I havent talked to my advisor about classes for next semester. I'll be seeing her next Thursday. Im still wondering what classes I should take. I want two classes and I dont want an 8AM or 9:25AM class. I would take a 10:50AM but the lunch break in between would make me lazy (It always does) so Id have to take a 12:50PM, which means my second class would be a 2:15PM. Those are lateass classes. Im confused and sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;No, I kid; Im actually really glad that the term is ending.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-7877014085911428197?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/7877014085911428197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=7877014085911428197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/7877014085911428197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/7877014085911428197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/04/how-close-is-close-enough.html' title='How close is close enough?'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fzDSXG7wLow/TadU6gSIAvI/AAAAAAAABO4/2fYJARgvhVA/s72-c/2%2BMarch%2B2011%2B%25283%2529.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-5294668776024420621</id><published>2011-04-13T22:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T22:19:54.474-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Im pushing everyone away because I cant feel this anymore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v5bBlubN9_c/TaZmLqLGMLI/AAAAAAAABOw/RFkmJ3Svxr4/s1600/13%2BApril%2B2011.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595271937539846322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v5bBlubN9_c/TaZmLqLGMLI/AAAAAAAABOw/RFkmJ3Svxr4/s320/13%2BApril%2B2011.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So, Caanan and I just got back from Decorah. We went to Koreana for the sushi that Ive been craving for ages. They make the best sushi ever, seriously. I think this is our fourth time there but I still want to go again. I used to think that Funa Zushi back home is good but Koreana here is simply epic. We went to Walmart after and bought a bunch of stuff. I was looking for jasmine scented candles but I couldnt find any so no yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;As for now, I have MATH105 homework to do. The quiz that we were supposed to have today was moved to tomorrow, which is when I have the second part of the COMM100 exam.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-5294668776024420621?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/5294668776024420621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=5294668776024420621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/5294668776024420621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/5294668776024420621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-pushing-everyone-away-because-i-cant.html' title='Im pushing everyone away because I cant feel this anymore.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v5bBlubN9_c/TaZmLqLGMLI/AAAAAAAABOw/RFkmJ3Svxr4/s72-c/13%2BApril%2B2011.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-4725413589722493571</id><published>2011-04-12T17:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T18:02:02.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am beautiful in every single way.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hWn8SoLGrh0/TaTXLTjdxJI/AAAAAAAABOo/Yx5-JPcDquc/s1600/2%2BMarch%2B2011%2B%25282%2529.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594833226328556690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hWn8SoLGrh0/TaTXLTjdxJI/AAAAAAAABOo/Yx5-JPcDquc/s320/2%2BMarch%2B2011%2B%25282%2529.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The exam was horrible! Of course, I didnt study for it so I really shouldnt be complaining right now but yeah, the exam was horrible. The second part is on Thursday but I dont think I'll be studying for that either. I really have no idea how Im doing in that class because Wadian doesnt post our grades online. This is the only gradeable thing weve done anyway so my grades going to suck balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Theres going to be a quiz tomorrow for MATH105 and this is the chapter that I suck at so Im kind of worried. I skipped COMM105 today because I went for a buffet lunch at Boikes with Caanan, Cramer, Nicholas, Stephen and Winston. We all skipped class for that, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, my day is going pretty well. Heck, my life is going pretty well, besides the fact that I seriously need to stop eating since its swimsuit season. What else did I do today? Lets see . . . I got some sun outside. Caanan was fixing up his car and stuff, and I sat outside with my Cosmo thats finally here. Hayley Williams is their new cover girl. Can you say, OMG?! OMG! Shes so purdy. :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;The panel meeting was moved to tomorrow at 5PM and I didnt go for the Collegian meeting so Im free for the rest of the day, except I have MATH105 to do thats due tomorrow. Caanan and I will probably be watching The Number 23 tonight so yay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-4725413589722493571?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/4725413589722493571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=4725413589722493571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/4725413589722493571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/4725413589722493571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-am-beautiful-in-every-single-way.html' title='I am beautiful in every single way.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hWn8SoLGrh0/TaTXLTjdxJI/AAAAAAAABOo/Yx5-JPcDquc/s72-c/2%2BMarch%2B2011%2B%25282%2529.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-3053381181779142949</id><published>2011-04-11T16:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T16:58:49.262-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Im stuck with these nightmares where youre gone and far away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VNb_JZCvb3o/TaN0KiHemPI/AAAAAAAABOg/iEqhf68XthI/s1600/1%2BMarch%2B2011.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594442886429972722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VNb_JZCvb3o/TaN0KiHemPI/AAAAAAAABOg/iEqhf68XthI/s320/1%2BMarch%2B2011.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is beautiful outside - the sun is shining and there is a teasingly light breeze - but I wouldnt call it perfect; it is a few degrees too low to be considered perfect. I want yesterday back! That really was perfect weather. All I did yesterday was sit on the bed by an open window and enjoyed the sun and breeze until it started getting dark and cold outside. I literally spent the whole day in bed. Its like indoor tanning. Caanan thinks Im too pale anyway and Iowan weather doesnt really help his cause. Well, the windows open again but Im under Tigers blanky because the wind blowing in is too cold for comfort. Yes, Tiger has his own little blue blanky. Be jealous! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We are in Week Five of Spring II, which means we are four weeks away from Summer Break. I can already smell Alabamian air! Jazmint wondered why I love Alabama so much. Well, for one, its where Caanans from. We go to Birmingham so, being a big city place, it has close to everything, ie hugeass shopping malls, diverse restaurants with amazing food, etc. Bonerific much?! Last but not least, Caanans grandmas cooking. So, yes, thats why I beat my meat over Alabama. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then, after a month in Alabama, Ill be flying home to &lt;del&gt;Malaysian food&lt;/del&gt; my family and friends whom I dearly love and miss. As for now, though, Wadian is boring the crap out of me in COMM100. Theres a test tomorrow and Thursday, then panel presentations for the following three weeks. Apparently, no one passes his tests so Im not even going to try. Im also dreading the panel presentations because we're talking piracy and how the fuck are the five of us going to talk about that for 40 whole minutes? Like, seriously?! Four more weeks of Wadian; oh, dear Lord!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-3053381181779142949?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/3053381181779142949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=3053381181779142949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/3053381181779142949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/3053381181779142949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-stuck-with-these-nightmares-where.html' title='Im stuck with these nightmares where youre gone and far away.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VNb_JZCvb3o/TaN0KiHemPI/AAAAAAAABOg/iEqhf68XthI/s72-c/1%2BMarch%2B2011.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-6614060513683410047</id><published>2011-04-10T22:39:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T22:51:57.681-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The hardest part of moving forward is when we all stand alone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZT2XDyQqURM/TaJ4PcvC7-I/AAAAAAAABOY/RzEnHsHY02Q/s1600/10%2BApril%2B2011.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594165893954465762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZT2XDyQqURM/TaJ4PcvC7-I/AAAAAAAABOY/RzEnHsHY02Q/s320/10%2BApril%2B2011.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The weather has been amazing these days. Winter has finally packed up her bags and left the door open for Spring. So, yesterday, we went to Klocks Island for a barbecue. The weather was good, the food was good, the company was good . . . it was just a good day. The Malaysians were supposed to join us but due to some misunderstanding, they ended up at a different place. Oh, well. They showed up to trade food, LOL. The chicken that they marinated for us was amazing! Thanks, Isabel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Saturday before that, we had the same thing at the same place but it was just Caanan, Kiran, Nicholas, Darren and I. It was pretty nice too, mellow and all. Of course, until Kiran fell off the seesaw and fractured her arm. Im so sorry! Im so sorry! Im so sorry! We have tons of pictures from that day but theyre with Kiran, who might still be in Chicago so yeah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-6614060513683410047?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/6614060513683410047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=6614060513683410047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/6614060513683410047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/6614060513683410047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/04/hardest-part-of-moving-forward-is-when.html' title='The hardest part of moving forward is when we all stand alone.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZT2XDyQqURM/TaJ4PcvC7-I/AAAAAAAABOY/RzEnHsHY02Q/s72-c/10%2BApril%2B2011.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-3882838970334437692</id><published>2011-03-26T20:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T20:14:58.207-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This guilt could fill a fucking sea.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Yz8_C_c83U/TY6NOa9fqRI/AAAAAAAABOQ/O4lpkpDFNKI/s1600/1%2BMarch%2B2011%2B%25285%2529.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588559466508298514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Yz8_C_c83U/TY6NOa9fqRI/AAAAAAAABOQ/O4lpkpDFNKI/s320/1%2BMarch%2B2011%2B%25285%2529.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;How am I still tired? I woke up at close to 12PM to do nothing more than play Duty with the people who came over. Then, Caanan and I followed Cramer to Walmart. Now, Im here with pizza for dinner but all I want to do is sleep. We were at Victories, the new bar in town, and Shiners last night so its going to be a mellow Saturday night. We might be watching a movie or something so yay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-3882838970334437692?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/3882838970334437692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=3882838970334437692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/3882838970334437692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/3882838970334437692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-guilt-could-fill-fucking-sea.html' title='This guilt could fill a fucking sea.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Yz8_C_c83U/TY6NOa9fqRI/AAAAAAAABOQ/O4lpkpDFNKI/s72-c/1%2BMarch%2B2011%2B%25285%2529.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-2510047224447509207</id><published>2011-03-25T22:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T22:34:17.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Im through with these pills that make me sit still.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uQ_O2QBaBQQ/TY1cL-DRisI/AAAAAAAABOI/y6vhGyf7ZD0/s1600/24%2BJanuary%2B2011%2B%25287%2529.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588224073341700802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uQ_O2QBaBQQ/TY1cL-DRisI/AAAAAAAABOI/y6vhGyf7ZD0/s320/24%2BJanuary%2B2011%2B%25287%2529.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It is finally Friday! This marks the end of the second week of Spring II. Damn, time really does fly. I have six more weeks of classes to endure before I head back down to Alabama with Caanan for about a month, then Im flying back to my tanah air. To think that Ive been here for more than seven months, started college off with stupid decisions, lived the first few months through the repercussions, met the love of my life, picked myself up with his help, its just crazy. I really think that Ive found my happily ever after.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-2510047224447509207?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/2510047224447509207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=2510047224447509207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/2510047224447509207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/2510047224447509207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-through-with-these-pills-that-make.html' title='Im through with these pills that make me sit still.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uQ_O2QBaBQQ/TY1cL-DRisI/AAAAAAAABOI/y6vhGyf7ZD0/s72-c/24%2BJanuary%2B2011%2B%25287%2529.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-4518825947515646774</id><published>2011-03-19T15:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T15:40:16.947-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I will write you just to let you know that I am alright.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KdvrCbCC6JE/TYUQhmRHMwI/AAAAAAAABOA/Vah0HhKg2Hc/s1600/1%2BMarch%2B2011%2B%25284%2529.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585889082217018114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KdvrCbCC6JE/TYUQhmRHMwI/AAAAAAAABOA/Vah0HhKg2Hc/s320/1%2BMarch%2B2011%2B%25284%2529.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hello, world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I am currently procrastinating homework. Caanan, Stephen, Winston and I celebrated St Patricks Day at the bar with Cramer, Ella, Raj, Sandra and Tom. If there was anyone else, I wouldnt know because I was already feeling retarded by the time we got there. So, naturally, I tried to wake up the following morning but failed. I ended up skipping my first two classes. Well, there goes my perfect attendance goal. I was still feeling relatively slow during my third class but it was a workday so it wasnt that bad. Workdays are the days before a presentation where we work on our outlines and stuff in class. So, yes, I have prepresentation papers to write and also MATH105 homework to do. I have no idea how to contact Michiko so I really dont know what they did in COMM100 yesterday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Yes, Jazmint, procrastination loves me too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-4518825947515646774?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/4518825947515646774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=4518825947515646774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/4518825947515646774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/4518825947515646774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-will-write-you-just-to-let-you-know.html' title='I will write you just to let you know that I am alright.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KdvrCbCC6JE/TYUQhmRHMwI/AAAAAAAABOA/Vah0HhKg2Hc/s72-c/1%2BMarch%2B2011%2B%25284%2529.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-5673300665124603009</id><published>2011-03-18T17:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T17:51:56.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I made you swear that our hearts will never die.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;You are bamboo&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are a very independent and unpredictable person. You do things your way and you never know what turn your life will take. You are very intellectual and logical. You try to think things through carefully - in steps. Sometimes, it seems like you are unemotional but you try to have your emotions work for you instead of against you. Those who know you best know how loyal, compassionate, and supportive you are. You are a very admirable person."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;You are indigo&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of all the shades of blue, you are the most funky, unique, and independent. Expressing yourself and taking a leap of faith have always been easy for you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;You are a romantic&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You live your life like a fairytale or at least you try to. Living for magical moments, you believe that theres only one true love for you. Love is the most important thing in your life and you dont take it for granted. Your perfect match loves to be in love as much as you do!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-5673300665124603009?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/5673300665124603009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=5673300665124603009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/5673300665124603009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/5673300665124603009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-made-you-swear-that-our-hearts-will.html' title='I made you swear that our hearts will never die.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-4799178972289149925</id><published>2011-03-16T14:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T14:53:56.055-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It would be so simple.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, this is another iPod Shuffle game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When someone says, "Is this OK," you say:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Ghost Of You" by Good Charlotte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What best describes your personality?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Love Me" by Yiruma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What do you like in a man?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Wolves At Night" by Manchester Orchestra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you feeling today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Never Take Us Alive" by Madina Lake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is your purpose in life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Breathe Today" by Flyleaf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is your motto?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Fixed" by Stars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What do your friends think of you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Homecoming" by Hey Monday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What do you think of your parents?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Lacrymosa" by Evanescence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What do you often think about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I Dont Have To Try" by Avril Lavigne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 + 2 =&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Unanswered" by Suicide Silence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What do you think of your best friend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Vanilla Twilight" by Owl City&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What do you think of your boyfriend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Five Minutes To Midnight" by Boys Like Girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What do your parents think of you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Helicopter" by Deerhunter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What will you dance to at your wedding?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Somebody To Love" by Glee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What will they play at your funeral?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Waking Up In Vegas" by Katy Perry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is your hobby?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Disturbia" by The Cab&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is your biggest secret?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Stand Up" by Trapt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What do you think of your friends?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I Kissed A Girl" by Katy Perry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whats the worst thing that could happen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Thank U" by Alanis Morissette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How will you die?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"The Show Must Go On" by Drop Dead, Gorgeous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Does anyone like you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Pyramid Song" by Radiohead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you could go back in time, what would you change?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Cant Stop, Gotta Date With Hate" by Lostprophets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What hurts right now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Reflections" by Christina Aguilera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-4799178972289149925?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/4799178972289149925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=4799178972289149925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/4799178972289149925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/4799178972289149925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/03/it-would-be-so-simple.html' title='It would be so simple.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-8802655706432000484</id><published>2011-03-14T20:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T20:48:55.449-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You are everything that is so typical.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJuzZeSl6Zw/TX7EY46YroI/AAAAAAAABN4/8wKHlXDt2Ew/s1600/2%2BMarch%2B2011%2B%25286%2529.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584116519859170946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJuzZeSl6Zw/TX7EY46YroI/AAAAAAAABN4/8wKHlXDt2Ew/s320/2%2BMarch%2B2011%2B%25286%2529.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The first day of Spring II went pretty well. Wadian for COMM100 was sarcastic as fuck, Staniger for MATH105 was cheery as fuck and DeGreeff for COMM105 was happy as fuck. Very extreme instructors but meh, they make the classes interesting. So, both my Communications classes are as expected - lots of presentations. MATH105 was surprisingly not scary. Maybe it was just the first day of class or whatever but the stuff, weve learned before in Form One, I think. Yeah, its probably just because its the first day of class. I remember how Add Math is always really easy at the beginning of every chapter, then progresses into toughass shit thats impossible to solve. Anyway, Im going to go read my syllabi or something so goodbye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-8802655706432000484?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/8802655706432000484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=8802655706432000484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/8802655706432000484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/8802655706432000484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/03/you-are-everything-that-is-so-typical.html' title='You are everything that is so typical.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJuzZeSl6Zw/TX7EY46YroI/AAAAAAAABN4/8wKHlXDt2Ew/s72-c/2%2BMarch%2B2011%2B%25286%2529.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-3306051418185155875</id><published>2011-03-13T12:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T19:49:05.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cdBS78SqyZQ/TX0AKn3VEqI/AAAAAAAABNw/U_BL1u2kNQ4/s1600/1%2BMarch%2B2011%2B%25283%2529.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583619295509025442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cdBS78SqyZQ/TX0AKn3VEqI/AAAAAAAABNw/U_BL1u2kNQ4/s320/1%2BMarch%2B2011%2B%25283%2529.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The new term, Spring II, starts tomorrow and I am honestly excited. Ive been having too many General Education classes for the past two terms and Im finally taking Communications classes so yay! Interpersonal Communications and Public Speaking, Im coming for you. As for my third class, it sadly is College Algebra With Applications. We all knew it was coming; Ive put it off for far too long. Oh, well. Im excited, Im excited, Im excited! Im going to wake up at 7:30AM because Im cool like that. Wow, I havent looked forward to school this much in a longass time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-3306051418185155875?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/3306051418185155875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=3306051418185155875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/3306051418185155875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/3306051418185155875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-is-scent-of-dead-skin-on-linoleum.html' title='This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cdBS78SqyZQ/TX0AKn3VEqI/AAAAAAAABNw/U_BL1u2kNQ4/s72-c/1%2BMarch%2B2011%2B%25283%2529.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-6944311335256564368</id><published>2011-03-12T18:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T18:34:36.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We are growing apart but we pull it together.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;You are 68% nonconformist&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are a pretty serious nonconformist. You live a life that hardly anyone understands. While some may call you a freak, youre happy with who you are."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;You are 32% cynical&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Generally, you give people the benefit of the doubt but there are exceptions. You buy into many of the things that mainstream society believes but youre not anybodys fool."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;You are 36% obsessive&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You tend to have a few obsessive thoughts but you generally have them under control. Sometimes, your worries keep you up at night, though they usually dont interfere with your life."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-6944311335256564368?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/6944311335256564368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=6944311335256564368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/6944311335256564368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/6944311335256564368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/03/we-are-growing-apart-but-we-pull-it.html' title='We are growing apart but we pull it together.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-4418502796765626880</id><published>2011-03-03T11:31:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T14:01:46.609-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ad: MAD - RM15 for 25 Pcs Assorted Homemade Chocolates from Pandanus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Heaven is cheap homemade chocolate. With #MilkADeal, youll be able to get RM30 worth of #Pandanus homemade chocolate for just RM15. Click!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.churpchurp.com/sockwunnn/share/pandanus"&gt;http://www.churpchurp.com/sockwunnn/share/pandanus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-4418502796765626880?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/4418502796765626880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=4418502796765626880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/4418502796765626880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/4418502796765626880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/03/ad-mad-rm15-for-25-pcs-assorted.html' title='Ad: MAD - RM15 for 25 Pcs Assorted Homemade Chocolates from Pandanus'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7673621715956485723.post-6309050382623142272</id><published>2011-03-02T13:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T13:45:19.265-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You and I will ride tonight until the past is out of sight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;You are appropriately clingy&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You appreciate the close intimacy of relationships but you also know that there can be too much of a good thing. You value your space and you never forget that your partner needs some alone time as well. You try to strike a perfect balance between togetherness and independence. Whenever you feel yourself clinging a little too much, you try to pull back. Theres always room for more later."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;You should travel to London&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you travel, you need to keep active and on-the-go. You want a vacation where you can keep moving and keep things exciting. You should travel to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Paris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tokyo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NYC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sydney&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;London."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Your personality is Idealist&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are a passionate, caring and unique person. You are good at expressing yourself and sharing your ideals. You are the most compassionate of all types and connect with others easily. Your heart tends to rule you; you cant make decisions without considering feelings. You seek out other empathetic people to befriend; truth and authenticity matter in your friendships. In love, you give everything that you have to relationships. You fall in love easily. At work, you crave personal expression and meaning in your career. With others, you communicate well. You can spend all night talking with someone. As far as your looks go, youve likely taken the time to develop your own personal style. On weekends, you like to be with others. Charity work is also a favorite pastime of yours."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7673621715956485723-6309050382623142272?l=sockwunnn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/feeds/6309050382623142272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7673621715956485723&amp;postID=6309050382623142272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/6309050382623142272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7673621715956485723/posts/default/6309050382623142272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sockwunnn.blogspot.com/2011/03/you-and-i-will-ride-tonight-until-past.html' title='You and I will ride tonight until the past is out of sight.'/><author><name>Socks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10184057373181022538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_oiLA94UefI/Tofs2HLDUzI/AAAAAAAABUo/ndw5rygp-Ig/s220/14%2BJuly%2B2011.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
