<?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-6960871429478404071</id><updated>2012-01-30T20:09:19.780-05:00</updated><category term='www'/><category term='memories'/><category term='reviews'/><category term='dreams/ nightmares'/><category term='for you'/><category term='stuff'/><category term='rants'/><category term='piano progress'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='my notes'/><category term='blog'/><category term='health'/><category term='about jennifer'/><category term='skin care'/><title type='text'>Foldable Paper</title><subtitle type='html'>A Blog for my Personal Reference</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>121</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-6931321789319704557</id><published>2011-12-28T10:58:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T13:28:26.694-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Been avoiding this blog x___x</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Life's been pretty monotone, so I never find any inspiration for blogging about my life. When I think of blogging, I think of writing meaningful (to me) long posts. I don't expect anyone to read my blog, everyone is free to do as they wish. Maybe I could post small things instead, but that would sort of feel like I treat my blog as if it was a tumblr. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been progressing a bit in school, not stressing this break about my marks =) I want to step it up next semester. And actually start volunteering. I want to make life a bit more interesting despite school. Perhaps volunteering once a week could help my mind take a break from academics for a few hours, instead of just staring at the computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope everyone (anyone out there) is having a happy holiday with family or friends! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-6931321789319704557?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/6931321789319704557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=6931321789319704557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/6931321789319704557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/6931321789319704557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2011/12/been-avoiding-this-blog-xx.html' title='Been avoiding this blog x___x'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-5172597554219467380</id><published>2011-09-09T17:58:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T18:13:02.918-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Back to school</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;I still haven't found a volunteering position yet. However I did apply to be in a mentoring program where I can be a mentor to a first year student. I just have to wait to be matched up with someone, this waiting makes me quite nervous x_X  So far first week of school was okay, we went through course outlines and had introductory lectures. I can somewhat feel the tide is about to crash on me soon, the difficulty of the courses may be immense. And I gotta prepare myself for the worse this weekend by studying. I have bought all my textbooks except for one. I went to that class and the professor says "previous years book", which is quite confusing, I asked him if he knew the title or edition and he said he didn't teach this course last year so he doesn't know =/ And some of my friends were thinking we just use the textbook that we used in first year. Since both courses are similar and we didn't cover everything in that textbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year my courses don't need access codes to online assignments. Thus, I bought used books. For one of my classes, we were required the newer edition so I bought it at the DIscount bookstore. Two of my books (that comes with solution manual) cost $226.95 and $183 at the school bookstore. I bought them used for $50 each with solution manual, as a result, I saved tons of money, and they were in very good condition, the previous owners seemed to have taken very good care of it o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone will have a relaxing weekend~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-5172597554219467380?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/5172597554219467380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=5172597554219467380' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/5172597554219467380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/5172597554219467380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2011/09/back-to-school.html' title='Back to school'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-7730146465052729281</id><published>2011-09-01T13:04:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T13:33:24.094-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Summer Filler</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Since the last time I've blogged, I've been doing nothing interesting. I went to the mall with my mom to get school supplies for my siblings. We also went bra shopping for me....I really hate bra shopping with my mom, because she has to see how the bra actually fits on me in the fitting room. Even though I'm an iron board, she wants me to fit in and look normal, so we bought some with a bit of padding. It's always embarrassing for me because the employees of the store look at me with that "what-does-she-need-a-bra-for?"-face. =____= Honestly, none of the bra's in stores are ideally my "size". The cups are never filled (if you know what I mean). So we just go with whatever band size fits properly. Perhaps one day I shall go to a specialty bra store that associates with people like me. *siigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Besides that, I've been stressing a lot. I was only able to take 4 courses because of my probationary contract, however I got out of it after my summer grades came out, but the system wouldn't let me enroll into 5 courses. And the class I wanted to get into, ran out of sections to enroll in. So I was stuck. Yesterday, the contract got cancelled somehow (I sent an e-mail and left a phone message to my academic counselor and they prolly cancelled it for me) because when I tried to enroll in a section that was open (happiest few seconds of my life), it worked! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;I've also been stressing about tuition fees, and how it took a while for the system to update, showing if I paid off my fees or not. Next summer, I will try to get a job because my parents are losing quite a load of money due to my education.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;For now, I will attempt at writing out a resume. It was always suggested by a high school teacher that you should update your resume once every year. I should have took that advice but I was lazy and lost my previous resume, so I'll have to start from scratch and memory. The reason for writing a resume is to apply for volunteering, something to do during the school year. I know, school work is going to pile up and I may not manage but it is worth a try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;I completed the kdrama, Lie to Me a week ago and am moving onto Miss Ripley now. On Rogers on Demand, I've been catching up with some episodes of Hell's Kitchen and it's fun to watch as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7x2cgn7YCtE/Tl_AqGt0tuI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Kt9xYVMfGsM/s320/Miss-Ripley03.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647444287335741154" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NpSkupt3gr8/Tl_Ap31E_-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/oaqP8pzYx3w/s320/hellskitchen.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647444283339636706" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;I hope everyone enjoys the rest of their summer!~~ ^_^ &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/6960871429478404071-7730146465052729281?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/7730146465052729281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=7730146465052729281' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/7730146465052729281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/7730146465052729281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2011/09/summer-filler.html' title='Summer Filler'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7x2cgn7YCtE/Tl_AqGt0tuI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Kt9xYVMfGsM/s72-c/Miss-Ripley03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-5615280443201220844</id><published>2011-08-20T12:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T12:56:24.062-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Wispy Clouds in Blue Skies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;This summer, I witnessed many go on vacation. When I mean many, I mean many, I mean 2 close friends and a bunch of other facebook friends hehe. One of my friends visited her relatives who live in Switzerland, so she got to tour around Switzerland, Brussels, Amsterdam, Antwerpen, and Rust. Now that I think about it, that was many places! Unexpectedly, she brought Swiss chocolate with her to share and it tasted so smooth!! The chocolate instantly melted and formed a bed sheet on my tongue allowing the chocolate-ness to delight my taste buds. *___*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PawXhmR5ZZo/Tk_d47BTGbI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Ycs3gAQA2aU/s320/IMG_3951.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642972828104071602" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KjNxe7v89J8/Tk_d5Su0MnI/AAAAAAAAAPY/GtklvCNkt8s/s320/IMG_3969.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642972834468999794" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;This morning I finally got off my lazy bum and went out for a jog, after three months of hiatus. I felt much better after jogging and stretching but walking home, my legs were so wobbly. But I'll keep going at it until school starts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;After summer school ended which was a couple weeks ago, I've been idling around, watching dramas, going to the library, meeting up with friends, and somewhat pre-studying. I've been watching the Korean drama Lie to Me (almost finished with it) and I will move on to Miss Ripley soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BdPT53cdgP4/Tk_laU9U2pI/AAAAAAAAAPg/yWymUYl60fM/s320/lie-to-me-korean-drama-series-online.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642981098583808658" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Next summer, I plan to volunteer, since I haven't done so for more than a year now. I really want to build up my self-esteem and gain more experience. I'm going into my second year this upcoming September. In third year, I plan to retake first year courses to boost my grades up. So it would most likely take me 5 years to complete my Bachelor. Yesterday, I did some "accounting" work and realized the amount of money that went into schooling. My parents don't let me work, so I heavily rely on them for financial support, and they've been providing me for my education. Asian parents don't really show implicit affection towards their children. So I guess my parents wanting me to have a good future serves as them caring for me. It hit me, that I do need to take my education seriously, so I will try very hard not to slack off and procrastinate like I did in first year and aim to be a better person each day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;The weather this summer has been beautiful lately, not too hot and not so cool. I hope everyone will have a terrific week ahead!!~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-5615280443201220844?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/5615280443201220844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=5615280443201220844' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/5615280443201220844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/5615280443201220844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2011/08/wispy-clouds-in-blue-skies.html' title='Wispy Clouds in Blue Skies'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PawXhmR5ZZo/Tk_d47BTGbI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Ycs3gAQA2aU/s72-c/IMG_3951.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-4146555129872868139</id><published>2011-08-14T12:22:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T14:05:07.687-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Finally Free!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Hii everyone!!! I apologize for the lack of updates/ blog posts. I have been swept by exams and essays from this summer term. When I work on an essay, I put all my energy and focus onto it and neglect other things. I put in so much time working on my socio essay that I did not put in any time to study for my biology exam. I pretty much studied the material....let's say skimmed through it ON the day of the exam. During the exam, I was able to answer some questions well, others....I wish I had dedicated more time on. Fortunately, throughout the term, I took my own notes from the text book on some chapters so I somewhat had an idea of what things mean. There are about 50 people enrolled in the class, however only about 15 people show up to lectures, I was one of the very few who attend each lecture so I got a lot of knowledge from it. Except for that one day where I left the lecture midway because my friends found it pointless and persuaded me to go out with them. Overall, I think I did decent, we'll have to see because the grades do not come out until the end of this month. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;I can now finally say that I survived the first year of University. And that I have half a month of summer left to frolic in the grass! Some bad news for me....three of my close Uni friends are leaving the school. One is headed to the U.S, and the two others are moving to college. It really opened to me that as you grow older, people come and go. I'm just very grateful to have met them and gotten to know them, these people will have a place in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;After my sociology final exam, I spent a day with friends and we headed to Pickel Barrel for dessert!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wKMMN4JrwiM/Tkf7whbE5NI/AAAAAAAAAOw/DhxZeXz5aDE/s320/pickel.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640753869329065170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--XoLEHLLwCg/Tkf7xNPrmGI/AAAAAAAAAO4/m-V1h1UY1xY/s320/pickel2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640753881092429922" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TY1QYi16HoU/Tkf7xjtuYBI/AAAAAAAAAPA/fZYwPVVHs6k/s320/pickel3.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 179px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640753887124021266" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;After indulging on sundaes, we walked around town and took our time at a garden. Which had a fountain in the center. At night time, we stopped by Gino's Pizza and munched on a half veggie, half meatball pizza. It was absolutely a day to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-right: auto; margin-left: auto;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5dDOx49v6ls/Tkf86To9lJI/AAAAAAAAAPI/sYPow1m_DhM/s320/pickel4.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640755136939529362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Photos courtesy of my friend Kathleen ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/6960871429478404071-4146555129872868139?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/4146555129872868139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=4146555129872868139' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/4146555129872868139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/4146555129872868139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2011/08/finally-free.html' title='Finally Free!'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wKMMN4JrwiM/Tkf7whbE5NI/AAAAAAAAAOw/DhxZeXz5aDE/s72-c/pickel.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-7177035778624675610</id><published>2011-07-07T20:50:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T21:14:57.378-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>~Smoothies~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;One day I decided to make smoothies for my siblings and myself using the Magic Bullet. We purchased the machine a year ago and it still functions fine. Making smoothies is practically the only purpose we give it. Inside smoothies: bananas, strawberries, vanilla ice cream, and milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1bm02YZwwNk/ThZX7ixN4XI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/7XhbwTHqM2A/s320/sushidayout%2B002.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626781464903147890" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edK3CarEYu8/ThZX6_slKPI/AAAAAAAAAOI/EDomzKm_h-Q/s320/sushidayout%2B001.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626781455488461042" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xf1IKTRS46c/ThZX8gfS45I/AAAAAAAAAOg/IEmZN_jU3Mo/s320/sushidayout%2B005.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626781481470976914" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i14Vy4G74jc/ThZX8VOTogI/AAAAAAAAAOY/7lwkHshgSKU/s320/sushidayout%2B004.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626781478446932482" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Uni has been going well, but there is a ton of readings to be caught up in, so I'll be dedicating this weekend to that. On Mondays and Wednesday I have a 5 hour break before my last class. So instead of studying, I've been using that time to hang with my Uni friends. We walked all the way to Harbourfront which I think was my first time. It was very calm and relaxing there, we took pictures, sat at the bench and studied a bit of Sociology when we were there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IG8TczvqH-g/ThZWDyFwMhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/fxPoeFnFqSI/s320/IMG_3309.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626779407431512594" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GqyyKV5_5MQ/ThZWDT5FwlI/AAAAAAAAAN4/sAoPjvOWdbc/s320/IMG_3307.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626779399325336146" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;After that, I had a sudden craving (very rare) for something refreshing. So we popped into Booster Juice and I ordered their Funkey Monkey smoothie. It was my first time drinking from Booster Juice and the smoothie was so tasty, there was no excess ice so the raw flavours from the banana and chocolate soy milk tickled my taste buds!! I hope everyone's summer is full of sunshine~ =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F88yrZfQSgE/ThZZFa4WFwI/AAAAAAAAAOo/RO2My1aVU_g/s320/boosterjuice.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626782734095881986" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-7177035778624675610?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/7177035778624675610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=7177035778624675610' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/7177035778624675610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/7177035778624675610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2011/07/smoothies.html' title='~Smoothies~'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1bm02YZwwNk/ThZX7ixN4XI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/7XhbwTHqM2A/s72-c/sushidayout%2B002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-5047215633495047845</id><published>2011-06-28T14:00:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T14:39:56.785-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Humid weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Two of my summer courses started last week, I am starting to feel the pressure of having to do more work but I'll deal with it somehow. For one of my courses, I was able to borrow the book from the library! It costs $50 from the school bookstore so I saved on money. hehe I'm cheap =D I haven't seen my close friends in such a long time. The next time I see them would be August. For now, I have been spending time with my family. A few weeks ago, I actually went to an outdoor swimming pool for the first time, it was pleasant and unpleasant at the same time. My feet have not touched a pool since 3 years ago, the weather was cool and the water was ice cold! My body seems to have a low tolerance for extreme temperatures because I was still shivering even after changing back into my clothes. After swimming we went to this new sushi place that opened up a few months ago. We decided to try it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;On the Sunday that just past, my family ate a Thai seafood hot pot. Whenever we eat a hot pot, it is practically the only time we all sit and eat with each other in one place at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uzJxsSu-6wQ/Tgoa_tT2rGI/AAAAAAAAANY/TbF7_PF6IZ0/s320/sushidayout%2B016.JPG" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623336766522436706" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It was a nice day out so we strolled to the beach/ lake to get some fresh air. And that days plan was to go back to the sushi takeout place (Sushi 67) to eat. My mom brought the camera so we took some photos but after a while we forgot to take photos of the rest of the food we ordered. Some stuff to point out, the service is the best I have seen so far for a sushi place. When you walk through the door everyone (team of Chefs) give you a warm welcome hello. The waitress always asks how you're doing and explains the items on the menu well. The place is really small, can hold about 8 people. But the advantage of such a small place is they can focus more on making the food the best they can even with all the takeout orders they receive throughout the day. When you leave, they all say thank-you, it's a really comfortable place where they acknowledge your existence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h4AL4_R7F9k/TgobA-UHinI/AAAAAAAAANw/AOXPCfcx8HY/s320/sushidayout%2B040.JPG" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623336788266814066" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Above is the Dynamite Roll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CqNj68OHT6U/TgobASMPkhI/AAAAAAAAANo/VobjBsHdPxs/s320/sushidayout%2B039.JPG" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623336776422625810" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Coconut shrimp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kgA2hbGcYxg/Tgoa_8YbqdI/AAAAAAAAANg/sAJdbdLmWcw/s320/sushidayout%2B038.JPG" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623336770568169938" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seaweed salad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;We also ordered Marinated Fried Tofu (Inari) sushi, and Grilled Fresh Water Eel (Unagi) sushi. For an outing of four, the total cost was $31.60.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;June has really gone by fast, however I have a feeling that July will go by slowly because of the extra courses I'm taking x___x&lt;/span&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/6960871429478404071-5047215633495047845?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/5047215633495047845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=5047215633495047845' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/5047215633495047845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/5047215633495047845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2011/06/humid-weather.html' title='Humid weather'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uzJxsSu-6wQ/Tgoa_tT2rGI/AAAAAAAAANY/TbF7_PF6IZ0/s72-c/sushidayout%2B016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-6804013967085388586</id><published>2011-06-16T18:08:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T13:36:03.018-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Fresh Air</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:'trebuchet ms';" &gt;Over the past few weeks, I've been jogging along the lake. I feel a sense of freedom! I'm not sure if the lake is polluted, but I can imagine the oxygen surging throughout my body. The downside to exercising is the sweat. But no complaints, jogging is the most fun I get from the summer season. I also practiced riding a bike (I don't know how to ride one properly). I was able to keep my balance longer, there are those times where I get nervous and just stop. I have practiced riding before with my friends bike but I couldn't ride properly. Then my mom told me to just look ahead and focus on moving forward, I guess looking ahead of yourself does help because I got the hang of it pretty well. I had trouble stopping, then I learned to press of the brakes, slow down then put one foot on the ground. I'm such a slow learner x) In the process, I got a couple bruises on my calves, they are healing, I really hope the greenish-purplish marks go away x___x I still don't know how turn or ride in a straight line yet. There was one time I was alone. I kept stopping to adjust the brakes (lightness or heaviness of the wheels). And this man in his 40's or 50's, told me to come over so he could help me. I was pretty hesitant but walked towards him anyways, he had a bike with him too. There were people jogging, biking, and rollerblading so I could yell for help anytime. He gave me some pointers and rode along side me. I told him I was afraid of riding quickly because of my fear of speed and he said it's alright. That there is no rush and I should go at the pace that I'm comfortable with. He told me that it's nice to live life slow and steadily. I just found it very inspiring. I was always afraid of bumping into his bike, and I wasn't able to bike in a straight line but I was able to bike for a longer time than I used to. I was grateful to have met this stranger =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:'trebuchet ms';" &gt;For the summer, I enrolled into two more courses so in total I'll be keeping myself busy with three courses to study for. It would be great to volunteer to get some experience in the health field...but that will have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h-yR7v_fUn0/TfqQcrvqI6I/AAAAAAAAANQ/r-zOJ9FuBlc/s320/June2011%2B0412.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618962307551470498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:'trebuchet ms';" &gt;Using youtube, my sister made this Mashimaro 3D origami as a gift for her teacher =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:'trebuchet ms';" &gt;Last week, my Uni friends and I went to The Pickle Barrel (my first time). We just ordered ice cream (Gigantic Banana Split and Chocolate Brownie Sundae), the desserts were reasonably priced and my friend kept raving about it. And they did taste delicious!! After that night, I caught a cold but I've been feeling better. Make the most of your week everyone!!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-6804013967085388586?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/6804013967085388586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=6804013967085388586' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/6804013967085388586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/6804013967085388586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2011/06/fresh-air.html' title='Fresh Air'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h-yR7v_fUn0/TfqQcrvqI6I/AAAAAAAAANQ/r-zOJ9FuBlc/s72-c/June2011%2B0412.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-4380518123693176590</id><published>2011-06-04T11:13:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T12:09:17.347-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Breathe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;I didn't notice I had returning readers to my blog, yikes I haven't updated since...*looks at blog in new tab* mid May. I'm so sorry x________x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Summer is quite boring, I'm trying to make the most of it? Nah. I can't escape my apartment because my parents prefer that I stay home to guard it in case burglars happen to get in. Hopefully next summer I can do some volunteering or get a job (most likely volunteer though). Over the past three or so weeks, I calculated my CGPA and I realized I have to take another summer course to bring it up or else I won't be able to continue in the program, yes I brought myself to a situation where it almost feels like life and death. So summer will be all about education, self-studying, and reading books. I never want to be in this situation again, it really feels like I'm hanging by a thread or that I'm drowning in the deep-end. Anyways, I'm trying not to stress about it and just focus on my studies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;My hair has been growing quite long, the longest it has ever been in my life (your definition of long may be different from mine), seriously. Instead of just letting it hang out, I decided to play with it and do something different. So I practiced french braiding it. I'm still not confident having my hair tied up because I'm still conscious of my acne scars, they are slowly fading but it's still so noticeable. The thing with braiding your own hair is that your arms get exhausted so easily, with blood or lactic acid (not sure which/ what) building up in your muscles. So I ended up braiding very messily. I think I'll give up on self braiding and just ask my sister or mom to do it for me =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Here is my fail attempt....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLXsahyKiYs/TepVHzYTjPI/AAAAAAAAANA/NCidjAFQx9U/s320/wizard%2B012.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 149px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614393478010342642" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;(Skip this paragraph if you want). My computer kept shutting down automatically, so we brought it to the fix it guy, my desktop computer is made by the fix it guy so we just bring it to him whenever the computer is malfunctioning. The problem was that there was a lot of dust that accumulated in the CPU or hardware and it just needed cleaning. Then when we got it back, when I tried watching videos the computer would reboot itself. After a couple reboots, the color quality became 4-bit and I couldn't change it back to 32-bit. I called the fix it guy and he talked to me through on ways to fix the problem (something with the graphics driver), when we tried reinstalling the graphics driver there was failure in the installation. Then he told me to look for the motherboard installation disk, it took me 2 hours to search three closets, go through junk and yet it is nowhere to be seen. I called them again and we tried other methods. And somehow after clicking, rebooting...the computer went back to normal. Computer problems seem to stress my mind, it's like I can't move on unless it is back to normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;After going through stuff that I haven't seen in years, I found this blank notebook that my friend gifted me, the texture of the cover feels plushie like a pillow, and the paper is hand made.  The notebook came from Nepal. I used it as a sketchbook, so I'll likely resume drawing in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nbTGZnxnlHk/TepVSVsun1I/AAAAAAAAANI/F0M68LN8aaI/s320/wizard%2B069.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614393659021500242" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;I've been trying to eat more to gain more weight but that hasn't been working out. So I decided to start jogging during the morning. Maybe some exercise will help? All school year I haven't been active except walking. So this summer since I'm only going to opening books, I might as well go jogging. So far I've jogged twice, on Thursday and today, and my legs have gotten sore. I'm sure the soreness will subside later on as I continue to jog more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;I might blog less now since there is really nothing that goes on in my life, it's pretty mediocre. Rain or shine, I hope everyone is having a day full of smiles! ^_^&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/6960871429478404071-4380518123693176590?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/4380518123693176590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=4380518123693176590' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/4380518123693176590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/4380518123693176590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2011/06/breathe.html' title='Breathe'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLXsahyKiYs/TepVHzYTjPI/AAAAAAAAANA/NCidjAFQx9U/s72-c/wizard%2B012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-8838776539354164806</id><published>2011-05-13T16:37:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T17:16:50.881-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>The start of my four month summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;This is really belated since I already started summer two weeks ago. I went through my first year of post-secondary school, I look back and I'm not satisfied. To be honest I failed a course in my first semester so I'm taking it again this summer, I am determined to get somewhere around a B or more (hopefully an A) since it's the only course I'll be taking and I have no excuses to slack off. During the winter break my face broke out so much due to the stress that I was getting from being worried whether I passed three of my courses or not. I really regret not doing as well as I should have been. But I learned from my horrible mistake. Once second year starts, I am going to be fired up to get A's. I promise myself I will do better, be more positive and reach for my highest potential.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;For now, I'll be studying for my summer course, and study ahead for courses I'll be taking this upcoming Fall 2011. This year I finally finished the book Snowflower and the Secret Fan by Lisa See. I haven't read a book for leisure in many years since high school started so I found that a nice accomplishment. =) I am currently reading: Feynman's Rainbow - A search for beauty in physics and in life by Leonard Mlodinow and Bite-Size Science by Robert Dinwiddie. I hope that after reading these books it will bring me to appreciating the sciences more and help me engage to the subject. My summer plans are pretty monotone, babysit my sibs, read, study, watch dramas and perhaps volunteer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Last month was my sister's birthday, I thought she turned 13 but she turned 12 this year, my bad xP  Kids nowadays seem to be growing more taller, she's almost my height and I'm 5'6" or 5'7" (not sure).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8HQIWXeg-yk/Tc2doMnMvpI/AAAAAAAAAMs/WZV3Du0ry0k/s320/jessicabday2011%2B047.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606310425052102290" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Last Tuesday was my elementary school's spring concert. My mom and I attended to see my brother and sister perform. I'm quite proud of my sister because she participates in many extra curricular activities (except sports because those are after school). Even now I still never do as much as she does. She was one of the MC's for the concert. We watched mainly choir performances with instrumentals, steel pan, dancing, wood-wind players, string players, and a stop motion animation. After every single performance parents were allowed to take pictures of their young one so every once in a while you would see a mob of parents run up to snap a photo. Really showed me how much memories are of importance to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--puVkF4yh9c/Tc2dod7mOjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/3QQBKES2BVQ/s320/springconcert2011%2B017.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606310429701061170" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;On another note, Vampire Diaries season 2 ended =( Shows like these keep me looking forward to the next week. I was very shocked when Vicky and Anna came back to life, in my head I'm like "What's going to happen to Bonnie?!". I'll be sure to look forward to season 3! Not sure if it will come in the Fall or Winter of next year.&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/6960871429478404071-8838776539354164806?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/8838776539354164806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=8838776539354164806' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/8838776539354164806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/8838776539354164806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2011/05/start-of-my-four-month-summer.html' title='The start of my four month summer'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8HQIWXeg-yk/Tc2doMnMvpI/AAAAAAAAAMs/WZV3Du0ry0k/s72-c/jessicabday2011%2B047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-7139794973478687381</id><published>2011-05-07T13:42:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T14:06:44.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>High Park 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;On Thursday morning, my friends (Ai Nante, our trio name, the song by NEWS which connected us) and I went for a stroll in High Park to see if the cherry blossoms were blooming. Unfortunately it wasn't fully in bloom, they had just begun blooming. So pink petals were not dancing in the wind, though it was quite windy that day. That morning I woke up and wanted to go outside, then my friend texted me asking if I wanted to go see cherry blossoms so this was all last minute planning. Luckily everything worked out since I am not a fan of last minute plans. But my parents told me it would be the last time I get to hang out til August. =___=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dsNZKHgqhsg/TcWF2sXw1XI/AAAAAAAAAMM/8RmUPtRnMrc/s320/highpark2011%2B004.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604032486002709874" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-048Je2i3_s8/TcWF27hpCEI/AAAAAAAAAMU/ydcqP955edM/s320/highpark2011%2B006.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604032490070673474" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;I should have took close-up pictures of the blossoms XP Maybe I'll update later if my friend posted her photos that she took. She had great macro shots ^__^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LUsQ5xmPDgU/TcWG_QzlwTI/AAAAAAAAAMk/VrWQOFR91Tw/s1600/highpark2011%2B008.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LUsQ5xmPDgU/TcWG_QzlwTI/AAAAAAAAAMk/VrWQOFR91Tw/s1600/highpark2011%2B008.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LUsQ5xmPDgU/TcWG_QzlwTI/AAAAAAAAAMk/VrWQOFR91Tw/s320/highpark2011%2B008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604033732733681970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;The Claritin allergy medicine company had a smart way of advertising their product. The sky was blue, barely a cloud in sight and they took advantage of the nice weather where most people would be out. The words were "Live Claritin clear today".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d2RfzFYWlBs/TcWF3DpRHlI/AAAAAAAAAMc/eyW22tHU8bk/s1600/highpark2011%2B010.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d2RfzFYWlBs/TcWF3DpRHlI/AAAAAAAAAMc/eyW22tHU8bk/s1600/highpark2011%2B010.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d2RfzFYWlBs/TcWF3DpRHlI/AAAAAAAAAMc/eyW22tHU8bk/s320/highpark2011%2B010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604032492250144338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Both of them will be attending the JYJ Concert in Newark, New Jersey, they'll be sitting in a section right next to the stage!!! I am worried for them but not to that extent because I know they will have a memorable blast! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6960871429478404071-7139794973478687381?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/7139794973478687381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=7139794973478687381' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/7139794973478687381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/7139794973478687381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2011/05/high-park-2011.html' title='High Park 2011'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dsNZKHgqhsg/TcWF2sXw1XI/AAAAAAAAAMM/8RmUPtRnMrc/s72-c/highpark2011%2B004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-5845366430759587336</id><published>2011-05-04T16:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T16:08:39.916-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Sun and Wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Was quite windy today when I walked to the library to pick up my holds. Today is a very bright day with the occasional sun hiding behind the clouds. I'm going to be starting my summer course soon in a few hours, I'm starting to get butterflies now which I didn't expect. Didn't think I'd be that nervous for first day of Uni summer school. My inner thoughts are yelling "Go away!!" From now on I got to take my education seriously. Tomorrow I must read over my lecture notes, make my own notes and read the text book. I am going to aim for a really high mark since I'm only taking one course during the summer, so no excuses Jennifer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Sort of strange....I never really think that my name matches me. But when people call out Jennifer, I automatically turn my head. I don't know, I guess being identified as Jennifer for so long that I became accustomed to the name. For my friends, I wouldn't think of them as having any other name other than the name they were given since birth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;A song I'm liking right now~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ypit0NcNV-8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-5845366430759587336?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/5845366430759587336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=5845366430759587336' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/5845366430759587336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/5845366430759587336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2011/05/sun-and-wind.html' title='Sun and Wind'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ypit0NcNV-8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-7222268218495998623</id><published>2011-04-27T13:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T14:22:25.671-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Just like a waving flag~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qVBBTujID1I/TbherFrjX1I/AAAAAAAAAME/efB2d--o13I/s1600/april%2Bshowers%2B085.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qVBBTujID1I/TbherFrjX1I/AAAAAAAAAME/efB2d--o13I/s200/april%2Bshowers%2B085.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600330230987448146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My dad asked me to find the installation CD for one of our old printers that we never use anymore. So I was rummaging through junk and stumbled upon this mini notepad that my friend gave me before summer started. We were elementary school friends but we still keep in contact from time to time til now. She was always very giving towards me so I always felt in debt towards her, one day I plan to repay her for her kindness if the day ever comes when I am independent enough. I read through the notepad and boy was I a cry baby as a child, I would get upset over the most smallest things. I have to admit I've always been the emotional, sensitive type. I sort of am still now but I try to avoid those situations. Many years have past since then and I constantly reflect on the past, and think about the unknown future. Right now I feel lost, unsure, scared of what lies ahead. I feel like running away but that is not a viable choice. I am not confident whether or not I can achieve a career. Currently I am waiting to see if I failed a course, this will determine whether I can move on to second year or not. I have not been taking my education seriously but If I do make it, I will put it into priority and take better action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Some goals that I hope to achieve in the next 5 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Gain ten pounds, basically gain weight and lots of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Get into Pharmacy school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Have a part time job to pay for education&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Dress better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Be more happier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Stop slouching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Never having to look down while walking out in public&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Get out more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Most of these I doubt will be achieved, but it doesn't hurt to dream right? I got this off of someone from soompi, I found it to be very amusing because I'm definitely going to keep this blog for a very long time and it would be nice to have something solid to check back to in the future and see how much has happened. As we age we do become stronger as the years pass by.&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/6960871429478404071-7222268218495998623?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/7222268218495998623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=7222268218495998623' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/7222268218495998623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/7222268218495998623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2011/04/just-like-waving-flag.html' title='Just like a waving flag~'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qVBBTujID1I/TbherFrjX1I/AAAAAAAAAME/efB2d--o13I/s72-c/april%2Bshowers%2B085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-995803245889130180</id><published>2011-04-09T13:29:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T14:19:45.762-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skin care'/><title type='text'>Stuff I use for my face</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XxXNQL0-fkM/TaCiY0lvBPI/AAAAAAAAALs/siZ5qMQKDSw/s400/playing%2B007.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593649284511630578" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I am not using a skincare regime or routine. What I simply do now is wash my face with cleanser at night, if I have to then I'll use cleanser in the morning or simply use water. I am not favoring the cleanser that I'm using now, it sort of dries my skin out so I only use a small pea size of it. I apply a light amount of jojoba oil after cleansing morning and night. In the morning, after applying jojoba oil, I apply sunscreen. About once or twice a week I would use turmeric root, cut it and gently rub it on my pimples. I am still using the green bean starch-yogurt drink mask. A week ago, my mom bought cinnamon powder from a chinese herbal store. (She can't settle for the grocery kind) And told me to try applying it with honey. I did this and I was able to see an improvement in my skin. While washing it off, my skin felt really soft. I did some research&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; and saw that I could &lt;/div&gt;combine cinnamon and honey with nutmeg and a little lemon. I decided to go with this and my skin became blotchy red due to the irritating lemon. I still continued with this about twice a week but I used very little&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pL-R2BcewUY/TaCiglPucLI/AAAAAAAAAL0/uaZ5SuZBoUM/s400/playing%2B008.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593649417831739570" /&gt; (like two drops) lemon juice from the lemon and diluted it with water. My skin became less irritated. And the acne is still at bay =). I am also hoping that the lemon would lighten my scars a bit, which I believe will take a long time to heal.&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;                                                                              Instead &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;of piling my skin with tons of stuff, I started using less.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-995803245889130180?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/995803245889130180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=995803245889130180' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/995803245889130180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/995803245889130180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2011/04/stuff-i-use-my-face.html' title='Stuff I use for my face'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XxXNQL0-fkM/TaCiY0lvBPI/AAAAAAAAALs/siZ5qMQKDSw/s72-c/playing%2B007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-5418372133114605393</id><published>2011-02-26T21:52:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T13:00:37.545-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;So this week was reading week. I wish it were longer but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;good things come to an end eventually (this does not apply to everything). I don't think I even used it productively. All I accomplished was finishing math homework. I still have a physics online assignment, physics lab report, philosophy reading, and chemistry lab sheets to co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;mplete. I find it hard to focus on studying for midterms when yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;u have these assignments due next week. This week for Family Day, my family and I went yum cha! Basically went to a Cantonese restaurant to drink tea and eat dim sum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;As usual we stopped by the supermarket to buy a cart load of groceries. It's been years since I ate this.....wafer sticks *drools*. Didn't taste as great as I remembered though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j1JL-ure_zI/TWnBpgx0bLI/AAAAAAAAAKE/LhAQguj53ls/s320/february%2B030.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578202532392758450" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;I find pate (spreadable meat) very appetizing ^__^, it sort of looks gross but meh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-97VyfLv2Ch4/TWnAEQ0AlaI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/8stvDG_jczc/s320/february%2B029.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578200792940189090" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;On another day, for the first time in a long time, my mom made pho that actually tasted good (It is difficult to imitate pho from a restaurant). *p* You can't see the noodles in these pictures ^^;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mnGQBRUXji0/TW0skccz57I/AAAAAAAAAKM/xo7lDs4FeZc/s320/february%2B035.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579164518005860274" /&gt;Here below, is my dad's big bowl....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-right: auto; margin-left: auto;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a0MAe0PJlsc/TW0skvD566I/AAAAAAAAAKU/8VF_6RXB53k/s320/february%2B036.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579164523001670562" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;On Friday, two of my friends and I stopped by for macarons. I really don't know how I became interested in it, well the appearance of them looked so amusing so I looked up places where they sold the best ones possible around the area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;We settled for a place called &lt;a href="http://labamboche.ca/"&gt;La Bamboche&lt;/a&gt; . We looked almost ridiculous sharing them because we took turns taking bites, they were expensive since good ones are rare to come by. $2.50 each but when you buy 6 or more, no tax will be charged. So overall $15, not so bad for a french delicacy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VTnAe1Jcp1Q/TW0wI84-pII/AAAAAAAAAKc/QdSzbZLr86A/s320/macarons.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 263px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579168443724113026" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;The flavours we had were (from the top left, going clockwise), pistachio, green tea mango, amaretto, creme de cassis, yuzu and, ume and sake. The inside filling was very light, the exterior had a crunch. The cakes they had made my eyes drool! Going there was a nice experience. When the three of us went out of the place, three new people went in, I just found that interesting =D &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/6960871429478404071-5418372133114605393?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/5418372133114605393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=5418372133114605393' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/5418372133114605393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/5418372133114605393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2011/02/food.html' title='Food'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j1JL-ure_zI/TWnBpgx0bLI/AAAAAAAAAKE/LhAQguj53ls/s72-c/february%2B030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-8323169426557638246</id><published>2011-02-12T12:37:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T13:12:51.163-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>Visit to the Dermatologist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Two days ago, I had my first dermatologist appointment after six years of suffering from acne. I don't mean suffer as in the end of the world. It's just that acne has always been present on my face and it made me self-conscious while getting through the day. I have read reviews and my derma was very busy and the long waits has put low reviews on her. I arrived to the appointment 15 minutes late due to school work that was due on that day. I had some trouble finding the place but I managed. I waited for almost an hour and a half before she got to me. I did not mind waiting because I expected it and had a book with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JfnM4cBROPc/TVbKKsI0RkI/AAAAAAAAAJs/ezDjMDmwCpo/s200/SnowFlowerpb.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572863873913210434" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;The age of the people waiting ranged from teens to seniors. Later I was moved into the check-up room, and looked around the space. On the table was a book called "The Surgery-Free Makeover". Having been interested in skincare, I jotted the title down to memory. When she got to me, she was very kind and welcoming. She also wished me a happy belated birthday. She wrote a little bio of me of where I go to school, what I'm majoring in etc. She told me to take off my glasses and analysed one side of my face for about 5 seconds. I believe she had seen numerous people with similar acne to me. She asked me how I felt about taking pills. In the back of my mind, I did not favour pills, having to take a daily drug is not always healthy but I agreed to taking pills. My acne has been getting worse ever since the winter break so I was in need of something that could help lessen the acne. I was prescribed tetracycline pills, which I should take 1g per day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B4vYjE3caGI/TVbMMPTXyoI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/3QudEIIpApQ/s200/joseonwall%2B068.JPG" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572866099555846786" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;After writing down the prescription, she asked me if I had any questions. I was sort of woken up by her question, during my wait I did not think thoroughly of what I should ask or inform her. My next visit will be by the end of March, so I should prepare more questions for her by then. I wish I asked if there were any side effects associated with the pills or if it would affect my hormones. I should have told her I was underweight and had an irregular period. She also asked me general doctor questions like if I have any allergies. When I got home that day I did some research on tetracycline. It`s an antibiotic, and I read somewhere that it inhibits the good bacteria from your stomach. I hope that will not affect my stomach too much so that I would feel aches. The antibiotic also make the skin more sensitive to the sun so I should start investing in a sunscreen. (Even though I should, I have never used a sunscreen for my face before ^^;;). I shall update about this from now on~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-8323169426557638246?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/8323169426557638246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=8323169426557638246' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/8323169426557638246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/8323169426557638246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2011/02/visit-to-dermatologist.html' title='Visit to the Dermatologist'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JfnM4cBROPc/TVbKKsI0RkI/AAAAAAAAAJs/ezDjMDmwCpo/s72-c/SnowFlowerpb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-3896725320241799229</id><published>2011-02-12T11:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T12:15:53.573-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Searching for Lost Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;font color = "F75D59"&gt;My assumption was probably wrong about the hawk that came by &lt;a href="http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2011/01/second-visit.html"&gt;twice&lt;/a&gt;. I did not witness this but my siblings saw another bird, this one looks more feminine? I am not a bird expert, I fear them actually. So you guys be the judge...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YnbPWgSlyRE/TVa-ZSB7EWI/AAAAAAAAAJk/LC8dxoT0ajQ/s1600/joseonwall%2B057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YnbPWgSlyRE/TVa-ZSB7EWI/AAAAAAAAAJk/LC8dxoT0ajQ/s320/joseonwall%2B057.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572850930463478114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lKPDSnfbzyU/TVa-ZP0NSGI/AAAAAAAAAJc/iidggKA6TBg/s1600/joseonwall%2B056.JPG"&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/-lKPDSnfbzyU/TVa-ZP0NSGI/AAAAAAAAAJc/iidggKA6TBg/s320/joseonwall%2B056.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572850929869080674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vu5-A2VWxpA/TVa-YsF0LjI/AAAAAAAAAJU/QLaa8nWUNkE/s1600/joseonwall%2B052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vu5-A2VWxpA/TVa-YsF0LjI/AAAAAAAAAJU/QLaa8nWUNkE/s320/joseonwall%2B052.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572850920279256626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;font color = "F75D59"&gt;Bad quality I know x___x The feathers of this bird seems to have more of a feminine quality. But from what I learned in Biology, the more extravagant looking tends to be the male most of the time.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-3896725320241799229?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/3896725320241799229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=3896725320241799229' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/3896725320241799229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/3896725320241799229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2011/02/searching-for-lost-love.html' title='Searching for Lost Love'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YnbPWgSlyRE/TVa-ZSB7EWI/AAAAAAAAAJk/LC8dxoT0ajQ/s72-c/joseonwall%2B057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-2098296445096873366</id><published>2011-01-07T16:36:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T12:27:17.724-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;During the winter or practically any time of the year, boredom creeps out of nowhere. So what do I do? I watch a drama, go to the library, play chess with my sibs, catch up on episodes of tv series on Rogers Demand (why can't they have Glee??), rarely do I read a book (I lost interest in reading ^^;;;). Okay, I only watched one episode of Glee where they did an ad for a mattress company but I totally understand why many people love the show now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;     &lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/TSeMZYSHzgI/AAAAAAAAAJI/2D1SudhfZ_g/s320/secret_garden_korean_drama.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559566632655244802" /&gt;                       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/TSeMZGNQVKI/AAAAAAAAAJA/os_jw_m9Ohk/s320/secretgarden.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559566627802993826" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt; Both are title covers of the Secret Garden drama.Some dramas that I am currently watching is Secret Garden and I will soon be watching East of Eden which I got from the library today! I mainly watch Korean dramas, I have yet to step into Taiwanese dramas. When I was young I would watch chinese dynasty type dramas and Hong Kong dramas with my mom. Secret Garden so far is really funny. I think this drama out of all that I have watched made me laugh the most. The actors and actresses play their role very well and fit into the shoes of the characters in a way that captures the audience hearts and emotions. One of the great things about this drama is the OST. Every song matched the mood of the scenes so well. It's a very good watch so I definitely recommend it!On the topic of dramas, the first Korean drama I watched was Glass Slippers. From there I have seen, Boys over Flowers, Cinderella Man, Brilliant Legacy, Coffee Prince, Spring Waltz, Goong, You're Beautiful, Full House, Baker King: Kim Tak Goo, My Girlfriend is a Nine-Tailed Fox.I have watched a few episodes of Take Care of My Fair Lady and Playful Kiss but sorta gave up on them xP I will get back to them one day. Recently, I'm getting sort of stressed from family issues. But I hope things will resolve overtime. I will not let this weaken me, so no worries =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-2098296445096873366?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/2098296445096873366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=2098296445096873366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/2098296445096873366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/2098296445096873366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2011/01/drama.html' title='Drama'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/TSeMZYSHzgI/AAAAAAAAAJI/2D1SudhfZ_g/s72-c/secret_garden_korean_drama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-5047904690010162351</id><published>2011-01-06T17:36:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T13:29:32.391-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skin care'/><title type='text'>Acne</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Message to reader: You don't have to read this blog post, it's just for my reference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Background on my skin: I have had acne since I was at the age of 14. Around the end of grade 7 to grade 8. Mainly hormonal acne. As a child I barely drank water, my go to drink was milk. To treat my acne, I would use a prescriptive topical cream that contained benzoyl peroxide. I used those drugstore cleansers such as Spectro Gel, Clean &amp;amp; Clear, St. Ives. After that I wouldn't use toner or moisturizer. My acne was not cystic/ drastic/ super severe, it was moderate as I can remember. As a young person I didn't care about my appearance, even though at that age when hormones start raging, people changing, I just never took notice. I did a bunch of bad things like scrubbing my skin, letting my skin 'air-dry' after cleansing, using towel paper instead of a towel, taking long showers, picking at my acne, squeezing it, applying too much of the benzoyl peroxide cream, and not throughly rinsing off the cleanser. My acne was mainly on my forehead at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I grew up, my skin became more oily at parts so my skin type became combination, oily on the forehead and nose. I really started taking notice in my skin in gr. 10. I had acne scars, and pimples were growing on other parts of my face besides the forehead. I started reading product reviews from makeupalley. Doing research on what products were effective. Despite reading these reviews, I didn't buy them, I found a fulfillment when reading reviews. I did buy a toner from H2O~ because it looked very promising. Somehow I became more interested in the ingredients that were put into products. Leading me to have interest in organic products because they contained less manufactured/ man made chemicals. While I was at an Exhibition, my friend and I came upon this booth where they sold organic skin care products, the line is called Earth to Body. They provided very useful information when talking about there products. I was not forced to buy anything. However I came by a second time and bought a clay mask. Earth to Body didn't have a store, they only sell during special events so I was determined to find stores that carried organic products. My friends told me about these health stores that do carry organic products along with food. So one day we spent the evening browsing in these health stores. They had testers so we started using them. I did not buy anything that day but will surely come back.&lt;br /&gt;I came back to the health food store and purchased an oil-free moisturizer from Alba organics. My mind was still set to oil-free products. I thought that since my face was oily enough, then why put on more oil? I didn't manage to use up the moisturizer, there was a strong fragrance and I later learned that fragrances can be irritating to the skin. While researching through Google, I was led to the Oil Cleansing Method. I didn't look into it that much so I let it slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years later I came upon the OCM again and decided to give it a shot. I began using half and half jojoba oil and castor oil in the first week of December. I steamed/ opened my pores with a hot towel that I bought to use only for OCM. Then I would apply the oil mixture and massage my entire face for a good 3 minutes, I read about OCM more and it was recommended that I massage for about 10 minutes. People have said that it literally removed the impurities and blackheads. Part of the reason why I was using this method was to remove the blackheads on my nose. I was using it every single night. Little did I know that by exposing my face to excessive heat led my skin to function weaker (as in less effective with fighting off bacteria, weakening of the acid mantle). The oil cleansing method was effective with getting out the impurities I have on my skin, while massaging I would feel grainy bits come out. However it did not help with the blackheads on my nose. I'm assuming that since my blackheads have been there for many years, ocm will not be able to budge them out. During the winter break, my face has been in the worse condition it has ever been, well I think my skin was worse before but back then I didn't take notice. I was developing cystic acne, that were inflamed and red and itchy on the sides of my cheeks and jaw area. Part of the reason why this was happening could be because of the stress I was holding in. I was afraid of showing my face once school resumed. However as the weeks past my skin became co-operating. I looked into home remedies and ways of healing my skin again. I started using aloe gel from this aloe plant I bought, it did prevent my acne from being itchy but it did not calm it completely. I stopped OCM completely and resorted to this mask called the green bean starch-yogurt drink mask. Which I found out about from a girl on soompi (asian forum), she posted pictures and she became clear of acne after months of using this mask that her grandma concocted. I decided to give it a chance. There were no immediate results however my acne did become a little bit less.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In February, my cystic like acne was still present so my mom booked me an appointment to a dermatologist. I read up about the dermatologist before going in and they prescribed me with antibiotic pills which I should take for a month and then come back to see how my acne progressed. I took two pills in the morning and two &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at night, I found taking 4 pills a day was too much but I went with it. And yes my acne subsided, they were becoming less. The only things left on my face were acne scars. Of course I get about 3-4 little pimples each week, but it was not as bad. My skin stopped becoming irritating, itchy, red. I was happy. However I stopped taking the pills one week before I was suppose to. I stopped because I did not like the fact of having to rely on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; pills/ medicine and I read that taking the antibiotics could be drying to your internal organs. Right now my skin is not clear but my acne is at bay now. I might go back to the oil cleansing method, but if I were to do that I would only do it about once or twice a week. Instead of every night like I did before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment I have been reading books, they are &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;very informative. I do not agree with the first book 100%, remember what you read may not be always true, take in the information with a grain of salt. (I don't remember how that quote goes, fail).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LQUpPi2Tne8/TaCWuokUuNI/AAAAAAAAAKk/-XfJuHSplSk/s320/skin-book.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 265px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593636465102076114" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XuwJhhpNS0U/TaCWu5wGTeI/AAAAAAAAAKs/a_7otbk_xXw/s320/pureandsimple.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593636469714865634" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I learned that there is no cure for acne, sometimes it leaves other times it could stay with you. We can only manage it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Link to forum topic about mask: &lt;a href="http://www.soompi.com/forums/topic/329526-my-acne-journey/"&gt;http://www.soompi.com/forums/topic/329526-my-acne-journey/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soompi.com/forums/topic/329526-my-acne-journey/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Credits to pictures: &lt;a href="http://maryselikes.com/books/the-new-science-of-perfect-skin/"&gt;http://maryselikes.com/books/the-new-science-of-perfect-skin/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://maryselikes.com/books/the-new-science-of-perfect-skin/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://aisleb.tumblr.com/post/1533776141/green-books-campaign-beauty-pure-simple"&gt;http://aisleb.tumblr.com/post/1533776141/green-books-campaign-beauty-pure-simple&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/6960871429478404071-5047904690010162351?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/5047904690010162351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=5047904690010162351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/5047904690010162351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/5047904690010162351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2011/01/acne.html' title='Acne'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LQUpPi2Tne8/TaCWuokUuNI/AAAAAAAAAKk/-XfJuHSplSk/s72-c/skin-book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-423621320152589330</id><published>2011-01-06T17:05:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T12:33:07.163-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Red and Green</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/TSZBz9jhZkI/AAAAAAAAAI4/AnIabSqzUSI/s1600/December%2BSnow%2B011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/TSZBz9jhZkI/AAAAAAAAAI4/AnIabSqzUSI/s320/December%2BSnow%2B011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559203150988142146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/TSZBZayQukI/AAAAAAAAAIw/yIAtToaP-Cw/s1600/December%2BSnow%2B020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/TSZBZayQukI/AAAAAAAAAIw/yIAtToaP-Cw/s320/December%2BSnow%2B020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559202694978124354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I did nothing for&lt;/span&gt; Christmas and New Years, except browsing through malls on Boxing Day if that counts? What counts to me is being around family and friends. At home we had a Christmas tree, decorated by my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you had a joyous holiday and exciting new year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I normally never do resolutions because whenever I tell myself to do something it just never happens. Instead of a New Year's resolution I would actually make some changes that can benefit me in my education. Listing them would sort of prevent me from taking action, but I have them engraved in my mind so I won't ignore them. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-423621320152589330?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/423621320152589330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=423621320152589330' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/423621320152589330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/423621320152589330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2011/01/red-and-green.html' title='Red and Green'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/TSZBz9jhZkI/AAAAAAAAAI4/AnIabSqzUSI/s72-c/December%2BSnow%2B011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-753418749315482524</id><published>2011-01-06T16:54:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T12:21:52.936-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>The Second Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;I believe the same bird came back.My head came up with the assumption that whoever lives around here, had a lover who passed away. That lover has been reborn into a bird and is searching for their lost love. Of course we never know if this is true or not. It's always nice to dream right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/TSY7sKY-hUI/AAAAAAAAAIo/7LzoLOR1Tsg/s320/December%2BSnow%2B024.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 201px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559196419924854082" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-753418749315482524?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/753418749315482524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=753418749315482524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/753418749315482524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/753418749315482524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2011/01/second-visit.html' title='The Second Visit'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/TSY7sKY-hUI/AAAAAAAAAIo/7LzoLOR1Tsg/s72-c/December%2BSnow%2B024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-5154292668589135882</id><published>2010-12-14T11:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T11:49:58.595-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Rare Sighting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;Usually when I study I look out the window, bad idea because I tend to stare at nothingness for the next few minutes. Well one time a few weeks ago, I look out and there it was perched on my balcony/ veranda. A feathered creature with a beak and piercing eyes. I tend to get really freaked out when I see birds, there's just something about them that makes me quiver. The only sighting of birds that I ever saw in my life were swans, seagulls, pigeons, and Canadian geese's. But never a hawk or species of bird like this. It scared the goosebumps out of me. I whispered to my mom and she told me to take a picture, surprisingly I found that to be a nice idea, since it's pretty rare to see a bird like this. Luckily it didn't fly away. I was planning to just take a shot right away of it's back but it turned it's head for the camera! Must know how to model I guess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;After that it started flying from balcony to balcony before it flew off into the sky. We&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt; told my dad and he thought it was an owl, which would be bad luck. As evidence we assured him it was no owl. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;And behold......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/TQef3uEbD5I/AAAAAAAAAIc/M3tSWaCJX9Y/s400/fall%2B011bird.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550580845365628818" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-5154292668589135882?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/5154292668589135882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=5154292668589135882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/5154292668589135882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/5154292668589135882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2010/12/rare-sighting.html' title='Rare Sighting'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/TQef3uEbD5I/AAAAAAAAAIc/M3tSWaCJX9Y/s72-c/fall%2B011bird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-8055843214273359073</id><published>2010-12-13T19:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T19:44:07.338-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my notes'/><title type='text'>Notes from a first year Uni student</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Things I wish to say to my past self:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;After getting your hands on your new discounted text books, bring them home with you and start reading them &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;as soon as possible&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Document any important aspect of a lecture on your cue cards from Staples.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you get home, start doing some practice questions.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If possible, get ahead in your other courses.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read the section before entering the lecture, this will help you follow along better.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start writing lab reports once you get home after your lab.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start on assignments on the day they are assigned.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;During lectures, pay close attention to examples that the professor takes up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not sit at the first row of a lecture, you will strain your neck.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not communicate with too many people or else they'll know what happened to you after first semester.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ask your professor questions, at the university you are in, professors are willing to answer you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;University is like a full time job, time is precious so do not waste it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bring cue cards with you to the bus and study on the way to school.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On Saturday's start studying in the morning. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Form a study group and meet up each week.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make sure to eat and breathe.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently in first year science.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-8055843214273359073?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/8055843214273359073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=8055843214273359073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/8055843214273359073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/8055843214273359073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2010/12/notes-from-first-year-uni-student.html' title='Notes from a first year Uni student'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-6254601534060212069</id><published>2010-09-06T10:21:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T10:51:48.491-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>CNE 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;On August 29, a big group of friends and I headed to the Canadian National Exhibition. It was our first time going together, and I was happy that things worked out on that day, especially when we had to postpone the gathering the week before. I disappointed some people for re-scheduling, and it dug a bit from my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I went on rides that I didn't think I had the courage to go to. I did not go on the Drop Zone or Fire Ball (ride that goes in a upside down loop) and never will I in my life. To clarify, Wonderland is not a place for me. Names of rides I went on:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ferris Wheel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Bumper Cars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Niagara Falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Merry-go-Round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Niagara Falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Swing Tower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;others will be named later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;There was a sand building competition at the Direct Energy Centre, and I was superbly impressed by what I saw! Having stepped on playground sand for 89% of my summer, making shapes out of sand is difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/TIT_gpXfDNI/AAAAAAAAAII/o55y1iPPUsw/s1600/Jenn+CNE+2010+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/TIT_gpXfDNI/AAAAAAAAAII/o55y1iPPUsw/s320/Jenn+CNE+2010+021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513812780133584082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/TIT_gMRftdI/AAAAAAAAAIA/6YZTfMhLkUM/s1600/Jenn+CNE+2010+020.JPG"&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/_yIGPaC6KjX8/TIT_gMRftdI/AAAAAAAAAIA/6YZTfMhLkUM/s320/Jenn+CNE+2010+020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513812772323833298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/TIT_fmqFutI/AAAAAAAAAH4/qbzDt4QBDeE/s1600/Jenn+CNE+2010+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/TIT-Q3K6qYI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/2JjremFq2z8/s320/Jenn+CNE+2010+015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513811409449429378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/TIT-QYbwNQI/AAAAAAAAAHI/KfhnjoTFVh0/s1600/Jenn+CNE+2010+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/TIT-QYbwNQI/AAAAAAAAAHI/KfhnjoTFVh0/s320/Jenn+CNE+2010+014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513811401198548226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/TIT-QHv8zFI/AAAAAAAAAHA/DIHL7ZdTIJs/s1600/Jenn+CNE+2010+012.JPG"&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/_yIGPaC6KjX8/TIT-QHv8zFI/AAAAAAAAAHA/DIHL7ZdTIJs/s320/Jenn+CNE+2010+012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513811396719856722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;School is tomorrow, summer as usual has flown by rather quickly. I have to admit, I am not ready, I didn't buy many school supplies and will have to make up for that on the first week. I am very nervous about entering into a University, however I know there should be some people who feel the same. It should be time for me to break old habits and stop wasting time on the internet and start doing productive things. For this to happen I will have to make new habits that will motivate me to study more effectively. Maybe sticky notes and cue cards can help.&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/6960871429478404071-6254601534060212069?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/6254601534060212069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=6254601534060212069' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/6254601534060212069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/6254601534060212069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2010/09/cne-2010.html' title='CNE 2010'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/TIT_gpXfDNI/AAAAAAAAAII/o55y1iPPUsw/s72-c/Jenn+CNE+2010+021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-4669889783868707422</id><published>2010-08-24T15:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T16:39:09.582-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>One month later...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Quite a lot has happened since my last post. I spent half a day with old friends from elementary school. I have not met D in 6 years and it was nice to finally get to see her. We watched Inception and walked around Yorkdale mall. It was sort of a bittersweet time, I was left blank a couple of times. Malls get me pretty dizzy and distracted. We did not talk as much as we wanted to =( However we said our farewells and wished each other luck for the upcoming school year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Family friends have slept over for two weekends. They got to watch their first 3D movie, Despicable Me. The other weekend we went to Ontario Place, had a fun time especially playing bumper boat tag and mini-golfing. Last week my mom, sibs and I took E to Chinatown and the mall. We went to every shoe store to find a shoe for me, it took a very long and slow process. x__x And I managed to get a backpack for school as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Yesterday I went to look for my classes with E. It was difficult to find some of them but we pulled through. On that day my family and my parents friends all went to the CN Tower and visited another family friend, wished I didn't miss that opportunity but things happen =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My brother learned how to ride a bike two weeks ago. I've mainly been going to the library, reading a bit, watching dramas, and taking my sibs to the playground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been using the sheep milk soap for a few days now and it is very rich. It moisturizes my skin very well, the scent isn't very appealing to some but I'm good with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-4669889783868707422?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/4669889783868707422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=4669889783868707422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/4669889783868707422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/4669889783868707422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-month-later.html' title='One month later...'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-5447758085059647706</id><published>2010-07-20T13:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T13:45:21.914-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Gathering of Smiles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday I got to see most of my friends. We met up at *T's place, I came late so they were in the middle of playing Charades. Then we got to play Gotcha! In both games, *N won and she has not played any board games in three years. Ate some ice cream though I took more than I needed x)  We headed to lake shore and sat at the benches and talked about things. Some photos were taken, I was too lazy to bring my camera so no pictures =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*I and *A finally came and *A made korean style chicken which she learned from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.maangchi.com/"&gt;Maangchi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; from YouTube. And she made cut cucumber's bathed in red pepprer flakes with korean chives. It was an enjoyable picnic ^__^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After saying our good byes and hugs, *I____ and I sat at the bench at the play ground. She showed me a soap which she purchased from the Farmers Market from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.enfleurageorganics.com"&gt;Enfleurage Organics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. The soap may be $8 a bit pricey in my book but it seemed worth it and as I venture more into the website I understood why. Next week I plan to buy the sheep milk soap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*names of friends are the first letter of their name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-5447758085059647706?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/5447758085059647706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=5447758085059647706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/5447758085059647706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/5447758085059647706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2010/07/gathering-of-smiles.html' title='Gathering of Smiles'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-5685536852690967037</id><published>2010-07-15T14:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T14:29:02.167-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Summer 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The first two weeks of July was very stressful. I won't type out the entire story because there's too much. x__x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;To sum it up, I sent in something late, parents got angry. And something with the bank and cheques.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Glad now that's all settled and summer is going by peacefully. It's been quite boring on most days. Except seeing Alishea at the library to download music xD, going to Tenzing's place and played charades and this game called Gotcha!, and seeing Irene for 1 minute at the park. At least I have been outside everyday. Every evening I would take my siblings out to the school playground.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Sometimes I would have to pick up my brother from summer school. Only had two bites on my left leg and they went away luckily. I am terrified of University to come, every single day working hard is not my cup of tea. But I gotta do this for my family. I've been so prone to distractions, I can't stand a day without the computer. The days seem to pass by so quickly, but life has to go on. I shall keep blogging often. ^__^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-5685536852690967037?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/5685536852690967037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=5685536852690967037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/5685536852690967037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/5685536852690967037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-2010.html' title='Summer 2010'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-8226788700360957501</id><published>2010-07-10T12:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T13:42:12.788-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>The End to a Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So sadly I did not live up to my promise of keeping this blog active. Too many things have happened but I'll try my best to go back in time ~_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*tries to remember while scratching her mosquito bite*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It still has not hit me that it is my last year of high school, four years seems really short even though during that time it felt long. On the last few months of school I wanted the days to go by slowly. Even when there were 3-4 tests/quizzes every single week and notes to be taken every single day I just wished life were like this forever, strange....I know. Keep in mind my high school is semestered, so 4 classes from Sept to first week of February and 4 classes from February to June. Grade 12 was a pretty intense year I guess. However I put in more effort in grade 11 than in grade 12, I slacked more this year and wish I hadn't. I found it more difficult to sit and do homework/ assignments. The computer has definitely affected me more and I was very prone to distractions by it that I was near late in handing them in. I began to study in the mornings which I have never done before in my academic life. Coming home after a day of writing and listening tired me out that once I came home, I could not bare to do work. I know that once I hit University I will have to sacrifice this free time and learn to be more productive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I'm not sure if I wrote this before but my computer had to be reformatted so I lost all my music, I spent months trying to recover all the music I had lost, I seem to have an obsession with korean music =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Exams were frustrating I did not know how to study, I was stumped and made many mistakes of not listening to my teachers. It felt as if the world was going to end for me after time was up to hand in our exams. I did not meet up to my teachers expectations and failed two of them. On marks day I realized I had a 50/50 chance of not getting the Honour Roll, a first in all four years of high school. I visited the Computer Art room but it was pitch black inside and since my art teacher was pregnant I assumed she was near due. All 5 marks of my classes averaged to under 80, I needed a 91+ from computer art class or else I will not get the Honour Roll. In math class my teacher rained tears at the sight of gifts and a song that was sung to her by her students. I did not contribute to her happiness but I will dearly miss her presence. My heart was beating like crazy from anxiety. Marks Day was not a good day =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Prom was more than what I had expected, of course I wanted it to be fun and all but I didn't know I would enjoy it so much. Probably because I spent it with friends and did not go with a date. I have never gone on a date with a guy before so going with friends was the only option. It was beyond my expectation. Nothing extravagant about it and at a very good price ($65). The prom committee at my school worked their butts off fundraising and organizing this memorable event. I wish I could have thanked them all but with so many smiling faces I think the message has been sent =) Some things I must mention about the place. A limo came to drive us around a bit, it was white and the height was higher than the average limo. My mom and sibs got to ride in it with us 10 people too. Our driver was a female which surprised us but we were quite happy to have someone who greeted us warmly. The entrance was very fancy as if you were really going to a special gathering/ party with people of class. When you go in there is a huge venue, not sure if that's the right word, basically a place with tables and chairs where people eat. It was decorated with turquoise table cloth, a simple center piece, and decorated chairs. In the center of the venue was the dance floor and a DJ was at the side. As you walk further there are two doors that lead to a large patio outside where people can mingle, talk to each other, sit and chat, and there was a photographer who would take your picture, an individual shot or a max of 4 people. The entire place was by the shore so at the patio we had the scene of the lake that led off to the abyss. The weather was soo calm and not so sunny which made it all the more perfect! No two girls had the same dress &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:small;"&gt;so that was a plus too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:small;"&gt;Graduation was bittersweet. I did not spill tears. Everyone glowed and looked proud, I was quite proud because I earned Honour Roll, a week ago I found out my computer art mark from guidance when I asked for my transcript. I was happy for the students who earned scholarships and academic awards, they certainly deserved it! The gowns were nicely ironed they looked brand new, the rose was yellow which stood out against the black material. As we got up on the stage to get our diploma, we had to shake with right hand and take with left hand. They gave us a phony rolled up piece of paper with a red ribbon to make it look nice. To get our real diploma we had to give back our rental gown and then we would be able to receive our real diploma. After the grad ceremony we went down to the gym and ate cake, drink punch, talk to teachers, say good bye, eat refreshments, I wish I ate more of those cookies, but the gym was crammed with so many staff members, students and their parents/ family members. &gt;___&lt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:small;"&gt;I apologize for not posting any pictures x___x&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/6960871429478404071-8226788700360957501?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/8226788700360957501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=8226788700360957501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/8226788700360957501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/8226788700360957501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2010/07/end-to-beginning.html' title='The End to a Beginning'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-604841020856862082</id><published>2010-03-14T13:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T14:00:22.702-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Transition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;My internet life, yes I call it that. I think, people who use the internet have one. My internet life began with Neopets in the 5th grade (2003). My friends would tell me all about it, and at the time, computer use was more frequent because we needed to print our assignments out. Everyone else was using MSN Messenger (now known as Windows Messenger). It took about 5 years for me to move away from Neopets, the site was eating my eyes alive, I would spend about 4 to 6 hours every single day on it x___x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;In 2008 I created a deviantArt account, art was a hobby that I took up....there is something about drawing that relieves your soul. Later on I had my first digital camera, and started taking loads of pictures with it. Browsing through the site I learned about macro's, they just fascinated me so much that I began taking a few macro shots myself. During the summer of 2008, my friends got me hooked onto kpop - korean music. I joined livejournal and there I expanded into Korean ballads, indie, and pastel. Now I can't stop listening to it, 100% of all the music I have in my library is Korean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I recently created a tumblr account and I use twitter 24/7. I have this urge to open up a formspring.me account, it just seems so fun but I don't want to get insults. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I will try my best to blog more often ^___^  Enjoy your March Break everyone!!!~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-604841020856862082?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/604841020856862082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=604841020856862082' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/604841020856862082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/604841020856862082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2010/03/transition.html' title='Transition'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-818499846586182246</id><published>2009-12-31T18:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T18:11:50.617-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>2009: The End</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;So far this break I haven't done any homework, I didn't do anything productive in general. Kpop is probably taking over my life. @___@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I want to take this time to wish everyone a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Happy New Year!!&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;And hope you guys are enjoying your winter break from school. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-818499846586182246?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/818499846586182246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=818499846586182246' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/818499846586182246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/818499846586182246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009-end.html' title='2009: The End'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-5928380064386558469</id><published>2009-12-06T18:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T19:26:20.296-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Ice frost cold</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I was cold to neglect my blog like this, the layout may need changing but I lost some of my HTML knowledge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;As an update, I recently moved closer to an elementary school, so through my window I have a view of the playground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;So boredom took over and good thing it did or else I wouldn't post something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;December is here and it hasn't snowed yet where I am, though it should. People I know are expecting it to snow soon or rather now, but I find it nice for it not snowing yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;One because if I see snow in the morning it will make me want to go back to sleep even more. Two, it makes a good excuse for me not to wear my ooogly waterproof winter boots. Three, no ice will hide under the snow. Ice = bad. I dislike slipping, falling and hurting myself in public.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Whats so cold about last month was that my siblings caught the habit of playing outside after school which puts me to be responsible for them outside. As a result I have to freeze in the wind chill. Last week, I held my brothers bag to keep warm on my lap, I left my text book beside me because it was too heavy to hold. When my siblings called to me to go home, I foolishly left my text book on the bench. At 6:30 pm in the evening, which is pitch black. I realized my text book was gone after getting stuck on a physics problem. Yes my text book was a Physics text book. I looked out the window and saw a group consisting of about 8 guys skimming through it. 5 on the bench and the rest playing/ hanging on the playground. I thought of how much I would have to pay for losing a text book which would be $80+, so I mustered the courage within me to go down there and get it back. So I did and as I walked towards them, I saw the mystical full moon behind the spooky see through clouds, the glow emitting from the moon amazed me. In the end I got my book back but as I walked to and back, this guy kept repeating "Skeleton". I was sure it was targeted towards me and I felt that I was being verbally bullied. It stung and tears were swelling up my eyes but I held them back. I haven't been name called for quite a while, and I still remember those words. I wish I could eat and it would stay in my body but it just goes through me. This may be the wishes of many girls who like to look slim but for me it's a nightmare being skinny. My cold winter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-5928380064386558469?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/5928380064386558469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=5928380064386558469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/5928380064386558469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/5928380064386558469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2009/12/ice-frost-cold.html' title='Ice frost cold'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-452423807662287021</id><published>2009-09-11T19:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T19:31:03.771-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Annoyed State</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Summer has passed by, it has been a relaxing 2 months. I stopped piano lessons, I feel more free. But when I come back to playing a piece I make more mistakes than I usually do. Probably because I wonder how Merle and Ms. Valera are doing. I gave them gifts- stars in a glass container and a card. In late August we started getting fleas or bedbugs in my suite and they are still bothering me, we tried spraying pesticides (I know it's bad) but they do zip, we tried washing everything like blankets and bed sheets but fail. My parents are thinking of moving into another apartment, I pass it everyday I walk to school and the people who dwell around it don't seem nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;This week were two of my friends birthdays and I did nothing for them, I feel like melted ice cream for not making any effort but money is a problem. I was invited to come along and go karaoke with them on Sunday but last time we went to karaoke it was too hyper and my head hurt from the extremely loud volume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;A few weeks ago, I was at the mall with my friends on a mission (we also bought cake for my othwer friend at Chinatown on that day) to find a laptop bag for her. We went to various stores, and we came upon this "glamourous" bag at the Source. It was $80. I wouldn't buy a bag for that much even if it was that beautiful. She convinced herself that it is her style and that she'll be using it for most of her days in college/ uni/ school and wouldn't throw it out. So she bought it. I got a bit pessimistic, in my mind, I didn't feel like it was worth buying a bag like that for that much money. I'm not the brand name type, I practically own like Nike shoes and some Hollister sweaters which I was gifted. I go for good deals, I stick to a budget and I avoid expensive items. Whenever I'm out and have like $25 on me, I never spend it. I get this message in my head asking me this question, is it worth buying? Should I save for another day? What if I regret it later on? Would I wear it to school when I buy it? My parents are very cautious when spending money so I think I got that trait from them. What got me more peeved is that my friend is in debt to herself or I should say to her mom. She is getting a job soon which I am happy about. However her family is not supportive, they don't lend an ear when she talks about her future. They don't give her advice more specifically about what she could do. During the summer, she keeps asking her parents for money oftenly, which I find isn't good. Because that money could be going to her $40 internet bill, the rent or to be saved up in her bank for education purposes. As many dramas have told us, money is a scary thing. I wish she could think moreabout her famioly even though they don't understand what she's going through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-452423807662287021?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/452423807662287021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=452423807662287021' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/452423807662287021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/452423807662287021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2009/09/annoyed-state.html' title='Annoyed State'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-5612606714020488209</id><published>2009-07-20T16:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T16:32:11.963-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piano progress'/><title type='text'>Gave Up</title><content type='html'>I have decided to stop lessons in the beginning of the school year. I seem to have no interest in further learning, with that I have lost the desire to practice each day. However I will print sheet music of songs I want to learn and try to practice/ play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Ms. Valera fell down somewhere and she had a bruise on her head and had a red marking around her neck, she also couldn't see some of the notes and mistaken them for other notes. I'm still learning from the Second Grade John Thompson book. I have memorized Rose Garden, Holly, Jolly Christmas and It Came Upon The Midnight Clear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-5612606714020488209?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/5612606714020488209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=5612606714020488209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/5612606714020488209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/5612606714020488209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2009/07/gave-up.html' title='Gave Up'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-6253766433637802171</id><published>2009-07-20T16:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T16:19:15.749-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Tug of War</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I signed up for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://twitter.com/Mystrillium"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; to follow some Twitterer's, I post there once in a while....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Today we went to Tashi's house and before we got there I told Alishea I was the one that recommended/ made her listen to F.T Island, she thought she listened to F.T Island for a looong time before. I gave her one of my astonished faces and gave her one of those needle killing pokes. I got so steamed up like a bun that I walked away angry and hot headed before I could do any worse to her, then my friends joked about me murdering my husband if I ever betrayed him. Some things here, I really believe that I won't be able bring a man into my life it just feels like a burden, I think that if you really love someone then you should let them go for them to be happy and afflicting serious harm to another is not my nature no matter how they hurt me, I am a believer in karma. I may be being a bit too much but it hurts when you showed your friend something and they say they found out about it themselves. I like getting credit for the things I do. I don't know how to feel when I see her tomorrow jogging, I'll prolly forgive her like I did today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;During the horror movie we watched which was called Evil Twin, I kept asking questions. Since they talked about the movie during the movie, I felt like asking questions, if they were quiet and not saying a single word then I would have kept my mouth locked. Once I start talking, I can't stop, unless I forget what I wanted to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm currently watching a drama called Shining Inheritance and am loving F.T Island's new album Cross &amp;amp; Change!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-6253766433637802171?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/6253766433637802171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=6253766433637802171' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/6253766433637802171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/6253766433637802171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2009/07/tug-of-war.html' title='Tug of War'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-5754356261771051929</id><published>2009-07-17T19:21:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T14:48:37.875-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Childish Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I feel like a fool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;At home, my brother begs my sister to play with him all the time and she is ever determined to say no to him. No matter how many times, my brother stills begs for her to play with him. Then I get annoyed and tell him to stop asking and tell her to go to the living room. But then my brother yells back, then my dad calls on me to leave him alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Onto something less frustrating, I am reading twice a week at the library, that will be my volunteering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I haven't been outside with friends for two weeks and it was nice to go to Korean Grill House with them ^_^ At LUSH, I bought Emperor of Ice Cream Buttercream. When I got out of the store my nose was released from the alluring scents of the store...o_o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The community strike happening is ticking me off, because of the mounds of garbage laying around on the sidewalks and when I go for a jog I pass this street and it stinks. Hopefully things will be compromised/ resolved quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-5754356261771051929?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/5754356261771051929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=5754356261771051929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/5754356261771051929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/5754356261771051929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2009/07/childish-summer.html' title='Childish Summer'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-6224873924069831193</id><published>2009-07-02T20:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T20:28:28.622-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Summer looking rainy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Be prepared for a jumble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It's been raining often, more than last summer. I got in trouble with my parents so I got sad over that but now I'm okay. Two days ago I woke up all sweaty, I had a dream that I was in english class and we had a presentation, then I forgot what I had to say. Then I realized that school is over and tried to wake up. Yesterday I had a hair cut, finally after growing my hair almost elbow length, which is the longest it has ever grown. Today my friends came over I felt bad cuz it's boring at my apartment. They fan-girled over pictures. And we watched a bit of the japanese movie Cyborg She.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Lately I've been watching movies (mostly Korean). Before I watched the k-drama Cinderella Man, which I found to be terrific! I got so hooked that it made my parents mad that I was staring at the computer screen a lot. So after Cinderella Man I stopped watching dramas and turned to movies instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;This summer I'll continue my piano lessons until the end of summer because I'll need to concentrate on school more. And I am losing my passion for learning to play =(. I'll also be volunteering to read and help a child two times a week at the library, I really hope I'll be a good reader, it feels like I won't do a good job. ^_^;; I have low self-esteem. I also started playing Restaurant City on facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I forgot to post about getting an iPod Touch! Which I am very happy about!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Hope everyone is enjoying their summer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-6224873924069831193?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/6224873924069831193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=6224873924069831193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/6224873924069831193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/6224873924069831193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-looking-rainy.html' title='Summer looking rainy'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-7358419791436879024</id><published>2009-06-12T19:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T20:00:00.857-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>Exams are Finito!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Today I had a math exam in the morning and a biology exam in the afternoon x__x I must say I feel like I did better in bio than in math, even though I studied for math more o_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Today I am also sick (stuffy/ runny nose, coughs) I remembered on the last day of school in gr.7 I felt feverish. Yesterday I had an english exam in the morning, it was for a Comparative Essay, I chose to compare the protagonists of Night by Elie Wiesel and A Little Piece of Ground by Elizabeth Laird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I doubt I'll update here often... =__=;; Maybe I will, who knows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;My plans for the summer are zip, I go back to school for Mark's Day on the 22nd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Good luck on your exams/ enjoy your summer everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-7358419791436879024?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/7358419791436879024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=7358419791436879024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/7358419791436879024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/7358419791436879024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2009/06/exams-are-finito.html' title='Exams are Finito!'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-3436710607040914622</id><published>2009-05-09T18:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T18:59:19.414-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>OCAD + High Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;So yesterday I had a class field trip with my art class for the whole day. We went to the Ontario &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;College&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; or Art and Design which is now a University. It was their Graduation Exhibition, that exhibited all the students art works in all categories. I was very impressed with all their work and understand more of their interpretations by reading the artist statements. Each of them had thesis's which I found reflected with essay thesis's. I took some pictures of the art but won't post them here for you guys sorry =(   We ventured to Ding Dong bakery and the bubble tea shop to get food. We went into &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.lush.com/"&gt;LUSH&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; also and was so tempted to buy products but I couldn't spend any money on stuff :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SgYI0CdOpiI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/W8LY5FrLr5U/s320/IMG_0649.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333960498772616738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SgYI0ISuHWI/AAAAAAAAAFY/TLySmu-oW_0/s1600-h/IMG_0650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SgYI0ISuHWI/AAAAAAAAAFY/TLySmu-oW_0/s320/IMG_0650.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333960500339154274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;High Park was fun, when we arrived the cherry blossoms were less and so we should have went earlier, there were some flowers on the tree but they were white, we saw many pink petals that had fallen. Yesterday was a day of hiking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SgYJ5DMKjGI/AAAAAAAAAFg/1F6feFTAzq0/s1600-h/IMG_0668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SgYJ5DMKjGI/AAAAAAAAAFg/1F6feFTAzq0/s320/IMG_0668.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333961684380453986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SgYJ508JnCI/AAAAAAAAAGA/6PLjO7-IniE/s1600-h/IMG_0676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SgYJ508JnCI/AAAAAAAAAGA/6PLjO7-IniE/s320/IMG_0676.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333961697735056418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SgYJ5gZb1JI/AAAAAAAAAF4/8895cMSHZIk/s1600-h/IMG_0674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SgYJ5gZb1JI/AAAAAAAAAF4/8895cMSHZIk/s320/IMG_0674.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333961692220740754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SgYJ5bdOCyI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9A0mYprJdEs/s1600-h/IMG_0673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SgYJ5bdOCyI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9A0mYprJdEs/s320/IMG_0673.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333961690894437154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;This week and the weeks before I was flooded with so many assignments, especially in English. Math has been getting more advanced for me. And the teachers are cramming us with work before the summer starts. I think I said this before o.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-3436710607040914622?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/3436710607040914622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=3436710607040914622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/3436710607040914622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/3436710607040914622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2009/05/ocad-high-park.html' title='OCAD + High Park'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SgYI0CdOpiI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/W8LY5FrLr5U/s72-c/IMG_0649.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-4826693395112938390</id><published>2009-04-24T19:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T19:42:16.653-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Macbeth Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Today, my english class went to the University of Toronto to Hart House where a play of Macbeth was lively acted. The campus was nice and peaceful, I saw so many couples and got overwhelmed @__@  I got a great view since I sat in the second row, sitting beside Brin and Rini. They had lighting effects, smoke, sound effects. And it took them only 2 weeks to memorize the whole play but they practiced from 9 to 6 everyday so the character automatically sunk into them. There were 9 actors/ actresses playing 20 parts (or was it 30?)! It only costed $18, so I found it to be well worth it. Now I understand more of the plot and emotion that is done by each character. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm trying to blog more often, hope this will continue ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-4826693395112938390?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/4826693395112938390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=4826693395112938390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/4826693395112938390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/4826693395112938390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2009/04/macbeth-play.html' title='Macbeth Play'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-2930857800372690831</id><published>2009-04-17T17:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T17:36:03.275-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Gone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Okay, I developed a crush last month. I was really confused and questioned as to why he would keep glancing at me. After staring at him many times, I started getting feelings. Once he sat close to me and I couldn't help but sweat and hide my face with my hair, feeling all shy. Whenever he's in front of me I give this oblivious stare because he fascinates me with his clothing style. He doesn't seem like my type, I just couldn't help but daydream. I know nothing would happen due to my situation. Still I keep him in my head to keep me up each day. My lips form a smile every time I think of him. He skips school a lot, and he is one of my classes out of four. I try to look at him but don't want to come across as an idiot so I look down. He seems to have this reputation to keep cool. I can't compete to be like that. Every chance I get to see him, I hold on to it for a long time. I don't want my feelings to take over me, it's so hard to let go of something you never had. I wish I wasn't the way I was sometimes. I haven't seen them for six days. . . maybe this will help me forget. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-2930857800372690831?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/2930857800372690831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=2930857800372690831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/2930857800372690831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/2930857800372690831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2009/04/gone.html' title='Gone?'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-4055914368821547997</id><published>2009-04-17T16:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T17:12:14.919-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piano progress'/><title type='text'>Inconsistent x___x</title><content type='html'>So I have still been taking weekly lessons. During the November - February months, I never practiced on a daily basis and so whenever I had a lesson I didn't play well to Ms. Valera. After an argument with my parents I have started playing at least almost everyday. I seem to be going nowhere, it's been about 11 months and still I struggle to put my finger down on the right notes, I forget which letter corresponds with each key. According to Ms. Valera I'm about the gr. 2 level. Which I don't think I deserve, she mentions of me being in a recital but I don't want that to happen so I just nod my head. I moved onto new books; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alfred's Basic Piano Library both Lesson Book Level 1B and Recital Book Level 1A&lt;/span&gt;. As well as a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;John Thompson's Modern Course for the Piano. &lt;/span&gt;She hasn't taught me the pedals yet but I have an idea of how, just that to use the pedals its better if you have a piece already memorized. For A Rose Garden which I am still playing now for 4 months, it just seems like for ever piece I always make a mistake, correction, numerous mistakes. I just feel down about playing, however I'll still continue.&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-4055914368821547997?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/4055914368821547997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=4055914368821547997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/4055914368821547997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/4055914368821547997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2009/04/unconsistent-xx.html' title='Inconsistent x___x'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-1174824216825415782</id><published>2009-04-02T21:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T21:21:20.159-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Bzzzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Today I saw a friend's friend get her tattoo, it was my first time seeing in real life ^_^ And the tattoo guy was cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I only bought food, I didn't buy clothes, they're so expensive nowadays and I don't wear many brands. I revealed to my friends a small secret. It was only with Rini, Ally, and Jane.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Very nice spring day, yet I brought my spring jacket =___=  I don't seem to be talking in full sentences, I haven't blogged in a while ^_^;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I am currently so obsessed with korean music @__@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Updates: I got a new computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-1174824216825415782?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/1174824216825415782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=1174824216825415782' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/1174824216825415782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/1174824216825415782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2009/04/bzzzz.html' title='Bzzzz'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-1823640853656377912</id><published>2009-03-14T17:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T17:39:49.227-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>It feels like it's been months...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;After getting low marks in the first semester I wanted to try harder to get higher marks for this semester. It's working a bit for Biology, I started out with 72 then went up to 78. Math is not going well, I did not pay attention in class during gr. 10 and so I did not have the foundation I needed in order to understand the new math, hopefully I can catch up. My Math teacher wants us to practice and understand the work so he assigns us homework everyday. Lately I've been focusing on writing out my persuasive essay for a magazine assignment that my English teacher assigned for the media chunk of the curriculum. So school is rather pleasant. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Today I was supposed go to a BBQ but then my parents &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;decided&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; not to go at 2 in the afternoon. I could have went with my friends somewhere during that whole time they were arguing. All morning and afternoon I was lounging about watching the Food Network, trying to figure out this sudoku puzzle, going on the computer, read the newspaper and started on reading Macbeth. Now they are out together having a nice walk while I decided not to come along because I am so pissed at them! It's not something new, I've been angry at my own parents loads of times, same with other teens. That's life for ya. On the other hand, I bumped my knee against the washroom sink so it got bruised and hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Current mood - Furious and sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-1823640853656377912?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/1823640853656377912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=1823640853656377912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/1823640853656377912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/1823640853656377912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-feels-like-its-been-months.html' title='It feels like it&apos;s been months...'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-2003338706364054416</id><published>2009-02-07T16:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T16:54:53.578-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Seventeen Forever~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SY4Cz4L065I/AAAAAAAAAFA/19QrbXIjFgA/s1600-h/PANDIIEBDAY.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SY4Cz4L065I/AAAAAAAAAFA/19QrbXIjFgA/s320/PANDIIEBDAY.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300176901740227474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SY4Cw1JVmbI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7D-CvVhpPY4/s1600-h/jennybcopy-1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SY4Cw1JVmbI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7D-CvVhpPY4/s320/jennybcopy-1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300176849384872370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Today is the day that marks my 17th year of living. Yesterday it was celebrated at school, by my friend who has been there for me since gr. 6. It was held during Biology class as a surprise for when I come back from bringing down the attendance to the office. My classmates sang the birthday song to me while I waved a sparkler stick and they clapped until it went out. I am very grateful for such wonderful friends and people who surround me every day. Thank-you guys!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The title of this blog is the title of the song by Metro Station, I find it very nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Above are graphic gifts that my friends made ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-2003338706364054416?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/2003338706364054416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=2003338706364054416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/2003338706364054416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/2003338706364054416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2009/02/seventeen-forever.html' title='Seventeen Forever~'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SY4Cz4L065I/AAAAAAAAAFA/19QrbXIjFgA/s72-c/PANDIIEBDAY.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-627204841368535064</id><published>2009-02-04T14:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T19:32:45.797-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Return</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;My dads about to get on the plane to come back home. I really, really hope he'll be back safely from the plane. The thing is......I'll have to suffer under his commands, to do chores T____T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I wont be able to go on the computer as often as I want to and he'll be watching my every move and so forth....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Such a different situation then what my friends are going through. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-627204841368535064?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/627204841368535064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=627204841368535064' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/627204841368535064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/627204841368535064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2009/02/return.html' title='Return'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-2008229212444078025</id><published>2009-01-30T20:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T20:37:19.803-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>2nd Semester - gr.11</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I am doomed to 1 hour worth's of math homework practically everyday XP My classes are English, Math, Gym and Biology. I'll be changing Gym to something else because of the older guys in my class and gym seems dull to me right now. I have to really rest this weekend and be prepared for the upcoming weeks of school. It's been so cold lately =_= &lt;o&gt; hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;If you like to see what I'm listening to you can click on the link that says Last.fm. I mostly listen to kpop and jpop ^_^;;; I'm learning to like girl group/ female artists more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I hope you all have a wonderful weekend!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-2008229212444078025?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/2008229212444078025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=2008229212444078025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/2008229212444078025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/2008229212444078025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2009/01/2nd-semester-gr11.html' title='2nd Semester - gr.11'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-2028921759125704825</id><published>2009-01-24T09:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T09:54:44.463-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Stressfully</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I've been too lazy to type it out here. So I am going to take this time to update. I'm not sure if I'll be changing the layout, I think I forgot how to format the code. So don't expect any changes for a super long time ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I am really ticked with AOL, it keeps disconnecting and now video streaming has been sooo slow/ laggy almost to the fact that it can be identical to dial-up speed. =_=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;School news...I failed my Physics exam. I didn't get my mark on it yet but I'm 100% sure, I did poorly on it. Therefore, I am not going to take Physics for gr. 12. On Monday I have two exams, Accounting and World Religion. And on Tuesday I have my Chemistry exam. So I have to make sure to really study like crazy, but I know that I won't study all that thoroughly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SXspJNFL5yI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dNArW5-5Sx0/s1600-h/th_096_K.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 50px; height: 50px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SXspJNFL5yI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dNArW5-5Sx0/s320/th_096_K.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294871025011124002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I got a new keyboard a couple weeks ago. Because as usual I was eating while on the computer. I left the bowl of wonton soup on the table and my brother slammed his fist into the bowl when he saw something awww-strucking on the monitor, then the soup got all over the place and sinked into my keyboard.  -___-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Chinese New Years is coming soon in two days! (Jan. 26) This 2009 will be the year of the Ox, which happens to be my dads zodiac. Nothing festive is really going to happen, today I'm going to my moms friends house to eat food. So in case I don't blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Kung Hei Fat Choi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;Chúc mừng năm mới&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;And Happy Chinese New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SXsrVVYZ6NI/AAAAAAAAAEY/xyr6VR5ZTvk/s1600-h/th_073_.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 50px; height: 50px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SXsrVVYZ6NI/AAAAAAAAAEY/xyr6VR5ZTvk/s320/th_073_.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294873432420903122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sources:  http://www.maxasia.net/blog/the-onion-head-phenomenon/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-2028921759125704825?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/2028921759125704825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=2028921759125704825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/2028921759125704825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/2028921759125704825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='Stressfully'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SXspJNFL5yI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dNArW5-5Sx0/s72-c/th_096_K.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-8247883892155928721</id><published>2009-01-07T19:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T19:28:54.252-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Happy belated New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Sorry for not blogging ^_^;;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I've been distracted by many things. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Schools been a bit rushy on me since we're close to ending the semester and exams are coming up and teachers are trying to squish in what they didn't teach us yet in 2 and a half weeks. I've been more interested in browsing LiveJournal looking for new kpop music to listen to. I've been paying more attention to Last.fm. On Facebook, my friend got me hooked into the Pet Society app game, it's so cute!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SWVIilLOjII/AAAAAAAAAEA/BtGk5DpDuK8/s1600-h/pandiie.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SWVIilLOjII/AAAAAAAAAEA/BtGk5DpDuK8/s320/pandiie.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288713096348470402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;My mom cut bangs for me a few weeks ago. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Today is the Russian Christmas, so Merry Christmas to you all who are celebrating this joyous day today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Good luck in school/ work everyone~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-8247883892155928721?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/8247883892155928721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=8247883892155928721' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/8247883892155928721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/8247883892155928721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-belated-new-year.html' title='Happy belated New Year!'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SWVIilLOjII/AAAAAAAAAEA/BtGk5DpDuK8/s72-c/pandiie.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-5975230058903640269</id><published>2008-12-29T21:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T21:36:45.155-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Korean beauty no more</title><content type='html'>This is about a video that I watched. I am going to express my opinion, feel free to comment.&lt;br /&gt;So many things went through my mind, I knew that teenagers and many woman in Korea get plastic surgery but I never knew beauty was so wanted there. Since it's so wanted it should be locked behind bars xDD (just kidding). I felt sorry for the former singer but at the same time I felt that it was her fault for greeding (not a real word, I know) beauty so much. She went overboard, overdosing herself with all that bad oil &gt;_&lt;. I guess no one ever told her straight in the face from the heart that she was beautiful. It was horrific to see so much fat can be gained that quickly. This could probably open other people's eyes about having plastic surgery done just for the outer beauty of it. But it's very human to be addicted to something like that. Remember, that inner beauty will always shine through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to watch it then type in 'Han Hegyon cooking oil face' into Google.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-5975230058903640269?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/5975230058903640269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=5975230058903640269' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/5975230058903640269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/5975230058903640269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/12/korean-beauty-no-more.html' title='Korean beauty no more'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-8712630347703947299</id><published>2008-12-24T12:19:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T12:34:33.120-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Neglected</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I think I've been on an unannounced hiatus even though I've been on the computer a lot. I just felt lazy to blog and so I neglected this blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;. Along with dA, I guess without my camera I didn't see any inspiration. I seem to have lost my drawing skills. Hopefully I can change my attitude and stop being lazy, marks in school aren't as high as I want them to be (right now in the low 70's, I want 80's). It could be because of the snow and I don't like going outside when it's cold out so it makes me a less energetic person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Some updates. . .my mom, sister and brother came back like a month ago, they seemed different looking but I had a sense of family when they were all settled in.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;My mom thought Boxing day would be super crowded so we bought my digital camera early then anticipated. We sticked with less then $200 in case I lost it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; And so I got a blue Canon PowerShot SD1100 IS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SVJxS-W4XrI/AAAAAAAAADw/DRGgGSsSd6I/s1600-h/canon-powershot-sd1100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 159px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SVJxS-W4XrI/AAAAAAAAADw/DRGgGSsSd6I/s320/canon-powershot-sd1100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283409883649564338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;During my winter break, I've been lazying around. Wasting my days on the computer, doing some chores. I attempted my homework but it was so difficult for my head to register the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Today is my mom's birthday, Happy Birthday to her!!! -^_^-  She just told me two days ago that her real birthday was not June 15 because when she immigrated to Canada a girl with the same name as her immigrated also and so their birthdays got mixed up. xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-8712630347703947299?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/8712630347703947299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=8712630347703947299' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/8712630347703947299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/8712630347703947299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-think-ive-been-on-unannounced-hiatus.html' title='Neglected'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SVJxS-W4XrI/AAAAAAAAADw/DRGgGSsSd6I/s72-c/canon-powershot-sd1100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-4386079483266594456</id><published>2008-12-22T04:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T12:35:24.719-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams/ nightmares'/><title type='text'>Class Excursion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Please excuse my horrible grammar and excessive repetition of words, thank-you. ^__^;;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Two classes were having a gathering, I saw Alishea and Tashi and heard voices from the Narutards. We were sitting outside on the pavement waiting for Mr. Dennis's friend whom he always talked about. We didn't know if he was old or young but we didn't bother asking. More familiar faces that I normally saw at school came and joined us. Eventually two men came but through different doors one was old and the other was young. All of a sudden I was whisked away and ended up in a washroom stall. I remember eavesdropping and heard girls gossiping and calling themselves a drag as in drag queen (I think?). The girls were talking about how their boyfriends date other girls (the relationships seem to be very open), then those girls know who writes on the stalls about their love and report it to the office (I don't think you understand it's a jumble for me to explain in detail). I looked around me (I was still in the stall) to see if there  was any graffiti or pencil writings but there was none. I got out and noticed that the washroom looked somewhat high class. Everything was glossy and clean, the floor, cieling and walls were tiled black. And the lights were very subtle looking. I washed my hands in the automated sink and the girl beside me wiped her sink with towel paper after using it. I pulled out towel paper for myself and for another girl, I couldn't see her face so I assumed she was blind. I walked out the door and noticed I was holding onto a roll of towel paper. Then I headed for the long stairs, then Kenny walked along beside meand glanced at me. He said, "Oh, Jennifer I never recognized you with your bangs." And I think I said, "It's okay, bye Kenny." He went through another flight of stairs probably going to the basement. I almost bumped into Andy and saw that he held a black ugly winter jacket. I got outside and saw mothers, babies and tables used for daiper changing. I guess it became a student reunion and a place where their parents could join too. I kept walking and saw an empty changing table and put down the towl paper there. I turned around the corner and saw Harry. At the far end I was able to see two school buses, so I found out we were waiting to go on an excursion as well. I ran/ walked as fast as I could going through the crowd of people (it was like in Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire where I had to go through all those people when that commotion erupted), the bus looked nearer and nearer with each step I took. The bus was about 2 meters in front of me but then I saw a basket full of chocolate chips muffins on a picnic table and grabbed two of them. Then I made it on the bus at the nick of time and it drove off. The bus looked really empty except for a couple of people. I spotted Irene with a camcorder and Elizabeth was with her on the far side. I sat beside them and Elizabeth said that the students on the other bus had to pay $2 to get in. Later, out of the blue Madura appeared beside me.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;To clarify: Mr. Dennis was a teacher frommy dream, not a real teacher that I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-4386079483266594456?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/4386079483266594456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=4386079483266594456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/4386079483266594456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/4386079483266594456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/12/class-excursion.html' title='Class Excursion'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-6674466211268565997</id><published>2008-12-13T09:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T14:09:38.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing Fool</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Booming music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;brewed into my body's blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;it rushes into the mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;signaling the nerves to move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I began shaking and jumping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;unaware &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;of how ridiculous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I look out of my persona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;my eyes wander to others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;some look back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;many are care-free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I was tied between &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;being worried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;and going with the flow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;repeating the same moves over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;was annoying me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I look to others &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;and try to mimic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;that didn't work out well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;losing my beat to the music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;shifting at the wrong times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;lip singing to familiar lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Dance floor was heating up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;with so many lurkers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;sweat dropping down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;the sides of my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;looking up at the ceiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;which was mesmerizing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;to watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;the visuals of vortexes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;distortions, pulsing colours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;as they observed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;they thought inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Such an embarrassment&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-6674466211268565997?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/6674466211268565997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=6674466211268565997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/6674466211268565997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/6674466211268565997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/12/dancing-fool.html' title='Dancing Fool'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-3633037899165234620</id><published>2008-12-10T19:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T14:18:13.399-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>Around the neighborhood.</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dollarama store used to be a Biway.&lt;br /&gt;The Pic N Save discount store used to be Townsavers and a long time ago it used to be Scotiabank.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-3633037899165234620?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/3633037899165234620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=3633037899165234620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/3633037899165234620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/3633037899165234620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/12/around-neighborhood.html' title='Around the neighborhood.'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-9044528076764373946</id><published>2008-12-06T10:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T12:36:13.265-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>C-Town to D-Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;We (Ai Nante) went to a Vietnamese cuisine restaurant called 88, I don't think the waiters spoke Viet though =/  When we arrived the place was empty and we got to a table, I took long looking at my menu ^_^;; When we were ready to order the waiters were busy either at the back preparing for something and one waiter was yapping on the phone. All the waiters there were cashier's also. Finally I raised my hand and they saw and took our order. I ordered Hu Tieu My Tho, which was huge, I was able to eat 3/4 of it =] We asked to get our bill and yet it took a really long time until they got it for us, we couldn't stand waiting after 15 minutes for it so we went up to the cashier and payed. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I needed to buy star papers for Ariela so we walked the. . .GAHH I always forget to check for the name of thatstore and that's like my fifth visit -__- I remembered Ari saying she wanted the sparkly strips with stars on them. I bought them and hopefully it fits her description. We headed to the manga with nothing interesting to buy so we left, then I had to buy pastries for my family and I bought two new pastries, one was the Milk Jam Bun and the other is Coconut Cream Bun. All was $6.90. At Chiantown Centre I found Shanghai, a &lt;a href="http://www.ty.com/newhome"&gt;Ty&lt;/a&gt; Classic panda stuff animal!!! I named it Shanghai Huggles Pandiie. I kept questioning whether to buy him or not (Shanghai sounded like a boy name) but I managaed to buy him at a cost of $10! I got Peach + Strawberry Bubble Tea (last times flavour was Longanberry + Grape) at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.teashop168.ca/"&gt;Tea Shop 168&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;. Alishea and Tashi got what they wanted (a sweater and japanese magazines). &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Then we ventured off into Downtown. I wanted to buy from H&amp;amp;M so badly all the clothes looked so strutting *u* We made our way to Eaton's Centre into Chapters, I never realized how BIG it was. After reading in there for an hour I headed for home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-9044528076764373946?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/9044528076764373946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=9044528076764373946' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/9044528076764373946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/9044528076764373946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/12/c-town-to-d-town.html' title='C-Town to D-Town'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-4164917184693257642</id><published>2008-11-25T12:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T12:36:24.466-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Purchases</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;An old lady saved my life today. She yelled out "Oooh, Eiih, Eiih". Eiih as in like the letter A. It was a green light and a black car wanted to turn and it went ahead, luckily I stopped because of her signal.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Today I went to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.qinaturalfoods.com/"&gt;Qi Natural Food&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; store and bought Awaken My Senses: Organic Moisturizer for Oily Skin and a Desert Essence: Lip Rescue with Shea Butter lip balm all for $20.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://www.blogto.com/listings/grocery/upload/2008/02/20080201_qinatural.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I realized that when you put groceries in the bag you put the bigger items in first. It's similar to making a quick collage, pasting in the bigger cut-outs then pasting in the smaller images where it can fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits: Image is from &lt;a href="http://www.blogto.com/grocery/qi"&gt;blogTO&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-4164917184693257642?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/4164917184693257642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=4164917184693257642' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/4164917184693257642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/4164917184693257642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/11/purchases.html' title='Purchases'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-1298390839688458561</id><published>2008-11-23T06:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T12:36:45.849-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Movie Night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Date: Nov. 22, 2008&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Time: 3:40pm&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I haven't blogged in a long time =/. There are a number of reasons why and I'll explain.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Procrastination = homework, assignments being held up = more homework pile&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tests, too many to study &gt;_&lt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wasting time watching vids on youtube&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cleaning home&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Okay, so now I will try to keep myself more on track.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WARNING: SPOILERS.&lt;/span&gt; I don't think it's really much of a spolier though.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We; Rini, Mashi, Ally, Tenzing and VJ went to watch Twilight together. The line was somewhat long and we waited an hour and a half because we planned to arrive early. To me personally, the movie was not a let down, maybe it's because I forgot some events that were suppose to happen from the book. Like Eric and Jacob didn't really interfere with Bella during her prom. VIctoria's hair did not look firey red as how the novel explained it (as Mashi pointed out to me) but the wind blowing against her blonde hair made it look like fire since a flame on a candle isn't red much. As Rini pointed out, Bella did not seduce Jacob to make him tell her more about legends. I don't think I saw much of Bella using her hair as a curtain, don't remember x__x. I don't think I saw Charlie's face flinch when he shook Edward's cold hand. I thought Jasper was cute with his eyes wide when he was a smelling distance between Bella. Alice wasn't as small as she should be, but her image and acting was well for the part. Kristen Stewart was an ideal choice for Bella and so was Robert Pattinson for Edward. I'm not really a fond of him, since he grew facial hair. The movie almost made me tear up when they were discussing about being a part of each other's lives in the hospital scene near the end. What I found cool was when Bella wore converse shoes for her prom. Overall, I was very satisifed with the movie. I had an urge to buy a poster but didn't think it was something I would be happy with when I took it home so I didn't. After Twilight we sneaked into Madagascar: Escape 2 Africa. It was so funny. Quote: Alex (Alekai) to Marty, "I broke your iPod!" The marriage and pair ups at the end were like opposites. The penguin and the doll, living and non-living. Gloria and Melman were like short and tall, fat and skinny, confident and shy. It was full of laughs xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-1298390839688458561?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/1298390839688458561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=1298390839688458561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/1298390839688458561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/1298390839688458561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/11/movie-night.html' title='Movie Night!'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-8588644601816062025</id><published>2008-11-16T08:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T12:36:52.779-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Out the window, into the rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Yesterday, Alishea and I went to the Art Gallery of Ontario. Initially I planned on going by myself since everyone else was busy. Alishea called me that morning and we planned on meeting at the library. It was very chilly, windy and rainy outside. Our first stop was to Dragon City (again I didn't not look for that stores name Y__&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;_Y) to the star paper store and bought a pack of star paper. We walked to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://animextreme.ca/"&gt;Ani&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;meXtreme&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; manga store and I bought three mangas...the most I have ever bought in my life. It was my second time also, my first manga was Monkey High! (Saruyama!). Alishea noticed that they charged taxes now, that really shocked her. No more affordable mangas =(  Then headed over to Ding Dong Bakery for some of those treats, from now on whenever I go to Chinatown on my own or with friends, Ding Dong will be one of my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;stops. Before my mom left she bought me an umbrella since my previous one got stolen. Somehow, all five points of the fabric got ripped out and now the pointy spikes of the umbrella are sticking out, poking people as I walk the streets when it rains. So yesterday I used that time to buy a new umbrella, it takes some getting used to to open it because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://animextreme.ca/"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;there are no automatic buttons for automatic open but I'm fine with it ^___^ &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mystrillium.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SSBhHAoKCGkAADm2DpA1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.mystrillium.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SSBhHAoKCGkAADm2DpA1/ago2.PNG?et=n32tU8xnOheI2L%2Bksf3kZQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Towards the Art Gallery of Ontario I saw a crowd of people in front and wondered what was happening, turns out we had to go to the back of the line and wait. There was a swirly line near the entrance so we thought it would be there but as we walked and walked the line seemed to extend around the corner (image above). We rushed to find the end of the line and it went down two block and then around another corner, it was the longest line I have ever waited in @__@ But it was well worth it, Alishea told me we would get sick from this but I'm shiny as a button typing this. The line kept moving and stopping, moving and stopping, some people were bored so they stared at others. When someone gazed at us we would look back at them xD.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Finally we got in and walked our way to the European section in Level 1. We wanted to see all the areas and levels so bad but time was running out for me plus it got dark and I don't like being out on the streets at night o-o. Some of the paintings looked really life like, one display that I remember was of three totem pole figure that were made out of backpacks and golf bags. There were videos displayed and one of them showed the nuclear bomb in Nagasaki, Japan. It was very horrific to watch. There was a bead curtain that formed a farm (I think) scenery, like how a mosaic uses tiles, so the curtain had coloured beads. There was one that freaked me out and it was a model of mans face narrowed. It was very life like (the hair and skin looked real) and hurt my eyes to see from side to side XP I almost bumped into someone when I was looking at a huge painting ^_^;; There was a mini model city of Egypt (I think). Amazing portraits and paintings, it was difficult to see strokes on them so they were excellently done. There was one display that struck out as odd but interestingly thought out. There was a pile of big pebbles and underneath was Cheet-o's coming out of it. I forgot the description and artists name -___-;;  At first I thought someone accidently dropped Cheeto-'s on it but it seemed to have been there on purpose since it was underneath until I read the description. While we were looking at some photos or drawings, we spotted a cute asian guy wearing a black coat and cold coloured scarf *u*, Alishea thinks he was korean. He looked like Minho a bit. He came with a friend but they mostly looked at the art individually. I miss gazing at him -^_^-. We saw native american paintings and paintings from the Group of Seven, to us we recognized it immediately. Our mission was complete when we got on the stairs that extended to the outside of the building. The last stop was the shop/ boutique section of the gallery. Before we left they gave us a AGO pin *o* I was so happy, it would be my souvenir!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://mystrillium.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SSBgxQoKCGkAADBOUeg1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.mystrillium.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SSBgxQoKCGkAADBOUeg1/ago1.PNG?et=6J0FrbrOczw2rluHmsmryg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I forgot to mention, that day the gallery was opened free. Today is the last day and it will be open from 10am to 5:30pm. Some people took flash photography and security guards had to tell them to put it away. The fire alarm went off twice but everyone was walking peacefully like they didn't hear it hahaha.... I wish I had my camera to take some photos of the long line and sneak some photos of the art &gt;__&lt;&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Hope you all had a great weekend! Images above were screenshotted for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.ago.net/"&gt;AGO&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; website.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-8588644601816062025?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/8588644601816062025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=8588644601816062025' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/8588644601816062025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/8588644601816062025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/11/out-window-into-rain.html' title='Out the window, into the rain'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-8058484392958567015</id><published>2008-11-13T06:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T06:50:18.400-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Solitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Without anyone around to bother me really helps me in being concentrated in school work. I have a Chemistry test today based on Counting Atoms and Molecules: The Mole, I hope I studied enough to get a decent mark because I didn't do well on a previous unit test -_-;;;. I've mostly been at school and home doing home work, since I have some catching up to do. Which reminds me that I have some tv show catching up to do, I missed Monk three weeks already and the latest episode of "Villians" and Ugly Betty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Recently I've been reading the manga, Beauty Pop on onemanga.com. I find it interesting because it's mainly about a girl named Kiri and three guys in a club called the Scissors Project (SP), Kiri stopped cutting hair but now that she's in high school she has an urge to make girls who feel bad about themselves feel beautiful and become more confident, one member of the SP found her talent to be beneficial to the club and you'll find out what happens... ^_^ It is Shoujo and Comedy manga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Hope you're all having a wonderful week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-8058484392958567015?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/8058484392958567015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=8058484392958567015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/8058484392958567015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/8058484392958567015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/11/solitude.html' title='Solitude'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-3382588944488298454</id><published>2008-11-08T13:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T12:37:07.131-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Mandarin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It's been about six years since I have eaten at the Mandarin buffet. And finally I have! Alishea's dad drove us to Tashi's house and from there we walked to Mandarin. Luckily I ate small portions there, or else I would have been sick the whole walk to Tashi's house. During our time at the table Tashi said something funny while I sipped water and I laughed and all of s sudden I started coughing and then burped twice x( And after that I asked my friends if everyone heard me and they did! @____@ An old ladies birthday was today so they sang the Happy Birthday song and the female waiter brought a slice of cake, but when the family left, the cake was still there o_O That female waiter seemed really happy I wonder if she really was. It felt wonderful to eat delicious food, especially with your friends, the downside was they didn't have crab legs even though the poster is still there T___T.   &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;We stopped by Zellers at a strip mall, explored then went to the Source and Alishea got her yellow iPod nano chromatic. The walk back to Tashi's house was dreadfully cold and wet. We chilled, watching some of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dong Bang Shin Ki&lt;/span&gt;'s performances.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It was getting dark so we left. Underground, the subway was there but it was about to leave and Alishea was rushing towards the closed doors, but I pulled her away because my over-protective mode initiated. A man was trying to pull the door open before the grocery bags of a lady got stuck and he tried to go in also but the subway doors won't budge so he let go. Alishea told me, "There are normal people out there who help others". Or something along those lines. The next subway arrived and we went in a bunch of older teenagers around (they looked older to me) and these black group of guys said anime once that word came out of his mouth I looked at Alishea and she looked at me then poked me, and I smiled. That was very typical to hear xDD We departed and I caught up to the streetcar in time by taking two steps at a time out of the station. It was &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; crowded in there then I saw one of my classmates from Physics class. The streetcar driver said it was headed to Parliament, being the person who didn't know her street names got off it. So then I had to wait about 15 minutes for the next street car. It was shivery outside....but I looked at the night sky and there were moving lights, I think those are surveilance lights. I made it home safe and sound ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-3382588944488298454?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/3382588944488298454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=3382588944488298454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/3382588944488298454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/3382588944488298454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/11/mandarin.html' title='Mandarin'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-1188866049083134044</id><published>2008-11-05T04:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T16:12:18.893-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Instincts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ZOMG!!! I just have to blog about this now and school starts soon &gt;__&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;This morning thepigeon was still there -___-;; I tried so many attempts to shoo the bird out. Using a spongebob trick-or-treat solid carrying thing, my stuff animal Fluffy, banging on the window and it wouldn't get out. Later again I tried to shoo it away, pointing the direction up with my finger, it seemed to have a piece of white fluffy feather in it's beak o_O. Is it eating itself or the dead pigeon? Okay....then I used this plant thing that looks like wheat that my dad brought home a few months ago and placed in a vase, I waved it around and all of sudden it flew away, out to the roof top of a nearby house. You are free now my pigeon friend! I did a mini celebration and now we won't have two pigeons lying dead in the balcony. Hopefully, the other pigeons will not get near my property!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-1188866049083134044?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/1188866049083134044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=1188866049083134044' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/1188866049083134044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/1188866049083134044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/11/instincts.html' title='Instincts'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-6374032011572285943</id><published>2008-11-04T17:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T17:23:59.682-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Pigeons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;That doesn't look like the proper spelling to me o.o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I looked out at the balcony because I was bored, then noticed that a dead pigeon was lying by the edge of the balcony. Let me explain, before my parents left they put up a net around the balcony to prevent pigeons from coming in, making their home and infesting the area with their poop. Somehow the big winds blew so hard that the net lowered itself. I felt so bad for the pigeon but I don't like touching dead ones and my parents forbid me (because their afraid I'll fall off and die) from opening the balcony door so I can't do anything about it. This evening I see a pigeon sleeping, eyes closed and standing on one foot. Dx Why this place, oh why?!??!? I banged on the window to wake it up and now it can't escape! Now it's going to suffer the same consequences as the other pigeon and die of starvation. I think it was trying to rescue what it looked to it like a trapped live pigeon. *SIIIGH* Now there is bird poop all over the place XP &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I wish they had a sense and knew to fly up then out the opening of the net and balcony ceiling, but they don't have one! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The bottom line is I dislike it when animals die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-6374032011572285943?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/6374032011572285943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=6374032011572285943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/6374032011572285943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/6374032011572285943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/11/pigeons.html' title='Pigeons'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-678715046291308063</id><published>2008-11-02T10:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T17:59:27.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight Movie Countdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allownetworking="all" data="http://www.twilightthemovie.com/clock300by200.swf" align="middle" height="200" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.twilightthemovie.com/clock300by200.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIyNTYzOTM1MzI5NiZwdD*xMjI1NjM5Mzg4NTkzJnA9MjcwOTEmZD1jb3VudGRvd24lNUZ3aWRlJm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTImdD*mbz*zOGU1YjY5ZmIxNDA*NWExYjBkYjUzNTVhMTY*NmU4MA==.gif" border="0" height="0" width="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-678715046291308063?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/678715046291308063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=678715046291308063' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/678715046291308063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/678715046291308063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilight-movie-countdown.html' title='Twilight Movie Countdown'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-4306919759612281327</id><published>2008-11-01T19:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T23:48:09.163-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Ongoing Movement and Mistakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;This morning I woke up pretty early since I couldn't sleep after the grandma left. So I went on the computer for a while and before I went for a shower, the phone rang, it shook me a bit since the ringer was loud. It was my mom she told me she'll be going to my dad's area the next day so if I need to contact her I should contact my dad's place. I got to talk to my sibs they still speak English there =/ And my mom kept using the word "beautiful" and "cute" when it came to describing clothes that she bought me. She bought me a few sweaters, three wallets, a backpack for school o__o, a few swim shorts and more.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;After my shower I was glued to my computer, then saw Yangchen on and she was already at the library. But Grace didn't come yet. Rushingly, I hurried to get out and when I was at the elevator and looked at myself in the mirror to readjust I realized that I didn't brush my hair o___o; Oh well. I headed to the library a bit late but I managed to find Yangchen, still no Grace. She tutored me on some Chemistry stuff, not sure if it's still somewhere in my head or not ^_^;; The story time area was loud with kids and they sang a song and I thought libraries were suppose to be quiet o.o Using her laptop was so interesting, it looked shiny *u* We didn't bother to wait anymore since Yangchen left her Lab sheet at home and I needed to see it because I left mine in my locker. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;We walked to Coffee Time because she was hungry and she ended up buying my a donut and the scary thing happened, she got the wrong wallet and it was empty! But the cashier was Tibetan so she gave her the donuts on credit. *phew* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;We headed to her place and it was my first time, such a clean floor because her sister was cleaning it. I needed assistance on what to put in the report. Luckily I was able to copy what was important. So I think I'll be able to work on it with a few sweats. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Grace ended up coming over to Yangchen's home when we messaged her. But I couldn't stay so I didn't see Grace. I rushed home and got money and jacket and walked out to the streetcar to rush over to where Irene worked. When I got off the streetcar she called me and I missed it. Then I called her and it said to leave a message and I saw her at the parking lot, it was a funny moment....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;So we walked all the way to the mall (didn't take long, like 20 minutes) and I got out my list that I made. And we started with Walmart and bought mostly school supplies, I was weird because it was like I was going back to school shopping o_O. Then we traveled around getting stuff. When we sat to eat Manchuwok (it was hard finding a place to sit) this old man beside us kept talking about how humans are dumb animals and how we should put effort into saving the earth. It started out when I told Irene I wanted to buy a mini backpack (though I didn't) then he said you should go to Walmart (we were just there). And told us how the service guy guided him to it and blah blah blah. And he started to get annoying but he was very educational so I listened intently. After he left these people on our other side came, sat and ate Subway sandwiches, they ate fast o__o One of them was Asian and the other was interracial (between Caucasian and Japanese). His mother was eating sushi so I assume she is. And I think they are relative since they kept talking about how the Asian guy's mom is lazy and didn't want to come to the mall with them even though she refuses to sleep more and keep on working more hours. There was also the Caucasian father who was a big and the interracial guys little brother. So I think the Asian guy's family is not with him but came along with his relatives. Hope you guys are following here.... Irene kept staring at him then staring at me, the interracial guy sat beside me and the Asian guy sat beside Irene. I sat across from Irene. It felt awkward but I just acted like my own self. Staring at my food as I eat, ranting....lol Then the Asian guy (gawked) put his head on the little interracial boy's head (the little brother). That was sweet ^_^ We left, I wanted to stay longer to look at them more hehe.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;We got a Hazelnut Ice Cap Supreme from Timmy's and they did not take debit which surprised Rini. And headed home by 7:16! But on the streetcar....there was this Tibetan family and a bunch of young people with babies who made lots of noises and then a Tibetan baby who looked like she was 1 or so fell on the steps from her stroller (OUCH), she reacted at first with that face of pain and started crying a bit then when she got on her father's arms she stopped, I was like wow and smiled at her. The other people were stunned.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-4306919759612281327?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/4306919759612281327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=4306919759612281327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/4306919759612281327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/4306919759612281327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/11/ongoing-movement-and-mistakes.html' title='Ongoing Movement and Mistakes'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-1989517453881580509</id><published>2008-10-31T07:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T07:50:13.030-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!!!</title><content type='html'>As usual I don't do anything for Halloween...here's a video for those of you like me ^_^&lt;br /&gt;How to make an origami bat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kFR4LRZdU2Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kFR4LRZdU2Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-1989517453881580509?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/1989517453881580509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=1989517453881580509' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/1989517453881580509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/1989517453881580509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!!!'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-1230774265856271165</id><published>2008-10-29T20:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T16:43:18.739-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>Heroes quotes</title><content type='html'>A new label...quotes. Not sure what to colour it =/&lt;br /&gt;Some Heroes quotes I found memorable ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Season 3, episode 7.&lt;br /&gt;"Pinehearst...sounds like a dishwashing liquid" said by Claire's adoptive mother. - &lt;span class="play_vid"&gt;               Eris Quod Sum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Season 3, episode 6.&lt;br /&gt;"They all look the same to me", "That's racist" said by Hiro and Ando. -Dying of the Light&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-1230774265856271165?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/1230774265856271165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=1230774265856271165' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/1230774265856271165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/1230774265856271165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/10/heroes-quotes.html' title='Heroes quotes'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-2153339854185631060</id><published>2008-10-29T07:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T08:07:30.505-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Tashi's Sweet 16!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;My dear friend Mashi has turned to the age that most adolescents dream for. I got her a manga that she already read but when I gave the gift all you could see was the smile of gratitude on her face which satisfied my day. -^_^- Before we left school Irene began to sing happy birthday to her and Alishea joined in, I couldn't leave those two or Tashi alone so I joined in as well. After school we went to Phoenix, it was Tashi's treat to us on her special day and I ordered crispy noodle with beef and broccoli. She had been craving it for a month now and finally got to taste the sensation of the restaurants fried rice. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It was extremely windy and cold at the same time, the weather is messed up nowadays as the grandma said it.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SQhR0HA2YxI/AAAAAAAAADo/vsYwMK8UzlM/s1600-h/bp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SQhR0HA2YxI/AAAAAAAAADo/vsYwMK8UzlM/s320/bp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262546120260084498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The day before Alishea and Tashi came over and we made strawberry-banana smoothies, the sharp blade bottom dis-attached but we screwed it tight in time before anyone got hurt &gt;_&lt; Then we fangirled (well them mostly) over NewS. The grandma came earlier then usual, we were watching Crank Dat Curry Sauce so it was very awkward xD  I couldn't do my homework when the grandma was around so it ended up being a wasted day. Now I blog to you while I'm still typing up my Ideal Society assignment. And I have to be done by the time school starts which is ten o'clock. Don't worry I'll make it in time. :3 I have a chemistry lab today too @_@ the first lab this school year for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Se7en's new song Girls *u* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-2153339854185631060?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/2153339854185631060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=2153339854185631060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/2153339854185631060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/2153339854185631060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/10/tashis-sweet-16.html' title='Tashi&apos;s Sweet 16!~'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SQhR0HA2YxI/AAAAAAAAADo/vsYwMK8UzlM/s72-c/bp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-2631026206369177836</id><published>2008-10-23T07:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T08:16:07.334-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Into the heart of a neighboring town</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It's an hour until school and I haven't touched my Physics homework yet or prepared breakfast and stuff D=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;But I feel the urge to blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Yesterday after school Ariela, Irene and I went to Roncesvalles so I could buy organic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://kissmyface.com/"&gt;KissMyFace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; soap. But it turned out to be us going to many stores. Like many natural food stores, a bakery, the Mercantile, Bravo Gelato, a bookstore and Sobey's. I found the soap and bought the olive oil + green tea version, it was so difficult to pick and Ari told me to pick two I mostly liked and she would hide them behind her and whichever I pick will be the one I buy but I kept stalling, reading the benefits of the soap every time xD I tasted my first gelato, I played it safe and picked the vanilla with chocolate flakes. We did a lot of walking and the weight on my bag made my shoulders slouch, it has been a long time since I walked long with a heavy bag. When we visited the stores it was mostly us smelling different types of tea, sampling skin products and looking. But we bought stuff at other stores too ^_^ Overall it was so much fun, I haven't hanged with Irene in months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assignments due:&lt;br /&gt;World Religion -  Ideal Society - Wednesday Oct. 29, 08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tests:&lt;br /&gt;Physics - Monday Oct. 27, 08&lt;br /&gt;Accounting - Friday Oct. 31, 08&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry - Thursday Oct. 30, 08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-2631026206369177836?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/2631026206369177836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=2631026206369177836' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/2631026206369177836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/2631026206369177836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/10/into-heart-of-neighboring-town.html' title='Into the heart of a neighboring town'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-1751888376174437812</id><published>2008-10-21T17:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T17:15:57.683-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Wooooooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;That's the sound that the wind makes when you peep your window open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Today was the Honours assembly and it didn't seem that hyped as last year because more people got awards so people got tired of clapping/ cheering for every single person. Bought micro crossants and drooled over them when I got home. The drama that the grandma and I have been watching is almost done, so I wonder what she'll do next, I can't stand seeing someone bored D= As I was folding star papers I got the idea that I should give her a container full of them as a gift ^_^ Flies keep buzzing/ inhabiting the fruit basket which I never eat from and I feel bad for letting the apples and mangoes go to waste but I just don't like them -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm watching Heroes on fancast.com and Adam Munroe just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;discinigrated when Peter's father sucked the life out of him, nuuuuu!!!&lt;br /&gt;I watched the new Jonas Brothers video and......Joe Jonas looks like Sylar when he put his glasses on. Strange....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-1751888376174437812?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/1751888376174437812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=1751888376174437812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/1751888376174437812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/1751888376174437812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/10/wooooooo.html' title='Wooooooo'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-2631366842909018764</id><published>2008-10-19T14:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T15:56:58.775-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Winding Folds</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Yesterday, Ariela and I planned to go to OCAD (Ontario College of Art and Design) to see what they had to offer and look around. My mom called me this morning and asked me if I was going anywhere, me being the liar told her no and she said "good, when I get back then you can go to places". -_-;;; *feels a tad guilty* It was so cold outside and I only wore two layers &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;We got off and walked to the direction of OCAD, but I wanted to make a stop at Dragon City (building) so I pushed Ari so we can get fish balls. Ariela tasted her first fish ball (not spicy) and she didn't like it but she liked the beef and the Hoisin sauce. I learned that spicy tastes better. The walk to OCAD was pretty long, but together we fast walked xD There was a presentation we attended which was an hour, it felt really intimidating. Last year 3200 students applied and 800 managed to got in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ari had to go to math tutoring so we planned to meet at Zellers at 3pm. So I was left alone in the buzzing Chinatown. (OCAD is by Chinatown). I went to Ding Dong and bought a whole tray of food which ended up to be $9.20. And went back to the Rainbow Palace place (forgot to check the name again) and bought star paper *u* Haven't walked this much in a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Found Ariela at Zellers, then tried to find Irene at work there but she was off on that day. Then we went to Ariela's house (my first time) and met Edwin. So much of today was unplanned because of bad time management but it turned out to be better than planned ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Note: It sucks when you don't pay attention to your friend's possessions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-2631366842909018764?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/2631366842909018764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=2631366842909018764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/2631366842909018764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/2631366842909018764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/10/winding-folds.html' title='Winding Folds'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-484274304769051054</id><published>2008-10-17T18:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T18:54:45.966-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>Standing Tall</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;In elementary school &lt;u&gt;once&lt;/u&gt; I had this supply/substitute teacher for music class and when we were standing for the national anthem she told us to to stand with our feet a bit far apart so we wouldn't sway back and forth. After that day on, I started standing like that and it prevented me from getting tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-484274304769051054?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/484274304769051054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=484274304769051054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/484274304769051054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/484274304769051054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/10/standing-tall.html' title='Standing Tall'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-868796744243125002</id><published>2008-10-15T17:57:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T18:16:13.792-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Hello?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eating:&lt;/span&gt; Spam and rice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; The beep from the fire alarm, saliva glomps of the mouth while trying to swallow quietly, the fan from the computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I heard a knock on the door at 5:46pm. Besides using my teeth to bite into the fork (I normally eat with a spoon), I used my lips. And slowly chunked up my food, then swallowed. Not making any movement that will make the slightest noise. Waiting...then I heard a female's voice she said, "Hello?", she sounded very exhausted and impatient for someone to come to the door. But I wasn't allowed to open the door to strangers and I didn't want to either. I heard the clanking of her keys. During the whole time she knocked in three repetitions. ('&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;knock-knock-knock&lt;/span&gt;', rest, and resumes another two times) When she used the elevator to go back to where she came from, my shoulders relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, I heard stomping from the apartment/ suite above. So it was someone that lived here. She began calling out Roxy or Foxy, I couldn't make out which. I looked out the window towards my balcony but didn't see any animal that could've fallen in. This went on for quite a while, until she called out Roxy/ Foxy in relief then I heard meowing but it sounded like some toy cat meowing since it meowed in perfect rests (meow, 3 seconds, meow, 3 seconds, etc). After that they didn't came to knock again. Now I speak to you about this unexpected event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-868796744243125002?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/868796744243125002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=868796744243125002' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/868796744243125002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/868796744243125002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello.html' title='Hello?'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-432512547378925623</id><published>2008-10-14T16:01:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T17:35:28.343-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><title type='text'>Koizora</title><content type='html'>&lt;a class="toggleopacity" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SPT8GtbKK1I/AAAAAAAAADg/53H2AujN45k/s1600-h/up-koizora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SPT8GtbKK1I/AAAAAAAAADg/53H2AujN45k/s320/up-koizora.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257103857251134290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A movie review @__@ Now this is a first for me. I recently finished watching this it can be found on youtube. I watched it with my friends and at the several last parts I teared up big time. Although my friend kept laughing at me because of my trembly voice and scrunched up face ¬.¬ It's a really beautiful teenage love story and you have to watch it straight through until you can judge it. Like most people say..."Always finish what you already started" or something like that. I'm not into watching dramas or movies that often since loading videos tends to be slow on my computer. This isn't really much of a review since I'm not going on with the details cause I'm afraid I might spoil it for you guys. =/ I watched the movie version that was released in 2007 I did not watch the drama version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: The movie is japanese and I watched it with english subs. I give this a full &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-432512547378925623?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/432512547378925623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=432512547378925623' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/432512547378925623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/432512547378925623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/10/koizora.html' title='Koizora'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SPT8GtbKK1I/AAAAAAAAADg/53H2AujN45k/s72-c/up-koizora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-5789200771781641404</id><published>2008-10-09T16:16:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T16:49:12.547-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>New Encounters</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Yesterday I went to Chinatown in my area and I noticed that every time I go there I always stop by at the Ding Dong Bakery to buy pastries. When we were on the streetcar to go there I spotted my friend sitting there with a red coat and her new haircut I nudged her arm and it was her so I sat and we spoke about school etc. What a strange coincidence. In c-town Tashi got to taste her very first fish ball and it brought me back memories when I tasted the fish ball they spared for me. In the words of Rachel Ray, "Yummo!" We went into this store called Rainbow Palace? (forgot name) there were many plushies I really liked such as Totoro (pokes below) and Tare Panda ones, they were nice to look at but not something I would take home and be satisfied about. The lady gave us lollipops and it's been so long since I ate one. It kept raining non-stop. After seeing Tashi's dad I came home at the nick of time before the grandma came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SO5tehnQg0I/AAAAAAAAADY/d2DR8bUHIgs/s1600-h/totoro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SO5tehnQg0I/AAAAAAAAADY/d2DR8bUHIgs/s320/totoro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255258186374480706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;picture from: onemoreanime.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;School: I have an Accounting test tomorrow @___@. We made dream catchers in World Religion class so whenever I get a camera I'll show you guys next year! I think I'll get out of Key Club to join Guitar club. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I miss my mommy and daddy T^T But each day will be new and one to cherish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-5789200771781641404?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/5789200771781641404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=5789200771781641404' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/5789200771781641404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/5789200771781641404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-encounters.html' title='New Encounters'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SO5tehnQg0I/AAAAAAAAADY/d2DR8bUHIgs/s72-c/totoro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-7087159850681837498</id><published>2008-10-05T17:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T17:47:49.298-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piano progress'/><title type='text'>Cold Tea Bags</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Another post too soon ^_^;;; Just came back from piano lessons, it was two hours again, I feel bad because I only pay her ten bucks because initially my lessons were suppose to be an hour. Merlie's daughter had a baby boy so we talked about that a bit, baby is not named yet. Ms. Valera has to go to California for a week so I won't have lessons next week. During the lesson I just kept....umm....my mind was somewhere else. It was very difficult concentrating @__@. She told me that I should practice the three songs she assigned, Campfire Melody, The Little Train and  Long, Long Ago *groans*. When it was time to go Merlie gave me this broth with meat and veggies in it. As soon as I got home I poured it into rice and am currently eating it now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I have a bunch of studying to do and I never started yet xP I wonder if grandma will come tonight. It's still freezing in my apartment. When I went out of the apartment, there in the elevator was a notice saying that anyone who needs heating should call the Landlord o____o I can't possibly do that or people will find out you-know-what. I'll try to stay warm T___T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I found some containers of Oolong tea leaves lying around in the cabinet, they say to put in 20 grams of the stuff in the boiling water in the tea pot. I think 20g would be I searched in Google and it said that 1 tsp is about 5 grams then 4 tsp is 20 grams? Hope so, I could try...I feel bad giving the shrine statues plain water -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About title...&lt;br /&gt;-cold as in freezing here.&lt;br /&gt;-tea because I found tea leaves.&lt;br /&gt;-bags because of strange sleep pattern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-7087159850681837498?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/7087159850681837498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=7087159850681837498' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/7087159850681837498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/7087159850681837498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/10/cold-tea-bags.html' title='Cold Tea Bags'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-6779240982713085601</id><published>2008-10-04T12:44:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T13:29:17.728-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Sweet Home is Nothing without a Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Okay, now I'll spill it even though it 's been only about 3 days. I just want to share about what's happening right now.  It was suppose to be a secret, but I'm too bored to think first.  This is only for reading if you're bored nothing else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;My parents just recently went on vacation (don't ask where). And last night I got a call that they safely arrived. They left early morning and when I was a half hour already in school my dad called but I just found out that when I got home. They'll only be away for a month and a half, they kept telling me instructions on what to do and what not. This time I listened to their lectures. They told me not to tell anyone not even my friends. They informed a few of their friends and that's about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Every night except for once/twice a week an elder who I call grandma would come by and sleep in my home, it's to keep me safe if I ever wander through the apartment at night. When she gets here we don't talk much because my Vietnamese is just basic, I let her watch tv so it's okay. At the moment she said she won't come by tonight because her work ends late. I'm so lonely, I just finished reading Breaking Dawn which was very, very satisfying, I practiced on the piano (fail), managed to open the tin can of soup (they have those 'lift ring, pull back' kinds and I don't like those) and ate it. Yes, I warmed it up, it said not to add water so I didn't. My mom left me with this glass container with a lid and told me to use it besides the plastic ones cause she just found out those caused cancer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It seems so deserted outside with the tinted gray sky. I called on the superintendent to come open the heat when he has time yesterday so I'm frustratingly waiting for that, it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;so cold&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; and I feel sorry for the elderly lady who comes over to sleep here. My sleeping curfew is 9:30 and my mom told me if I ever go anywhere I should be home by 6 which is reasonable. Other things my mom told me was that I shouldn't go anywhere to strangers homes or be anywhere that has less people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It's so quiet and unbelievably boring without my sibs, I am able to hear the clocks ticking and the elevator opening and closing leaving me chills if anyone is about to knock on the door or not. I'm afraid people will find out and ask me questions. Yesterday morning when I came out my neighbor whom I've seen live here the same length as my family in this apartment came out with his sobbing daughter (she was afraid of going to the dentist, they were heading for the laundry) told me my dad told him they were vacationing for 3 months and told me if I needed anything I should knock on his door. A bit of relief but when he mentioned the vacation I objected and said they were going on a short trip. I hate lieing &gt;__&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*huffs* Now that's all out of my system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some songs I like listening to ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7sZUtsJKarM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7sZUtsJKarM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U4mBwpWsIPI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" 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Family'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-728958104672910949</id><published>2008-10-02T17:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T12:39:27.737-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><title type='text'>Toybox</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;This will be where I put digital gifts, free stuff I like and so on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SOVB3ynJbBI/AAAAAAAAADQ/7fyCTMpkUK4/s1600-h/birthdayGoodieBag.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SOVB3ynJbBI/AAAAAAAAADQ/7fyCTMpkUK4/s320/birthdayGoodieBag.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252676967132130322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-728958104672910949?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/728958104672910949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=728958104672910949' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/728958104672910949'/><link 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Independent</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The Taxi was late, indigestion stirred from the tension. It eventually came, they gave me a hug. Through the bedroom window they departed, I waved to the black windows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Now the moon and stars will watch me sleep tight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The sun and nature will be there when it's not night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Only eight weeks to survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Somehow we'll make it here alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;As long as we both shall stay safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;In the clutches of unknown faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I don't think you guys will really understand I just wanted to express something. The last part is just there so the whole poem can rhyme. *drowns in music*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-8102969878910635389?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/8102969878910635389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=8102969878910635389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/8102969878910635389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/8102969878910635389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/10/independent.html' title='Independent'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-3796586158119550562</id><published>2008-09-28T21:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T21:22:37.617-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piano progress'/><title type='text'>Grade/ Level 2?</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;I've only been learning piano for about what?......more than &lt;u&gt;three&lt;/u&gt; months. I shouldn't be at that level since she told me I'm able to play the pieces in my new Level 2 without marking the notes. The new book I got is called Alfred's Basic Piano Library: Piano Classic Themes Level 2. -__- I looked at them and could tell I wasn't able to play them without knowing the notes and fingering. Today I learned what G clef (right hand) and base clef (left hand) meant. Last week Merlie had her son-in-law and daughter come for a visit. I heard some laughs and whispers. It really distracts me with them listening to me playing horribly, but now I'll try hard not to listen to them. Merlie's son-in-law wanted to take piano lessons so this week he started after me, he already knew how to play guitar. So they came early and heard me screw up on many parts. Ms. Valera made me stay for 2 hours as usual. They gave me some packets of mini M&amp;amp;M's and Reese to take home. I forgot to mention that they sometimes make me take home food. Food I took home before were banana spring rolls, corn, and some type of chip....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today this morning from 9:00am to 12:00 I volunteered at a small community festival, what I did was, pick up twigs/ wood/ littler, helped placing the banner, helped with tieing the ribbon around the banner, carried bricks, made a fire pit,  moved the barbecue grill, did &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some  &lt;/span&gt;dish washing, I just helped set up the place you get the idea. It was fun and felt great volunteering for once in a long time ^__^&lt;br /&gt;*groans* Tomorrow is school x___x Must prepare for sleep. Have a great day tomorrow guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-3796586158119550562?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/3796586158119550562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=3796586158119550562' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/3796586158119550562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/3796586158119550562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/09/grade-level-2.html' title='Grade/ Level 2?'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-1397998605150225324</id><published>2008-09-25T17:13:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T17:46:59.492-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Inside Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too long, read a few parts as you wish ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Strange...on my Google analytics it said that I haven't had visitors for the past 4 days =/ But I see comments so there must be a malfunction. Thanks for reading my blogs!!! -^__^- I feel loved &lt;3&gt; *long pause* Physics was cool, we discussed about &lt;a href="http://www.terryfoxrun.org/english/home/default.asp?s=1"&gt;Terry Fox&lt;/a&gt; and the run/ walk we'll be participating in and I found out my teacher paid a lot of money towards the research because he had many close people that are diagnosed with cancer. Last year I paid $20....I didn't know why. But this year I'll pay the minimum of a twoonie, don't bite me D=. That will be tomorrow and take up the whole morning &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(note: bring other mini backpack with water bottle)&lt;/span&gt;. Every Thursday in Accounting class a Chartered Accountant comes in to talk to us about the subject and he is here weekly because he wants to be a teacher as his next career. It's very sad because practically no one in the class is interested, they just took the course because they thought it involved being in the computer lab. At first it was but then we moved into a normal classroom. I don't think many people listen to his lectures. And whenever he asks us a question no one speaks so he answers his own question. There are some people who are interested so that's a good thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;At lunch time this guy who talks to many people from different grades came and talked to us and we found out that we both liked Heroes, so we talked a lot about that. I was really worried about the presentation I had to do for World Religion because my partner was absent. My friend's name is Alishea (partner), my other friends names are Tashi and Ariela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Tashi: Where's Alishea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ariela: She's not here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Me: She's not here?! (exaggerates) x_____x I had some kind of feeling that she would stay home because of sickness in Accounting class. I thought about it some more and thought it could be practice to present alone, then I thought of my nervousness. Perhaps she'll come back for me in WR. She always comes back for us! It would be a MIRACLE if she did *o*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Tashi: Yeah, I think she will =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I was so sleepy in Chemistry class, there were too many notes to copy down and I couldn't concentrate to the teacher. World Religion class was taken place in the library for the PowerPoint presentations. The area woke me up right away because of it's cool air conditioner =O I was really nervous while sitting in my chair and did nothing but look at the people around me. All of a sudden I saw a familiar jacket, it was Alishea!!! It felt like she saved my life, I was so joyful!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;At first my voice was in nervous mode but then it didn't seem so frightening. When I forgot what I wanted to say Alishea would finish my sentences the way I wanted o.o I miss pronounced salmon, I said it as '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sal-mun&lt;/span&gt;' but I learned it was pronounced '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;saa-mun&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;By the end of the PPT, I was about to unplug the USB stick until a guy asked us, "Who made the Ainu people hide their culture?" Luckily it was easy to answer. Yesterday and today no one bothered to ask questions at the end of a presentation. When class was dismissed our friends told us that everyone &lt;u&gt;paid attention&lt;/u&gt; which was shocking and satisfying at the same time. Must have been because of this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SNwAlApLJdI/AAAAAAAAADI/wswplLjornQ/s1600-h/tatued.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SNwAlApLJdI/AAAAAAAAADI/wswplLjornQ/s320/tatued.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250071901435012562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Credits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://d21c.com/zenegata/ainu18.html"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/michelle.lf.chin/hokkaido2008#5176385004064858322"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.d.umn.edu/cla/faculty/troufs/anth1095/Ainu.html"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer to  brain teaser was Corn!      &lt;p:colorscheme style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" colors="#c16059,#2f1311,#000000,#f7d47d,#d5b781,#79af7d,#f0b854,#dc893e"&gt;  &lt;/p:colorscheme&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" shape="_x0000_s1026" class="O"&gt;  &lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;!--[if !ppt]--&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Home/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image001.gif" alt="*" style="position: absolute; top: 25%; left: -5.06%; width: 1.51%; height: 58.33%;" /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p:colorscheme colors="#c16059,#2f1311,#000000,#f7d47d,#d5b781,#79af7d,#f0b854,#dc893e"&gt;  &lt;/p:colorscheme&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;http: edu="" cla="" faculty="" troufs="" anth1095="" html=""&gt;&lt;/http:&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;    &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-1397998605150225324?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/1397998605150225324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=1397998605150225324' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/1397998605150225324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/1397998605150225324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/09/inside-smile.html' title='Inside Smile'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SNwAlApLJdI/AAAAAAAAADI/wswplLjornQ/s72-c/tatued.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-6386443280892649101</id><published>2008-09-24T16:58:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T17:34:14.949-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Useless build-up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;What you are about to read will be pretty pointless but I wanted to keep this here x]  Yesterday I sent notes to my teachers about my absence because of an orthodontist. For my Physics teacher he didn't need the note because he had super great memory (he was going to be away himself). On that day I totally forgot about giving the note to the office. So this morning it was a late start so I walked to school at 9:10 and gave the note to the office lady, she said I could have just called (my whole walk was a waste) but Sign In once I get back. During my visit to the orthodontist, I had to wait for one hour because I was really early.&lt;br /&gt;I spent that time reading Breaking Dawn and this guy held up the book asking if it was BD and when he saw the titled spine...&lt;br /&gt;He said, "I got it right, do you know how I knew?"&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Because it's black?"&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Because I see it everyday".&lt;br /&gt;Not one of the answers I would get right away.&lt;br /&gt;They told me I had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;plaque build up&lt;/span&gt; -_- So they gave me Johnson &amp;amp; Johnson Mint Waxed floss, floss threaders and one sample of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://english.jbutler.com/index.asp"&gt;G·U·M&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Soft-Picks (which she said was new and popular in the market). I love getting freebies/ samples :3 They told me I can get more at my local drug store, I never knew the drug store would have that type of stuff but it's believable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came back the lady sent me my note back and she signed it and told me to give it to my teacher. In my head I was like, "Teacher?". I thought it was lunch already but I just thought she meant my afternoon teacher. I walked out and later remembered that it was a late start and  lunch started later. I came into Accounting class and she had just done lecturing the students. This guy yelled out, "Why are you so late?" but I just ignored him, I sort of expected that to happen xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I didn't mention this before...I used to wear braces since gr. 7 to the beginning of gr. 9. Now I wear retainers and it's been another 2 years, my orthodontist told me in the future they'll change my retainers because I keep grinding my teeth and scraping off the plastic on my bottom retainer. I only wear them when I sleep so that's a relief. I got a new case for them (aqua colour) since my other one got broken and won't close properly x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My World Religion power point presentation is tomorrow, we didn't present today because my partner had a hoarse voice/ couldn't talk. D=  Hopefully she'll be able to speak. She never heard me present before so she doesn't know that I get irritating jitters/ extreme racing heartbeat/ sweat dropping tension. I told my other friend to tell her how bad I was at it. And she said I did very well with presentations ¬.¬&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, you have just survived my pointless blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Brain teaser: With what vegetable do you throw away the outside, cook the inside, eat the outside, and throw away the inside? Answer will be given in next blog post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-6386443280892649101?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/6386443280892649101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=6386443280892649101' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/6386443280892649101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/6386443280892649101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-you-are-about-to-read-will-be.html' title='Useless build-up.'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-1956538990435141653</id><published>2008-09-21T11:40:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T21:11:47.263-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piano progress'/><title type='text'>Layout Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I changed it yesterday, thought that I didn't want to use a layout that was created by someone else. It will take time for me and (I think) you to get used to the non-pink-warm brown feel. The new header represents most of the things I like. I feel like changing the background to a tiled one, maybe. For the CSS, I used &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://arwenita.deviantart.com/"&gt;Gisele's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; coding from Birdie's Sweet Blog to find out where I can change the title header. I guess I can make more modifications but that will be for another time or never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heroes will be coming up tomorrow at 8, and I need to find out the time for Ugly Betty quick owo. I completed Bella's side of Breaking Dawn. I'm onto Jacob's but I stopped there to practice some piano. Ms. Valera seems to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rushing&lt;/span&gt; me to finish my book xP I still can't read notes unless I mark them on the sheet music. -___-;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's already 9:11pm and I still haven't studied for my tests, I could probably pass them without studying? The Powerpoint isn't done, hopefully it will be finito by tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-1956538990435141653?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/1956538990435141653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=1956538990435141653' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/1956538990435141653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/1956538990435141653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/09/layout-change.html' title='Layout Change'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-9076468985644186107</id><published>2008-09-18T16:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T17:11:22.123-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Agenda as well</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;TV shows I'm looking forward/ currently watching:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;#MTV's Top Pop Group&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;#America's Next Top Model&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;#Heroes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;#Ugly Betty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;#So You Think You Can Dance Canada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;School to do list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;#Work on world religion presentation assignment - deadline Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;#Study for both Accounting and Chemistry tests over weekend - Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;#Prepare for Photo Day - Friday (tomorrow).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;#Come to school in time for Physics (teacher is back).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;My teacher was in a three day gr. 9 field trip he left us a bunch of class work to do and I couldn't manage to finish it. xP Picture day is tomorrow and well....no biggie. Today my friend let me borrow Breaking Dawn *o* So I'll mostly be spending my time reading that since my other friends want to borrow it after me. I've been getting really interested in organic and natural products, so next month I'll prolly buy Olive Oil Soap from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.kissmyface.com/"&gt;Kiss My Face&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;. Nothing fun happened but I'm sure I'll explore places next month and share my experiences with all of you. Thanks for reading!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-9076468985644186107?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/9076468985644186107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=9076468985644186107' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/9076468985644186107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/9076468985644186107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/09/agenda-as-well.html' title='Agenda as well'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-2777695258189973774</id><published>2008-09-17T19:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T19:10:13.896-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for you'/><title type='text'>Answers to Number Activity</title><content type='html'>The answers to &lt;a href="http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/09/activity.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/09/activity.html"&gt; activity&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;--clicky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days late ^_^;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) 26 letters in the alphabet&lt;br /&gt;b) 7 wonders of the world&lt;br /&gt;c) 12 signs of the zodiac&lt;br /&gt;d) 52 cards in a deck&lt;br /&gt;e) 9 planets in the solar system&lt;br /&gt;f) 0 degrees celcius at which water freezes&lt;br /&gt;g) 18 holes in a golf course&lt;br /&gt;h) 90 degrees in a right angle&lt;br /&gt;i) 200 dollars to pass Go in Monopoly&lt;br /&gt;j) 1 wheel on a unicycle&lt;br /&gt;k) 57 Heinz varieties&lt;br /&gt;l) 29 days in February in a leap year&lt;br /&gt;m) 3 letters in a postal code&lt;br /&gt;n) 6 players on a volleyball court&lt;br /&gt;o) 4 quarters in a game (basketball)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-2777695258189973774?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/2777695258189973774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=2777695258189973774' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/2777695258189973774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/2777695258189973774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/09/answers-to-number-activity.html' title='Answers to Number Activity'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-8680753075943836611</id><published>2008-09-16T11:23:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T18:53:03.887-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness runs in a circular motion~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;So last week I got my last cheque which was 276.02, and today just now I got mailed my &lt;u&gt;final/ last&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; cheque of 169.70!!! I'm astonished right now while eating my lunch. I'll tell my friends as soon as I get back to school. Eeee &gt;_&lt; This is what my friend said in response to her digital gift ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;"&gt;OK you GAIZ you OFFICIALLY MAKE ME CRY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;"&gt; I LOVE YOU GUYS!~! THANK YOU SO MUCH MAN, I JUST LOOKED AT IT THIS MORNING CUZ I CAME HOME EXACTLY AT 12 LAST NIGHT JUST WHEN MY B-DAY ENDED AND WENT STRIGHT TO SLEEP! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;OH man im still crying *REAl sniff* *puts ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;nds to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; her face*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Lucida Handwriting,Cursive;font-size:7;"  &gt;MAN I REALLY LOVE YOU GAIZ!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:6;" &gt;♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;span&gt;♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;take my yero heart! TAKE IT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;*DIES OF HAPPINESS* x________________________________________x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-8680753075943836611?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/8680753075943836611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=8680753075943836611' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/8680753075943836611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/8680753075943836611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/09/happiness-runs-in-circular-motion.html' title='Happiness runs in a circular motion~'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-64655361227500109</id><published>2008-09-12T17:04:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T17:55:13.894-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><title type='text'>Alishea's Sweet 16~</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SMrZfaPvJjI/AAAAAAAAABw/jDTwrfQYGfk/s1600-h/surprise%21.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SMrZfaPvJjI/AAAAAAAAABw/jDTwrfQYGfk/s400/surprise%21.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245243849670862386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;It's my friend Alishea's birthday today. She is turning 16 and I actually made my very first present for her. Which is computer graphic but something is better than nothing ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;I spent like 3 hours working on this last night until 10:02, I thought of it last minute and offline messaged my other friend if she wanted to input a message and if she could find another picture. I can't go back to finding the credits for these images so I'll say my friend and I found them all on Google. The font I got for the birthday wishes was from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" href="http://dafont.com/"&gt;Dafont&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; it's called Japanese Brush. The two guys are Nishikido Ryo and Hiroki Uchi. She hasn't even seen it yet because she doesn't look in her inbox often...-_-;; This was my first attempt at blending I used &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" href="http://behindherheart.com/"&gt;BehindherHeart's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; tutorial and it really helped!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Do not steal/ use for your own work, this is only for my use only.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-64655361227500109?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/64655361227500109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=64655361227500109' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/64655361227500109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/64655361227500109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/09/alisheas-sweet-16.html' title='Alishea&apos;s Sweet 16~'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SMrZfaPvJjI/AAAAAAAAABw/jDTwrfQYGfk/s72-c/surprise%21.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-6582800868626220384</id><published>2008-09-11T18:04:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T16:52:27.629-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>*Shivers*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Summer must be over already, it used to last until mid-September or so but once the second week of September began, it was just chilly in the air. Everything is still &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; only a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;few&lt;/span&gt; leaves falling. I didn't get that much homework this week, I keep telling myself to review class notes but I can't bear myself to take them out of my backpack (laziness ish taking over). D= Ugghh, I was just distracted from this airplane that flies with a white streak trailing it through the window and I look back here and all I see in blankness and now my eyes are fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some events that happened to me in school were I was walking down the hall and I was fumbling with my watch and after this guy I knew passed me and after that I realized I was holding two pieces of my watch in each hand. It broke Y__Y a little silver stick thing that connects the chain must have fallen out but I didn't want to walk back to look for it since I walked too far. One of my guy friends that I have not talked to all summer and the beginning of school talked to me. It didn't feel weird anymore, I used to have a crush on him and then this silly thing happened which made him angry at me blah blah blah....it's okay now, we're friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom got me a new backpack from Zellers yesterday and she didn't tell me about until she brought it home, I didn't like it at first because I wanted something that looked different. But now I like it ^_^ On Sunday we went to the mall and stayed at Foot Locker for more than an hour! It was difficult for me trying to pick a shoe and whenever I wanted a shoe in a size 10, they would go to the stock room and come back then say they have no 10 for it. And I tried on these Adidas but the part where your ankle bone is was too low and it felt uncomfy. There was a female employee who helped me get the shoes so I was grateful that she helped after I asked many times for her assistance. There were these running shoes that made me look like I have duck feet. All the kids shoes were so much better looking than the adult sized shoes. So I finally settled for these &lt;a href="http://footlocker.ca/pdp.cfm?pNum=52-41630-7-02"&gt;Nike Max 90&lt;/a&gt;. Next time I'm buying shoes, I'll buy from Walmart etc; I wish I had my camera to take pics of other things =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-6582800868626220384?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/6582800868626220384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=6582800868626220384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/6582800868626220384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/6582800868626220384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/09/shivers.html' title='*Shivers*'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-5589256242669309047</id><published>2008-09-08T17:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T17:20:15.439-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for you'/><title type='text'>Activity!!!</title><content type='html'>This is for fun or if you're bored, you don't need to do it. To be honest I only got 2 of these. xD&lt;br /&gt;During my Accounting class we did this Accounting Problem Solving work sheet. The instructions were to do it individually and get as many of the answers right then share your answers with a partner and find out the rest of the answers  (if you haven't gotten them all right yet). I will post the answers next week, if you want &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;clues&lt;/span&gt; just comment on this entry, have a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fun-filled&lt;/span&gt; week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example: 24 = H. in a D.                                      Answer: 24 hours in a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) 26 = L. in the A.&lt;br /&gt;b) 7 = W. of the W.&lt;br /&gt;c) 12 = S. of the Z.&lt;br /&gt;d) 52 = C. in a D.&lt;br /&gt;e) 9 = P. in the S. S.&lt;br /&gt;f) o= D.C. at which W.F.&lt;br /&gt;g) 18 = H. in a G.C.&lt;br /&gt;h) 90 = D. in a R.A.&lt;br /&gt;i) 200 = D. to P.G. in M.&lt;br /&gt;j) 1 = W. on a U.&lt;br /&gt;k) 57 = H.V.&lt;br /&gt;l) 29 = D. in F. in a L.Y.&lt;br /&gt;m) 3 = L. in a P.C.&lt;br /&gt;n) 6 = P. on each V.C.&lt;br /&gt;o) 4 = Q. in a G.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-5589256242669309047?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/5589256242669309047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=5589256242669309047' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/5589256242669309047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/5589256242669309047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/09/activity.html' title='Activity!!!'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-1454815825986809787</id><published>2008-09-06T17:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T17:10:06.524-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for you'/><title type='text'>Wonders of Words</title><content type='html'>Aoccdrnig to rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be at the rghit pclae. The rset can be a toatl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun read?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-1454815825986809787?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/1454815825986809787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=1454815825986809787' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/1454815825986809787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/1454815825986809787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/09/wonders-of-words.html' title='Wonders of Words'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-7579618002765023501</id><published>2008-09-06T16:36:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T17:11:09.534-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for you'/><title type='text'>Lurking Danger</title><content type='html'>I copied this straight from my Chemistry teacher, it stunned me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DO NOT SCROLL DOWN&lt;/span&gt; Continue reading, when you reach the question, think about your answer then you can scroll down to unveil the name of the chemical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given a chemical with the following properties:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;key ingredient in pesticides&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;contributes to acid rain, green house effect and soil erosion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;spreads pollutants&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;can contribute to the cause of death - in high or low concentrates&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;legally discarded as waste by individuals, businesses and industries&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Should the government take action to ban this chemical?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;»&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;★&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;☆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 0);font-family:tahoma;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;►&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;█&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;☻&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:vrinda;font-size:100%;"  &gt;☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;☼&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▒&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▓&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;☞&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chemical is water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:vrinda;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-7579618002765023501?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/7579618002765023501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=7579618002765023501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/7579618002765023501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/7579618002765023501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/09/lurking-danger.html' title='Lurking Danger'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-696915542699143132</id><published>2008-09-06T16:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T21:39:35.343-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><title type='text'>Reading Log</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;I'm going to keep track of what I read from now on, so if I ever stumble upon a familiar book I can check here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sept. 6, 2008 - DramaCon by Svetlana Chmakova&lt;br /&gt;Sept. 7, 2008 - Lovely Complex #2&lt;br /&gt;Sept. 11 - Oct. 4, 2008 - Breaking Dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-696915542699143132?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/696915542699143132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=696915542699143132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/696915542699143132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/696915542699143132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/09/reading-log.html' title='Reading Log'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-3886379000334430750</id><published>2008-09-04T16:35:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T17:35:45.621-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Flaws</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;My blogs are going to be boring now because I have no camera/ visuals =l  This will just a typical entry. Since I don't have real homework yet, I decided to blog as much as I can &gt;=D. None of my friends are in my Physics class, and it seems so hard -_-. Accounting class is good since I have two friends in there who I am able to talk to without getting in trouble (the teacher's eyes are mostly on the computer). Chemistry is okay because we have lots of notes to write and I'll be expecting a load of homework from that teacher. I feel like changing my World Religion class to World Economy and Tourism. But the thing is there will be scary students in each class, I have to overcome my nervousness during presentations! And my WR teacher wants me to stay. Why I'm stuck between my choices is because there are very overboard strong opinionated people in that class, which makes me feel small because if I say something they might object to it and I'm real bad with backing myself up with a worthy comeback. Debating is not one of my traits. I'm screwed x[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I will mention that none of my offline friends know about this blog, the time will come and I'll reveal it to them. They don't know that I I'm learning how to play the piano either. I feel like I'm a freak because I have absolutely no curves, my legs are hairy (so are my underarms), I wear glasses which make me look nerdy even though I'm not that smart, I have an Adam's apple, I have acne + acne scars on my face, my nose is big, and I look like a stick. There are a bunch of flaws I can name but those are the basics that can be identified immediately. There is no way I'm ever going to get plastic surgery. My point? I wish something can be done to change some of these. But my mom doesn't let me shave/ wax, I try to eat as much as possible but my food gets digested too quickly, my acne is uncontrollable and I need my glasses. My blogs seem to be include a mix of rants *blinks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-3886379000334430750?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/3886379000334430750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=3886379000334430750' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/3886379000334430750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/3886379000334430750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/09/flaws.html' title='Flaws'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-4376188192520332788</id><published>2008-09-03T09:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T09:10:26.229-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for you'/><title type='text'>Visitors</title><content type='html'>Now I have been visited by people from 23 countries *o* Even one person from Japan! So I just wanted to say, don't hesitate to comment or tag my board. I really want to know what you like about my blog and if you have one then I can visit it ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started school at 10am because I have late start mornings on Wednesdays. Have a wonderful day everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-4376188192520332788?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/4376188192520332788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=4376188192520332788' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/4376188192520332788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/4376188192520332788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/09/visitors.html' title='Visitors'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-1737632766349882937</id><published>2008-09-02T18:07:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T18:16:02.693-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my notes'/><title type='text'>#2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;More sets of notes will pop up whenever things come up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Never&lt;/u&gt; leave valuables in open public areas.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Keep money in pockets. Could be bills on back and coins in front.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Don't ever apply to be a janitor again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Be there when your friends need you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Thank and praise washroom cleaners.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Upload videos immediately to the computer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Listen and follow what parents or people tell you/ say/ warn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Be fully prepared for anything at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Close sink tap when using the blow dryer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Cherish your time with people who are a part of you life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-1737632766349882937?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/1737632766349882937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=1737632766349882937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/1737632766349882937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/1737632766349882937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/09/2.html' title='#2'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-4883577431573711619</id><published>2008-09-02T17:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T18:00:52.756-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>First Day of Gr. 11 and Jpop&amp;Kpop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I can't seem to concentrate during class lectures and discussions, I guess I still feel an ounce of summer memories flowing through me that distract my mind. I didn't get any homework but the teachers assured us that we will get a tonne of it tomorrow &gt;=P *bleh* All my classes are boring. The ceiling of the school seems so low. The floors are waxed but I feel no sense of surprise in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Something you guys must have not known was that I like jpop and kpop. My friend Alishea influenced me and I really like it but I don't follow/ fangirl on them. =/ I like Dong Bang Shin Ki/ Tohoshinki, NewS, and SHINee. I know about Arashi, Hey! Say! Jump and Super Junior but I haven't listened to them enough to like them yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not update as frequently as I use to, I'll blog like once a week. x[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-4883577431573711619?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/4883577431573711619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=4883577431573711619' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/4883577431573711619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/4883577431573711619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-day-of-gr-11-and-jpop.html' title='First Day of Gr. 11 and Jpop&amp;Kpop'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-8659000911362170894</id><published>2008-09-01T20:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T16:25:55.494-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Foolishness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*pokes title* Remember that word. After I took my lunch break I carelessly left my backpack in the open stock box out to the open (because I was in work mode and had the urge to restock toilet paper etc.) . And when I wasn't looking or noticed someone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;snatched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; it! There's a pic of it in my previous posts. So with it I lost my Canon digital camera, 40 bucks, my TTC student card, some Tylenol tablets, umbrella and a water bottle that I drank from. I can't use my next/ last/ final pay cheque because I owe a lot of debt to my parents even though they yelled at me but wasn't all that furious. They were just angry because they had videos that I didn't upload on the computer that they wanted for memories. *SIIIGH* I'm just really sad and feel like a disgrace for not listening to my dad this morning. He told me to leave the camera at home and I did not listen. I reported it to Lost &amp;amp; Found but doubt the stealer would bring it back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Thank-you for reading what a strange event that happened. If any of you guys are going back to school then I hope you have a very good first day without homework!!!  =T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: I feel empty without my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-8659000911362170894?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/8659000911362170894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=8659000911362170894' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/8659000911362170894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/8659000911362170894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/09/foolishness.html' title='Foolishness'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-3195999482244206711</id><published>2008-08-31T17:49:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T19:39:22.419-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>One More Day to Survive x__x</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It's nearly &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;impossible&lt;/span&gt; to clean the stalls/ toilets if there is a long line in and outside the washrooms. I got so many yellings of "it's disgusting" and blah, blah, blah along with grossed out faces and wide eyes. So if any of you out there see a long line for a washroom then come in and it's dirty then that's the people's fault. Unless the janitor is a slacker then it's their fault. The counter (where sinks are) were constantly overflowed with water and soap. It was a never ending battle with the counter. Since there was so much perspiration and humidity and stink it caused the small square sewer to leak again. Which triggered problems and more complaints. I mopped it a couple of times but it still kept spewing out water. I received a few thank-yous and good jobs because of the huge crowds which balanced out the stress and pressure I got from others. Sometimes I wished I had the Sham-Wow to clear up the soaking counters. I really don't want to imagine how even more crowded it will be tomorrow because of Labour Day. @n@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So girls let this be a &lt;u&gt;warning&lt;/u&gt;, do not ever clean public washrooms! The guys have it pretty easy they don't need to do much because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a.&lt;/span&gt; not many kids go in there &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;b.&lt;/span&gt; men do their business rather quickly then leave and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; c.&lt;/span&gt; men don't really complain about messes. There has never been a washroom line for men, not that I have seen of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Valera is at the Ex so I won't have piano lessons this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-3195999482244206711?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/3195999482244206711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=3195999482244206711' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/3195999482244206711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/3195999482244206711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-more-day-to-survive-xx.html' title='One More Day to Survive x__x'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-8272514906481643232</id><published>2008-08-29T20:59:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T21:38:31.768-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for you'/><title type='text'>Desktop Wallpapers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SLn10iN7gKI/AAAAAAAAABg/DxTEYbq8veE/s1600-h/cherryblossom.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SLn10iN7gKI/AAAAAAAAABg/DxTEYbq8veE/s200/cherryblossom.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240489924309516450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SLicGsnkDAI/AAAAAAAAABY/7ERbCE4cJIw/s1600-h/zigzag.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SLicGsnkDAI/AAAAAAAAABY/7ERbCE4cJIw/s200/zigzag.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240109805315820546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SLicGd1604I/AAAAAAAAABQ/x5RN7LOy6VA/s1600-h/lightorbs.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SLicGd1604I/AAAAAAAAABQ/x5RN7LOy6VA/s200/lightorbs.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240109801349501826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't put any copyright label/ name or source text or watermark on it. Please don't use it for your own graphics, you may use it as inspiration. Only for personal use. Click for large view. Size = 1024 x 768. More coming soon. . .&lt;br /&gt;* Jennifer Hudson's music video Spotlight was where I got the idea for the second wallpaper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-8272514906481643232?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/8272514906481643232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=8272514906481643232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/8272514906481643232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/8272514906481643232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/08/desktop-wallpapers.html' title='Desktop Wallpapers'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SLn10iN7gKI/AAAAAAAAABg/DxTEYbq8veE/s72-c/cherryblossom.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-3373395023547986215</id><published>2008-08-29T16:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T17:25:48.702-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Cloudy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm always bored nowadays, at least I have washroom cleaning to keep me occupied from now on for the three days I won't be cleaning it frequently like I used to, I will ignore stares from people. Even when I keep it clean as I possibly can there are some of those "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;eww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;" and "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;" moaning people that I hear from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Today I went to the bank with my dad he wanted me to get a Visa card for me so we went to a different bank to set up a bank account. After talking to the bank person they said I can only get a card when I turn 18, so we deposited $1026 in the bank to get interest and start me off. From what I can remember I can take out $20 daily and $100 a week if I want to shop. It's nice holding a bank card in your hand @_@ So overall I have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; banks o_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;After that we went to 241 Pizza and ate their (I love their pepperoni and hawaiian combo slice), we stayed to eat there then I walked to school to pay my fee and get my agenda, activity card and schedule, the principal (which everyone says looks like a penguin) was there and so was the new vice-principal, fortunately they had everything so I was also given forms for my parents to sign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Here is my schedule:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Semester 1 -&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Physics - SPH3U1-11 - Mr. Gower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Accounting - BAF3M1-12 - Ms. Klym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Chemistry - SCH3U1-13 - Ms. Licata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;World Religion - HRT3M1-14 - Ms. Palka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Semester 2 -&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;English - ENG3U1-15 - Ms. DK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Math - MCR3U1-16 - Mr. Davila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Gym - PPL3O1-17 - Mr. / Ms. Laurin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Biology -SBI3U1-18 -  Mr. McCready&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Things to buy -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;+ Vest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;+ USB memory stick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;+ Nintendo DS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;+ Shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;+ Swim wear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;+ Accesories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;+ Skin Products&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-3373395023547986215?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/3373395023547986215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=3373395023547986215' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/3373395023547986215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/3373395023547986215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-always-bored-nowadays-at-least-i.html' title='Cloudy'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-938318475175233649</id><published>2008-08-29T14:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T14:24:42.135-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Neopets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SLg-d4CTwaI/AAAAAAAAABI/zC0miWiHuyM/s1600-h/IMG_2124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SLg-d4CTwaI/AAAAAAAAABI/zC0miWiHuyM/s320/IMG_2124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240006849424769442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go back and forth on other sites to that site. I seem to be drifting away from it now since school is getting nearer. My sister bought that plushie at Claire's, she entered the code and got a token and item. I wanted a plushie but after a week it started to get regular as if it wasn't as special as I used to thought it was. This was purchased a long while ago ^_^;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-938318475175233649?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/938318475175233649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6960871429478404071&amp;postID=938318475175233649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/938318475175233649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6960871429478404071/posts/default/938318475175233649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/2008/08/neopets.html' title='Neopets'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587969673519049954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SYOwEi3qyyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lLJSBvc6eRg/S220/panda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIGPaC6KjX8/SLg-d4CTwaI/AAAAAAAAABI/zC0miWiHuyM/s72-c/IMG_2124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6960871429478404071.post-5865374192711504966</id><published>2008-08-28T19:12:00.023-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T16:56:37.722-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><title type='text'>Sites that iStalk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;I don't want to keep them all in my bookmarks so I'll put them here =3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Some are graphic resource sites and some are blogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://ego-box.com/"&gt;EGO-BOX&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.saruna.net/"&gt;Saruna.Net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://swimchick.net/"&gt;SwimChick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.rewindd.com/resources/"&gt;Rewindd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://panicked.nuclearcentury.com/"&gt;Panicked!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://hushstar.net/"&gt;Hush Star&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://alex.intotheocean.org/0home.php"&gt;Paradise Cloud&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.mooncandy.org/stef/"&gt;Cannelle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.maybellestyle.com/feather/"&gt;Feather&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://bouncy-bubbles.net/index.php"&gt;Bouncy Bubbles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://thundering.org/"&gt;Thundering.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://kawaii-inc.org/"&gt;Kawaii-Inc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://eerie-silence.net/index.php"&gt;Eerie Silence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.catch-a-star.net/"&gt;Catch a Star&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.rabbitprince.com/"&gt;Rabbit Prince&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.lizzie.behindherheart.com/"&gt;Lizzie.behindtheheart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.candierocks.com/"&gt;CandieRocks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.letters-to-you.com/index.php"&gt;Letters To You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://unthinkingmajority.com/index.php"&gt;Unthinkable Majority&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.ndesign-studio.com/"&gt;N.Design Studio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://suzy.phoophie.com/"&gt;~Poke a Dot!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://auberginer.org/"&gt;Auberginer.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://over-the-sky.com/main/index.php"&gt;Over The Sky&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://shadowedstallion.com/"&gt;Shadowed Stallion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://rebirth.behindherheart.com/"&gt;R3birth*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://memorylast.net/"&gt;Memorylast&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://annie.sacred-reverie.net/"&gt;Heart Smash&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://paint-pops.net/"&gt;Paint-pops&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://tuyet.crashwithme.org/index.php"&gt;Idiosyncratic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://overagain.net/index2.php"&gt;OverAgain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://cubestar.org/"&gt;Cubestar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://lifeasrose.ca/"&gt;Life as Rose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.notkelsey.com/blog/"&gt;Not Kelsey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.abelinda.net/"&gt;Abelinda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://sweetsylvii.tumblr.com/"&gt;Sweet Sylvii&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://meomi.com/"&gt;Meomi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://scribblescratch.com/"&gt;Scribble Scratch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theotakublog.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- &lt;a href="http://disfunctional-day.net/"&gt;Disfunctional Day.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.pandapad.com/blog/"&gt;PandaPad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.pixelgirlpresents.com/"&gt;Pixelgirl Presents Customize Your Style&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://selina.dalcomie.net/"&gt;Koyangi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://emmy.star-bottle.net/"&gt;~*Tied Snow*~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://strawberry-gashes.net/"&gt;Strawberry-Gashes.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://twilightrose.org/"&gt;Twilight Rose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://tia.whisperedsecrets.info/"&gt;Choco Mint&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.puresnowz.com/"&gt;PureSnowz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://vera.spoken-for.org/"&gt;Discover the Secrets&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://pink-glamour.com/"&gt;Pink Glamour&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://mimi-goodies.com/"&gt;Mimi Goodies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/flying-rainbow/"&gt;Flying Rainbow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://happy-mix.net/winyen"&gt;Fruit Cube&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://dalcomie.net/sissy/"&gt;Ecstatic!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://cally.dalcomie.net/"&gt;Ribbon Parade&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://erin.polkadotted.net/"&gt;*Sunshine*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://britt.piko-puko.net/"&gt;..kalaelou..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.icklebug.net/"&gt;Icklebug&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://autumn-shadows.net/"&gt;Autumn-Shadows.Net:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://diaua.com/"&gt;Diaua!com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://panic.oh-aspiration.org/"&gt;Panic Designs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://behindherheart.com/"&gt;BehindherHeart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://vintaged.org/"&gt;Vintaged.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.loveriot.org/"&gt;Loveriot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://sweetxmelodies.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sweet Melodies: Asian music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Others are also listed on the iRead Header in the sidebar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6960871429478404071-5865374192711504966?l=wonderpalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wonderpalette.blogspot.com/feeds/5865374192711504966/comments/default' title='Post 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