<?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-2615529719980876065</id><updated>2011-07-28T13:37:54.889-07:00</updated><category term='Frida Kahlo'/><category term='dream'/><category term='Water'/><category term='suicide'/><title type='text'>I'm always at the wrong place.</title><subtitle type='html'>At the wrong time.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-5762640510965206801</id><published>2010-01-03T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T23:09:52.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year- 2009 was a good year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2149/66/45/1272495433/n1272495433_310892_3062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2149/66/45/1272495433/n1272495433_310892_3062.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite quotes of  2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No hablo con bitches"-Simon Bahta&lt;br /&gt;I love when Simon say this because I feel like I have the same mentality. I don't talk to bitches, they're a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They were careless people, Tom and Daisy — they smashed up things and creatures and then retreated back into their money or their vast carelessness, or whatever it was that kept them together, and let other people clean up the mess they had made…"- The Great Gatsby&lt;br /&gt;This is seriously about my life. There are Tom's and Daisy's everywhere and it kills me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ariel, te amo, but seriously..."-Jordan Correa&lt;br /&gt;Our "gay" friend in Pullman. This was a super fun trip =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She's not perfect - you aren't either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don't hurt her, don't change her, don't analyze and don't expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she's not there."- Bob Marley&lt;br /&gt;This was important to me because I didn't know what I wanted out of a certain relationship. I just wanted to do whatever I wanted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aly: I feel like eating spaghetti right now.&lt;br /&gt;Hares: Why? Is it because we're listening to Mama Mia?&lt;br /&gt;This one's simple. Hares is special haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa:You know, there's too many buttons in the world. There's too many buttons and they're just- There's way too many just begging to be pressed,they're just begging to be pressed,you know? They're just - they're just begging to be pressed, and it makes me wonder, it really makes me fucking wonder, why doesn't anyone ever press mine? Why am I so neglected? Why doesn't anyone reach in and rip out the truth and tell me that I'm a fucking whore, or that my parents wish I were dead?&lt;br /&gt;Susana: Because you're dead already, Lisa! (Girl, Interrupted)&lt;br /&gt;This one is important to me because sometimes I feel like peole can't be real with me when I'm real with everyone all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can have whatever you likeeee."-Matt Mccoy&lt;br /&gt;Matt said this because he hates when girls get free stuff just because they're girls. I bought him some tacos at Taco Bell and ever since then he's offered to "give me whatever I want" haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sun's out, guns out."-David Lewis&lt;br /&gt;On a hot summer day David was wearing a cut-off shirt to the mall and we wanted to eat at Ruby's. This was his reason for wearing that shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This movie turns everyday phrases into everlasting quotes."- Spoken by a wise man (Stevie Gunz on Nacho Libre)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Are you still alive?! (circa 4AM)&lt;br /&gt;Jaki: Yes im at megan's still drunk and high plotting how to get chocolate milk (8:30 am)&lt;br /&gt;Jaki: I'm gonna somehow drive megan's car to the chocolate milk store (minutes later)&lt;br /&gt;Bellingham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I tripped on a sandwhich."-Aly&lt;br /&gt;Aly made me laugh so hard when she told me this story haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2615529719980876065-5762640510965206801?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/5762640510965206801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=5762640510965206801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/5762640510965206801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/5762640510965206801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-2009-was-good-year.html' title='New Year- 2009 was a good year'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-8589124698614419476</id><published>2009-11-12T00:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T01:01:54.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twin Peaks</title><content type='html'>In 2002-2003, I lived in Twin Peaks-California.Elevation is 5,778 feet. I didn't like it very much because the kinds were mean to me at school and I was going through my awkward stage blah blah blah. Looking back now, the place was beautiful and I would love to go back and visit. This was my bus stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="240" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" src="http://maps.google.com/maps/sv?cbp=12,224.62,,0,-10.06&amp;amp;cbll=34.238925,-117.233034&amp;amp;panoid=&amp;amp;v=1&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;gl=us"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?layer=c&amp;amp;cbll=34.238925,-117.233034&amp;amp;cbp=12,224.62,,0,-10.06&amp;amp;ved=0CAoQ2wU&amp;amp;ei=Scv7SqKCEZ_SiAOXjsimBw&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=34.238925,-117.233034&amp;amp;spn=0,303.837891&amp;amp;z=4&amp;amp;panoid=-LSul0ayybQp8vWsTMwrtA&amp;amp;source=embed" style="color:#0000FF;text-align:left"&gt;View Larger Map&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2615529719980876065-8589124698614419476?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/8589124698614419476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=8589124698614419476' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/8589124698614419476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/8589124698614419476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2009/11/twin-peaks.html' title='Twin Peaks'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-7644561418954533507</id><published>2009-09-09T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T12:40:15.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glasses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://files4.lookbook.nu/files/looks/medium/312650_gasd.jpg?1252437168"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px" alt="" src="http://files4.lookbook.nu/files/looks/medium/312650_gasd.jpg?1252437168" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want some glasses like these!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2615529719980876065-7644561418954533507?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/7644561418954533507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=7644561418954533507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/7644561418954533507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/7644561418954533507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2009/09/glasses.html' title='Glasses'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-7201456856893704834</id><published>2009-09-03T09:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T09:18:46.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One more</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://files4.lookbook.nu/files/looks/original/303961_IMGP9563.JPG?1251663809"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px" alt="" src="http://files4.lookbook.nu/files/looks/original/303961_IMGP9563.JPG?1251663809" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2615529719980876065-7201456856893704834?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/7201456856893704834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=7201456856893704834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/7201456856893704834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/7201456856893704834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-more.html' title='One more'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-8042675501335982503</id><published>2009-09-03T09:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T09:08:17.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And another</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://files1.lookbook.nu/files/looks/original/304622_b_c3_a4st_-_kopia.jpg?1251726239"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 417px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px" alt="" src="http://files1.lookbook.nu/files/looks/original/304622_b_c3_a4st_-_kopia.jpg?1251726239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2615529719980876065-8042675501335982503?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/8042675501335982503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=8042675501335982503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/8042675501335982503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/8042675501335982503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-another.html' title='And another'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-3340581964684623779</id><published>2009-09-03T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T09:00:43.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mo' flannel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://files2.lookbook.nu/files/looks/original/307097_lookx_copy.jpg?1251928301"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 480px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 371px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://files2.lookbook.nu/files/looks/original/307097_lookx_copy.jpg?1251928301" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2615529719980876065-3340581964684623779?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/3340581964684623779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=3340581964684623779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/3340581964684623779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/3340581964684623779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2009/09/mo-flannel.html' title='Mo&apos; flannel'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-4483883728170820571</id><published>2009-09-02T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T12:16:59.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flannel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://files0.lookbook.nu/files/looks/original/305839_SNV82246t.jpg?1251825110"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 480px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 447px" alt="" src="http://files0.lookbook.nu/files/looks/original/305839_SNV82246t.jpg?1251825110" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2615529719980876065-4483883728170820571?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/4483883728170820571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=4483883728170820571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/4483883728170820571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/4483883728170820571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2009/09/flannel.html' title='Flannel'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-697895970318235739</id><published>2009-09-01T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T09:18:20.877-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suicide'/><title type='text'>Public suicide</title><content type='html'>I had THE creepiest dream. I was gonna go to a Chris' friend's house with him and Ariel. We were walking behind my apartments in an alley, which is also behind a movie theater. A movie had just gotten out because I saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of teenagers going through the alley. They were dressed in fairy costumes and were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hella&lt;/span&gt; goth. It was kind of like walking around Capitol Hill &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. Anyway, I was in a bad mood, but these people started shaking my hand and kissing it and I felt better. I started saying hi and doing the same. While we were walking, this guy pulls two guns out and everyone screams and crouches to the ground. For some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;reason&lt;/span&gt;, I did not crouch down. I was the only one standing and staring at him while he was reciting a speech he had planned to say. I ran away and Ariel screamed, "Don't run, Silvia! He's going to shoot you." My logic was that he was planning to commit suicide, he wasn't going to shoot me. So this tan girl crawls towards him and takes the 9mm from him, she asks for the bigger gun next. He lifts it up and it has a HUGE barrel, the size of his head and there's electricity running through it. I can see bolts running through it when I turn to the left and see a little guy, he looks like Aly's friend, Jonathan Fine in a black costume. He has a wand with this same electricity on the end. He's happy and dancing around almost praising this man. I said to him, "What's your problem? Are you his friend or something?" The guy put his head in the barrell and pulled the trigger. he electrocuted himself in front of this crowd and it went on for a few minutes. When the man was incinerated we all got up and cried in relief, kind of like when the poor unfortunate souls are release from Ursula's cave in The Little Mermaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this dream doesn't mean anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2615529719980876065-697895970318235739?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/697895970318235739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=697895970318235739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/697895970318235739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/697895970318235739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2009/09/public-suicide.html' title='Public suicide'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-7566308641964255373</id><published>2009-08-31T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T10:07:01.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rubber shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://files7.lookbook.nu/files/looks/original/294587_Untitled-1.jpg?1250827568"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 479px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px" alt="" src="http://files7.lookbook.nu/files/looks/original/294587_Untitled-1.jpg?1250827568" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On on the prowl for little shoes like this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2615529719980876065-7566308641964255373?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/7566308641964255373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=7566308641964255373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/7566308641964255373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/7566308641964255373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2009/08/rubber-shoes.html' title='Rubber shoes'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-4193162433851121760</id><published>2009-08-31T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T10:03:48.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>High shorts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://files7.lookbook.nu/files/looks/original/303027_108_2152.png?1251578174"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px" alt="" src="http://files7.lookbook.nu/files/looks/original/303027_108_2152.png?1251578174" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2615529719980876065-4193162433851121760?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/4193162433851121760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=4193162433851121760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/4193162433851121760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/4193162433851121760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2009/08/high-shorts.html' title='High shorts'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-694508367071171615</id><published>2009-08-29T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T12:09:08.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mall rats</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://files0.lookbook.nu/files/looks/original/296902_adelle116.jpg?1251047699"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 385px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px" alt="" src="http://files0.lookbook.nu/files/looks/original/296902_adelle116.jpg?1251047699" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think I could pull this look off.&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/2615529719980876065-694508367071171615?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/694508367071171615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=694508367071171615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/694508367071171615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/694508367071171615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2009/08/mall-rats.html' title='Mall rats'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-7341703048089055369</id><published>2009-08-28T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T16:31:46.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Naval</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://files7.lookbook.nu/files/looks/original/300052_P8260375.JPG?1251306308"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://files7.lookbook.nu/files/looks/original/300052_P8260375.JPG?1251306308" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From now on I'm posting outfits I like. I'm hoping this will up my style in some way haha&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/2615529719980876065-7341703048089055369?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/7341703048089055369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=7341703048089055369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/7341703048089055369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/7341703048089055369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2009/08/naval.html' title='Naval'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-2884693151562754165</id><published>2009-08-28T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T16:29:02.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doin it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://files1.lookbook.nu/files/looks/original/300277_IMG_0152_copie_copie.jpg?1251319823"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 480px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://files1.lookbook.nu/files/looks/original/300277_IMG_0152_copie_copie.jpg?1251319823" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lookbook.nu/look/226009-Un-roman-fran-ais" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lookbook.nu/look/226009-Un-roman-fran-ais" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2615529719980876065-2884693151562754165?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/2884693151562754165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=2884693151562754165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/2884693151562754165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/2884693151562754165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2009/08/doin-it.html' title='Doin it'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-4647859419267134483</id><published>2009-08-17T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T21:42:56.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dig</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/SoowvLwOlBI/AAAAAAAAABg/CjIwHT__-JA/s1600-h/291075_SDC11129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 289px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371159092759794706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/SoowvLwOlBI/AAAAAAAAABg/CjIwHT__-JA/s320/291075_SDC11129.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2615529719980876065-4647859419267134483?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/4647859419267134483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=4647859419267134483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/4647859419267134483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/4647859419267134483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2009/08/dig.html' title='Dig'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/SoowvLwOlBI/AAAAAAAAABg/CjIwHT__-JA/s72-c/291075_SDC11129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-310788985055790125</id><published>2009-08-02T20:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T20:55:41.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghost Lullaby?</title><content type='html'>I've been looking for this song online. I don't know what it's called, only that it goes like this.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Number 1 plays accordion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Number 2 looks like you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Number 3 says "Weee!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Number 4 says "Here's some more."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Number 5 jumps real high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Number 6 picks up sticks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Number 7's engine's runnin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Number 8, Number 8, Number 8's runnin' late&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Number 9's out of time and number 10 says sing it again &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha I'm freaked out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2615529719980876065-310788985055790125?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/310788985055790125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=310788985055790125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/310788985055790125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/310788985055790125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2009/08/ghost-lullaby.html' title='Ghost Lullaby?'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-1959019102566809996</id><published>2009-07-01T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T15:56:11.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gonna take this into my own hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://files7.lookbook.nu/files/looks/original/243592_DSC03875it.jpg?1245897241" alt="243592_dsc03875it" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2615529719980876065-1959019102566809996?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/1959019102566809996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=1959019102566809996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/1959019102566809996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/1959019102566809996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2009/07/gonna-take-this-into-my-own-hands.html' title='Gonna take this into my own hands'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-1382398507836508374</id><published>2009-06-30T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T23:21:26.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diggin' it</title><content type='html'>I want my hair kinda like this.&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://files0.lookbook.nu/files/looks/original/247545_MARCGUCCI1.png?1246332026" alt="247545_marcgucci1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2615529719980876065-1382398507836508374?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/1382398507836508374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=1382398507836508374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/1382398507836508374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/1382398507836508374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2009/06/diggin-it.html' title='Diggin&apos; it'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-5190249017337753611</id><published>2009-06-22T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T01:36:34.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to heartbreak</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I worry that the kind of love I believe in doesnt exist anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px;"&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/2615529719980876065-5190249017337753611?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/5190249017337753611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=5190249017337753611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/5190249017337753611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/5190249017337753611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2009/06/welcome-to-heartbreak.html' title='Welcome to heartbreak'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-8189666312364572729</id><published>2009-05-06T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T15:32:21.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tom's and Daisy's</title><content type='html'>My junior year of high school we were required to read The Great Gatsby. Of course, I didn't appreciate being assigned to a read a book I didn't want to read or being forced to see themes I didn't see in it. Looking back, I totally took school for granted. Back to the book, to be honest, out of the two times I took English 11, I have never read The Great Gatsby. On the flipside, I know alot about it because I did repeat the class. There is one part in the book that sticks in my head and haunts me in reality.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; "&gt;"They were careless people, Tom and Daisy - they smashed up things and creatures and then retreated back into their money of their vast carelessness, or whatever it was that kept them together, and let other people clean up the mess they had made"- Chapter 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Our lives are full of Tom's and Daisy's! Those reckless people that you love, but they don't love you back. The selfish people that use you and make huge messes and then flee the crime scene. I don't know if this is really relevant to you the reader, but these people have broken my heart time and time again. This writing has no point, but really I just had to put it out there.&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/2615529719980876065-8189666312364572729?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/8189666312364572729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=8189666312364572729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/8189666312364572729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/8189666312364572729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2009/05/toms-and-daisys.html' title='Tom&apos;s and Daisy&apos;s'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-3695358060192613624</id><published>2009-05-06T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T15:18:56.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Fair-weathered Lady Friends..or just friends in general</title><content type='html'>The ones that like to hang out with you when it's convenient for them. You call them to hangout and they don't answer or they're busy. Anybody CAN MAKE TIME FOR ANYTHING. It's what you prioritize. If you don't want to make time to hang out with somebody, then you obviously don't value them at all. It's sad to see those friends go, but you're better off without them. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2615529719980876065-3695358060192613624?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/3695358060192613624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=3695358060192613624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/3695358060192613624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/3695358060192613624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-fair-weathered-lady-friendsor-just.html' title='My Fair-weathered Lady Friends..or just friends in general'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-5352842365496753947</id><published>2009-01-15T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T00:33:46.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jams for days</title><content type='html'>Aly and her friends went to a free Danger Radio show at the old Redmond Firehouse and were introduced to Bekker. The band is named after it's lead singer, Matt Bekker. I would say their music is really relaxing and is usually about love and life. They're very local, so you should go see them sometime. Anyways, this song is called Empty, enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w5DaKquVMQ8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w5DaKquVMQ8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Check em out on Myspace. &lt;a href="http://myspace.com/mattbekker"&gt;http://myspace.com/mattbekker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.myspace.com/mattbekker"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2615529719980876065-5352842365496753947?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/5352842365496753947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=5352842365496753947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/5352842365496753947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/5352842365496753947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2009/01/jams-for-days_15.html' title='Jams for days'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-558384619795360907</id><published>2009-01-13T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T12:29:08.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jams for days</title><content type='html'>When I don't know what to write about, I'm gonna post my favorite songs for no reason haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Tonight-Justin Nozuka. I discovered him one late night at Atafeh's house. She was asleep and I was listening to the videos on VH1, when an angel serenaded me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z6aIsSo_EmE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z6aIsSo_EmE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/2615529719980876065-558384619795360907?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/558384619795360907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=558384619795360907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/558384619795360907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/558384619795360907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2009/01/jams-for-days.html' title='Jams for days'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-3409250076466176402</id><published>2009-01-06T18:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T19:07:03.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nudity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://x6a.xanga.com/7b6f3b24c5d35228155009/z179628999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 357px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://x6a.xanga.com/7b6f3b24c5d35228155009/z179628999.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm not gonna lie, I love tasteful nudity. I've been trying very hard to sketch women with no clothes on forever, but I can never get the hips/thighs right. I don't know what it is, I think we as women are all beautiful and I wish I could capture it as a photographer would capture something they see. I also love drawing hair. Especially when it's in motion like this chick. Even though it's out of focus, I can dig it. I love sketching the pictures in the Urban Outfitters catalog. The clothes and the people are awesome to look at. I don't consider myself to be artsy, but I do like to sketch. My favorite medium is charcoal pencils and sketching pencils. I've tried acrylics, pastels, and colored pencils....they're just not for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2615529719980876065-3409250076466176402?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/3409250076466176402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=3409250076466176402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/3409250076466176402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/3409250076466176402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2009/01/nudity.html' title='Nudity'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-1235376429051502282</id><published>2008-12-30T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T16:35:37.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out with the old...</title><content type='html'>Every year I try to look back and really think about all the events that happened. To look at every event in retrospect could bring you a new meaning to it and you could appreciate more or whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, that said, I don't have a "best" or "worst" memory of 2008. I'm very bad at judging things in that way. If you know me, you know that I don't believe in regrets. Everything action you make is what you wanted at the time and if it was completely out of your hands then God was doing his own thing. I wouldn't change the past even if I could. If I could relive it without changing a thing, I would because it was so much fun haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start off with my birthday. I found out that my friend Chris' birthday the next day after mine and that was fun. I didn't have a huge party and I didn't go out. But my friends came over and brought me a cake =] I do remember Keith was gonna have a party around the time of my brithday and I asked him if I could invite people so I could kinda celebrate. I ended up getting uninvited and that was no fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth of July. Ariel was with Matt? and Aly and I were gonna go to Koa's house and light them off. Then Koa all of a sudden came out with some Mariners tickets for that morning. Aly was feeling very sick when she woke up, so we gave her ticket to my friend Chloe. After the game, I went home to get my fireworks. Aly was still not feelin too hot so she stayed home =[ So it was me and Koa all day. We walked to Luis' house and then to Makayla's. We finally lit off our fireworks at like midnight. It was fun and really mellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School. I only went to school for winter quarter. College is kinda hard haha but I like it. I did stop going to my english class, but that teacher sucked.So yeah, I for sure failed a class. I didn't make any new friends, but I'm going back this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAWS Foster Care Program. I started around halloween and I've taken care of six cats. The program is for companion animals that come to the shelter and are either too young to be adopted or  just need a place to stay for a bit because there's no room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partying. Honestly, I think I threw up like two times this year from partying too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police. I did get pulled over for turning around in a parking lot. The cop thought I was running away from him so he followed me for a while, then pulled me over when I turned into a neighborhood. I don't have my license, but he let me go. I go sooo lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue C Sushi. I went there for the first time this year and it was fun and tasty. I now love that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween. Bryant had a pre-Halloween party and I dressed up as some 80's rockstar aka my alter ego haha. Atafeh, Koa, Simon, Paige, and I went to Pullman for the halloween weekend. I dressed up as Rosy the Rivetor and a hippie the next day. There's not much I can about what happened during that weekend cuz it was all a big party haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love. I dated somebodody this year for a few months. I didn't get my heart broken and I didn't fall in love, but it was a let down. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate all the time I spent with this person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presidential Election 08. I did not vote, but I did campaign for Barrack Obama. My volunteer work involved me calling people in the Edmonds/Lynnwood area about volunteering and kibda taking a survey on who they were gonna vote for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best friends. I met Teela this year also. She is a very warmhearted generous person. I love her to this day. Now, my gromance Atafeh is on another level haha. We clicked like no other and we were inseperable this summer. When school started things inda trailed off, but I love her jus the same. I did distance myself from another best friend of mine, but I have my reasons that I wish not to discuss haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Quotes of 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You would."- Anybody who says that to me.&lt;br /&gt;"No one is more popular than Jesus"- Random guy in U.S. vs. John Lennon.&lt;br /&gt;"I will enpregnate you on the dance floor."- Milan Moncrief when I asked him to Tolo.(2007, but still a good quote)&lt;br /&gt;"Chestnut"- David Enriquez&lt;br /&gt;"My ass has been on pause, but I'm finna press play in a mothafuckin milasecond!"- New York&lt;br /&gt;"I had some weird illegal mexican alcohol...made me think of you."- Atafeh Karimi&lt;br /&gt;"Well aight check this out dawg, first of all, you throwin' too many big words at me, and because I don't understand 'em I'm gonna take 'em as disrespect. Watch ya mouth and help me with the sale."- Smart Tech customer from 40-Year-Old-Virgin&lt;br /&gt;"You have the coordination of a baby giraffe."-Bryant to a drunken Jaeger&lt;br /&gt;"What kind of king lives next to the freakin train tracks? What is this, Mexico?"- Stewie from Family Guy&lt;br /&gt;"Leiutenant buzz kill,General buzz kill, Sergeant buzz kill"- Mike Anderton&lt;br /&gt;"3 beers= a Pringles"- Hares Ibrahami&lt;br /&gt;"YOUR FACE is remixed"- Matt Verzola&lt;br /&gt;"That gave me the burning farts"- Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;"That girl is secretly hood." David Lewis&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing of me is original. I am the combined efforts of everyone I've ever known."Invisible Monsters- Chuck Palahnuik.&lt;br /&gt; "The brave may not live long, but the cautious do no live at all."- The Princess Diaries&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2615529719980876065-1235376429051502282?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/1235376429051502282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=1235376429051502282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/1235376429051502282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/1235376429051502282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2008/12/out-with-old.html' title='Out with the old...'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-5548056512115535613</id><published>2008-04-08T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T16:56:49.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What are you waiting for?</title><content type='html'>Just listen to me on one thing. &lt;br /&gt;Everyday you wait is one day you'll never get back. &lt;br /&gt;trust me on that.&lt;br /&gt;-One Tree Hill&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2615529719980876065-5548056512115535613?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/5548056512115535613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=5548056512115535613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/5548056512115535613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/5548056512115535613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-are-you-waiting-for.html' title='What are you waiting for?'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-3647585806893823411</id><published>2008-03-20T13:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T13:49:04.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Next Blog</title><content type='html'>Have you ever clicked on it? You get random blogs to look at so they showed me this.&lt;br /&gt;http://peffablogi.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2615529719980876065-3647585806893823411?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/3647585806893823411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=3647585806893823411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/3647585806893823411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/3647585806893823411'/><link rel='alternate' 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value="http://www.collegehumor.com/moogaloop/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1804282&amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2615529719980876065-8803838206089451888?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/8803838206089451888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=8803838206089451888' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/8803838206089451888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/8803838206089451888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2008/02/sickkk.html' title='Sickkk'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-6058729436892329695</id><published>2008-02-21T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T17:04:27.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secrets</title><content type='html'>Sometimes when we think we are keeping a secret, that secret is actually keeping us. -&lt;em&gt;Frank Warren&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth will truly set you free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2615529719980876065-6058729436892329695?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/6058729436892329695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=6058729436892329695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/6058729436892329695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/6058729436892329695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2008/02/secrets.html' title='Secrets'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-2874067778706539669</id><published>2008-02-16T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T16:40:32.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bags, bags, Bags.</title><content type='html'>I guess I like big droopy bags that could carry small children hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/13914148_40_b?$detailmain$"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/13914148_40_b?$detailmain$" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14107965_46_b?$prodmain$"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14107965_46_b?$prodmain$" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14431662_01_b?$prodmain$"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14431662_01_b?$prodmain$" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14103261_00_b?$detailmain$"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14103261_00_b?$detailmain$" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14194740_72_b?$detailmain$"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14194740_72_b?$detailmain$" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14161426_01_b?$detailmain$"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14161426_01_b?$detailmain$" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;div&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14221188_40_b?$detailmain$"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14221188_40_b?$detailmain$" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14253637_85_b?$detailmain$"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14253637_85_b?$detailmain$" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/12878450_01_b?$prodmain$"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/12878450_01_b?$prodmain$" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/13962949_30_b?$prodmain$"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/13962949_30_b?$prodmain$" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/12878450_01_b?$prodmain$"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14194500_11_b?$detailmain$"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14194500_11_b?$detailmain$" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;div&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14107940_00_b?$detailmain$"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14107940_00_b?$detailmain$" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;div&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14246656_01_b?$detailmain$"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14246656_01_b?$detailmain$" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/12878450_20_b?$detailmain$"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14465694_01_b?$detailmain$"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14465694_01_b?$detailmain$" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14583058_40_b?$detailmain$"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14583058_40_b?$detailmain$" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14398382_11_b?$detailmain$"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14398382_11_b?$detailmain$" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2615529719980876065-2874067778706539669?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/2874067778706539669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=2874067778706539669' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/2874067778706539669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/2874067778706539669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2008/02/bags-bags-bags.html' title='Bags, bags, Bags.'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-6557556758569905796</id><published>2008-02-14T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T13:33:59.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you hear..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;if you hear that someone is speaking &lt;u&gt;ill&lt;/u&gt; of you, instead of trying to defend yourself, you should say, "they obviously don't know me very well, since there are so many &lt;b&gt;other&lt;/b&gt; faults they could've mentioned."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2615529719980876065-6557556758569905796?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/6557556758569905796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=6557556758569905796' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/6557556758569905796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/6557556758569905796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2008/02/if-you-hear.html' title='If you hear..'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-1798184040447012084</id><published>2008-02-11T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T15:26:11.826-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frida Kahlo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Water'/><title type='text'>Agua</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://x58.xanga.com/27dc427131032169814834/z128613267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://x58.xanga.com/27dc427131032169814834/z128613267.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love water. You have no idea. I like drinking it, sitting in it forever, and the rain. I like snow, the ocean, rivers, hail, and showers. I love freezing cold water, like when I went camping. The creek was freezing and I was just sitting in there. I like warm baths. I like to lay there until the water isn't moving and my feet are reflecting like this.&lt;a href="http://images.tribe.net/tribe/upload/photo/fa7/45c/fa745cdc-b23e-4e0e-ba3a-7e2ec6032f4c.large-profile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://images.tribe.net/tribe/upload/photo/fa7/45c/fa745cdc-b23e-4e0e-ba3a-7e2ec6032f4c.large-profile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If I had a pool I would make sure the water was warm at night, so I could swim under the moon. 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href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/1798184040447012084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=1798184040447012084' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/1798184040447012084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/1798184040447012084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2008/02/agua.html' title='Agua'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-7304136832580870195</id><published>2008-02-10T01:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T01:59:11.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.collegehumor.com/moogaloop/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1756391&amp;fullscreen=1" width="480" height="360" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" quality="best" value="http://www.collegehumor.com/moogaloop/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1756391&amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2615529719980876065-7304136832580870195?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/7304136832580870195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=7304136832580870195' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/7304136832580870195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/7304136832580870195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2008/02/haha.html' title='HAHA'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-3170412121567949939</id><published>2008-02-02T18:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T18:13:00.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hannah Montana 3D</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://images.fandango.com/ImageRenderer/250/375/nox.jpg/112728/images/masterrepository/fandango/112728/hannahmontanaposternew1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It was a really cool movie. Don't laugh, but I loved it. The glasses were so legit! The Jonas Brothers was the best part haha. I can't wait for it to come on DVD. If you like Hannah Montana you should go. Let me warn you that there are like 3 year olds to grandparents there. Even though my dad doesn't like Hannah Montana, he thought it was a cool movie. So yeah, take your cousins or something. They'll love you forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2615529719980876065-3170412121567949939?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/3170412121567949939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=3170412121567949939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/3170412121567949939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/3170412121567949939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2008/02/hannah-montana-3d.html' title='Hannah Montana 3D'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-3064991036572711710</id><published>2008-01-31T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T22:33:52.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I get it now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4dXGj_-orxw&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4dXGj_-orxw&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/2615529719980876065-3064991036572711710?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/3064991036572711710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=3064991036572711710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/3064991036572711710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/3064991036572711710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-get-it-now.html' title='I get it now.'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-2131168647158845108</id><published>2008-01-30T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T10:24:16.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glow in the Dark</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.kanyeuniversecity.com/client_images/kanyewest/3106_e43764092e777576857fd61c7cb0bd5f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.kanyeuniversecity.com/client_images/kanyewest/3106_e43764092e777576857fd61c7cb0bd5f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to Simon's stalking, he found this. If it comes within 100 mile of us, we're going. We're gonna go even if that means a roadtrip to California. It's gonna be so sick. I've always wanted to see Kanye West and especially now that Graduation has released. Here's the link if you want to be a stalker too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kanyeuniversecity.com/client_images/kanyewest/3106_e43764092e777576857fd61c7cb0bd5f.jpg"&gt;http://www.kanyeuniversecity.com/client_images/kanyewest/3106_e43764092e777576857fd61c7cb0bd5f.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//www.kanyeuniversecity.com/client_images/kanyewest/3106_e43764092e777576857fd61c7cb0bd5f.jp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2615529719980876065-2131168647158845108?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/2131168647158845108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=2131168647158845108' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/2131168647158845108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/2131168647158845108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2008/01/glow-in-dark.html' title='Glow in the Dark'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615529719980876065.post-5669936614227334345</id><published>2008-01-29T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T22:26:33.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Koa, this one's for you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I made this just for you. So I can comment on every one of your blogs. I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2615529719980876065-5669936614227334345?l=thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/feeds/5669936614227334345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2615529719980876065&amp;postID=5669936614227334345' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/5669936614227334345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2615529719980876065/posts/default/5669936614227334345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsjustridiculouslyodd.blogspot.com/2008/01/koa-this-ones-for-you.html' title='Koa, this one&apos;s for you.'/><author><name>Silvia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480688416623177244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_18Na74_M-PQ/R6AVoEIH2EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HJMpWmeR-SQ/S220/DSC03848.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
