<?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-7489583245139897248</id><updated>2011-10-10T21:25:34.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing with Style</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-716451950359316367</id><published>2011-10-04T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T01:28:27.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amsterdam schedules</title><content type='html'>So far in Amsterdam, Claudio and I are doing very well. We both have jobs, have a place to live, and are slowly but surely making friends with schedule permitting.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's very difficult at this time working and having any free time. I work 50 hours a week and Claudio works 60. sooooo not much free time. But thankfully our schedules are roughly at the same time. We wake up together, take the tram together, sometimes we will get an ice cream right before his work (2pm) then meet up after to work for a late dinner and return home before 1am. Not much glamour but i love being able to spend time with him as he does with me. :) We haven't had the same days off because of how irrational both our work places are so we just try and enjoy each other's company as much as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11:30-12:30pm attempt to wake up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13:20 out the door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13:26 catch the tram&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13:45-14:00 Claudio gets off the tram first and heads to work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14:00-14:30 I head to Neumarkt to start my work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23:00-0:00 I get off work and head to Westermarkt where Claudio meets me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;0:00-0:30 catch the tram and head home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;0:30- 2:00 watch shows, talk online, Claudio plays guitar, a lil cleaning and off to bed. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;REPEAT!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahahahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now i'm exhausted since it is 10:27am but sometimes we do go out and get fresh produce or just go for a walk but, most of the time we are just too tired to do much else. lots of working for little money but it will all be worth it in the end. Just hard to find things and do things easily with our schedules the way they are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-716451950359316367?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/716451950359316367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=716451950359316367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/716451950359316367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/716451950359316367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2011/10/amsterdam-schedules.html' title='Amsterdam schedules'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-2576204305522622758</id><published>2011-07-11T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T07:04:32.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tourist</title><content type='html'>There are two sides of tourism. 1)being a tourist 2) not being a tourist.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They say americans are the worst but, I beg to differ. Unless you are a very humble, aware, respectful, and well traveled savvy person there is just one word to be used "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;TOURIST&lt;/span&gt;", which is a bad word. Wether you are from USA, Canada, Europe, Asia, Middle East every &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;tourist&lt;/span&gt; seem to be recognizable and unfortunately bad. Now this can be argued of course, even I know some are exceptions (like me... ha!) but staying here in Amsterdam I have been noticed the signs of the "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;" word. Here are some of my discoveries. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) camera in hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) map/pamphlet in hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) backpack/ fanny pack/ and sash bags with the above items in hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) eyes looking up and around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) finger pointing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) tripping because not paying attention&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) riding a "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;RENT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;BIKE&lt;/span&gt;" bike&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) hats and sunglasses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) eating ready to eat grocery food from a backpack or plastic bag (ex: salads, sandwich, apples, carrots, and chips etc...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm not saying that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;s are bad but i just found it funny in my own humor. I also noticed that Ts are very territorial. I even noticed myself being so a few times... haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-2576204305522622758?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/2576204305522622758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=2576204305522622758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/2576204305522622758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/2576204305522622758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2011/07/tourist.html' title='Tourist'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-7600314528507144578</id><published>2010-12-25T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T07:34:11.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no titled Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Christmas, a time of year&lt;br /&gt;Christmas, a sucky cheer&lt;br /&gt;Christmas, young and old&lt;br /&gt;Christmas, too late and sold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;under tree, one present lies, in my heart a great surprise&lt;br /&gt;wishing you were here, to share this moment that i tear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting patiently!&lt;br /&gt;waiting anxiously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit and stareeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my phone rings...&lt;br /&gt;could that be you&lt;br /&gt;could my dreams finally come through?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know we disagree&lt;br /&gt;i know we wish to be free&lt;br /&gt;but patiently, anxiously, we will make it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;because... i will always be there for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;XOXOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;poem by Angela Adams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-7600314528507144578?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/7600314528507144578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=7600314528507144578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/7600314528507144578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/7600314528507144578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2010/12/no-titled-christmas.html' title='no titled Christmas'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-5806910054634709604</id><published>2010-09-08T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T01:30:32.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cat Steals Healthy Vegatable</title><content type='html'>Although kitties are known for being independent and ignoring the presence of a human being, I have come to the conclusion that they are not only aware of our presence but, these feline specimens are misunderstood.  Just now, a few moments ago, I noticed that my bowl of sweet snap peas had been raided by a four-legged silent ninja with fur. Not only was he silent but, he had used his sharp ninja skills to snatch an innocent victim for his digestive system of doom. Now, first off, why on earth would a cat be interested in my sweet snap pea? My conclusion; tell me if I am wrong, that he wasn't attracted to this human delicacy rather, he knew it was my "snap pea" and was going to be mischievous and steal it in order for my attention and make me be forever entertained. This my friends is a classic feline trait and should be embraced and warned to those who wish to adopt these classic, mischievous, curious, destructive, entertaining (beyond all means), and one of the most therapeutic four legged companions for those who wish not to be worshiped.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-5806910054634709604?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/5806910054634709604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=5806910054634709604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/5806910054634709604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/5806910054634709604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2010/09/cat-steals-healthy-vegatable.html' title='Cat Steals Healthy Vegatable'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-4237837722604505213</id><published>2010-07-01T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T01:31:28.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever felt like...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Have you ever felt like crying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Have you ever felt like a piece was missing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Have you ever felt happy and sad all at the same time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Have you ever felt empty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Have you ever felt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;like dropping everything for someone. Ever felt like making a fool out of yourself to make someone laugh or to dream about stroking your fingers through their hair or laughing at them because they know exactly how to strike hope in your decisions through life? have you ever felt like a faded rose when you are miles apart but warm in the inside because you feel their presence? Ever felt like a thunderbolt hit you each and every time your lips touch or the worst possible day you have you can't see yourself doing anything other than being in their arms and knowing they would be there for every drip of mucus you cough up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;My fellow readers... i am sorry if none of you felt that way. sounds miserable, aint it? ha! i read it and i feel sorry for that person who has to go through that. HAHA! But yet?! I don't feel so bad... because I know... they have love. Love hurts. and thats the truth: it's better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. sometimes it might seem like that statement is not true but... it is. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;anyways,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Happy Birthday to ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;and goodnight!&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/7489583245139897248-4237837722604505213?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/4237837722604505213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=4237837722604505213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/4237837722604505213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/4237837722604505213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2010/07/have-you-ever-felt-like.html' title='Have you ever felt like...'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-8770147225841473363</id><published>2010-03-17T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T01:28:09.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW Bucket list for 2010 europe trip!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(41, 48, 59); font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;OK NEW BUCKET LIST: it may be weird and some things not interesting but, in my mind, it sounds fun! haha. mmmmmmm... kind of scared of the walking dead tour... *kirnge*... maybe I'll skip that one.. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;TRAPEZE    &lt;b&gt;*CHECK*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999900;"&gt;CLIFF JUMP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;WALKING DEAD TOUR &lt;b&gt;*CHECK*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;SWING DANCE IN GRENOBLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;ISLAND HOP IN GREECE &lt;b&gt;*CHECK*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;WAKE UP EARLY &lt;b&gt;*CHECK*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;HIKE RANDOMLY &lt;b&gt;*CHECK*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;FIND A KITTY IN FRANCE &lt;b&gt;*CHECK*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;STYLE SOMEONE'S HAIR &lt;b&gt;*CHECK*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;SURVIVE A TAXI &lt;b&gt;*CHECK*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;WINE TASTE IN FRANCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;GETTING LOST IN VENICE &lt;b&gt;*CHECK*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;TEACH SOMEONE ENGLISH &lt;b&gt;*CHECK*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;FOLLOW A DOG &lt;b&gt;*CHECK*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt;PICK UP NEW HOBBY &lt;b&gt;*CHECK*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-8770147225841473363?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/8770147225841473363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=8770147225841473363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/8770147225841473363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/8770147225841473363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2010/03/ok-new-bucket-list-it-may-be-weird-and.html' title='NEW Bucket list for 2010 europe trip!'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-1494846907092830961</id><published>2010-03-16T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T23:18:20.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY TRAPEZE EXPERIENCE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;lol.... I finally did it, folks! Dang, I'm awesome! *sighs* *admires self*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Well, today was the day. Woke up. Left to go get coffee. Came home, and it hit me... TRAPEZE TIME! OH SNAP! I was late. Printed my tickets. Put on workout pants. Left the house. Drove as calm as possible. Arrived at the Emerald City of Trapeze. Ran inside. Instantly, I was admiring this huge space of net and random wires above my head. I looked at the steal plank in the middle of the room high up. "It's not that high" I told myself. Only 30 feet-ish!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;The lady at the front desk got me all set with permission slips and "if you die it's not our problem" papers... I signed them with a huge smile on my face and the look of... "I have no idea what I'm in for" attitude. (Oh, I had no idea that I was going to freak and squeal like the tiny lil girl I know is inside of me) At that moment, the Lady asked me to join another innocent victim on the stretching mat. I bounced my way over. We were all introduced to the calm smiling instructor. I began to stretch my arms and role my shoulders anticipating the strain of doing crazy stunts. My attention was then captured by an amazing Trapeze artist swinging gracefully back and forth on the bar and landing perfectly on the net. His body was at ease and completely under control. He didn't even have a harness on. Unbelievable! He gracefully did a flip off the net and introduced himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;The instructor showed us the proper way to have our hands on the bar and described our first "trick". I was thinking... "i just started this, he thinks I can do what on my first time?" ha.ha. He buckled up the girl to climb a 25 foot ladder and off she went following all of the commands as if she had already knew what to do. A graceful flip off the net finished her 15 seconds of fame. *GULP* Now my turn. I climbed up the ladder which started to shake nervously &gt;_&gt;. Got up to the platform, grabbed this taped wire and was given more instructions with the trapeze guy who i saw when I walked in. He talked me through things, corrected my posture, and belted me to lines which were controlled by my instructor below. At this point i was feeling sick and just wanted to get down. The experienced trapeze man behind me holding me tightly, said, "ready.... hep!" (which means to bend your knees and hop off the platform)... apparently that's the way to go... oddly enough I just stood there... (hahaha.) Trapped in myself I couldn't find the guts to do it. He again said, "ready...(i bent my knees)... hep!" (still didn't go) I laughed to reduce stress and said in my head "I'm not going to think about it, I am just going to hop and see what happens." Finally, after his command, I hopped into the non existing pressures of atoms. Soaring through the air feeling the weight of my body being taken through an automatic course dismissed all my anxiety about climbing the ladder and hanging my toes off the platform. There was nothing under me but the safety net, the feeling of freedom was not only amazing but indescribable. I felt extremely calm. I decided no to do any tricks for my first few jumps. I glided back and forth just hanging there. My instructor told me to do 3 quick kicks which, I did into a backflip landing on the safety net. :D I was sooooo nervous for having the best time of my life! I grabbed the net and gracefully flipped over. Feeling like I could survive another one I proceeded up the ladder! &gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC9933;"&gt;For some reason, maybe the enderolin, I thought it would be fine up that high off the ground. Again, I was nervous. Each time it got easier and easier for me to climb the ladder but, once I was up there I felt sick and wanting to get down. &gt;_&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;My first trick was to pull my knees to my chest and wrap my legs around the bar, then let go of the bar... (which was fun) and put hands back, feet off the bar and flip down to the net. haha! tons of fun! but, getting to that part was the hardest part. I am not going to lie. Each time my instructor would encourage me to do even better and wouldn't push me any further than I would go! :) They told me I had GREAT FORM (pointed feet and legs together) it must be the ballet I've been taking. heehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;After accomplishing my new awesome stunt and feeling confident they decided to have me graduate from my "training wheels" and be caught by a guy who will be swinging and catch me right as I let go of the bar and swing to the other side. &gt;_&gt; In my head I'm thinking "YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!!! I'm having a blast JUST doing this stuff. Why would I want to exceed that?" lol. I climbed the ladder feeling disturbed and crossed. These people were looking out for me. They cared about me, right? Their just gonna sit and watch me DIIIEEEEE???? *sigh* I gulped. Grabbed the bar once again. READY...HEP! Off I went into the sky flying with ease. Wrapped my legs around the bar. Let go of the bar. Swung my hands out and there he was. All time was paused... His hands reaching out for me to grab. He seemed so far away. I didn't think he could touch me. Time played again and My fingers grabbed his. I was so close... yet, so far. :( I then proceeded with my stunt down to a flip and figured out that it was my hands that were in the wrong position! I tried 2 more times and gave up. I thought about it and basically I was happy I wasn't caught. lol I am proud of myself and knowing that I did it makes me feel accomplished! woot woot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;I came home with scrapes, bruises, and an amazing worth while story! I will be doing it again when I come back from my trip so my mom can come and take pictures! woot woot! :) maybe she'll join me!?! who knows?!&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/7489583245139897248-1494846907092830961?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/1494846907092830961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=1494846907092830961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/1494846907092830961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/1494846907092830961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-trapeze-experience.html' title='MY TRAPEZE EXPERIENCE!'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-7611604523299045632</id><published>2010-02-25T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T17:53:28.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suffering never leaves</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;You know those poems and songs that talk about a broken heart? About the pain they went through or the "sorrow" they felt. Well folks, it's alive out there and riding my shoulder. &gt;_&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Now matter how far i run i always seem to be stuck in my tracks with these pains running through my heart. *weeps* inside i feel like a hot plate and the burner is flaming through my heart! My poor heart has been through so much and at last it seemed to seal itself... so I thought. *sigh* instead I find myself peering over and glaring the worst possible &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;thing in the face. "What if?" i tell myself... &gt;_&gt; *sigh* The feeling is so real yet I feel like no has had this sharp dagger through their heart. Mine comes and goes... I have good days and I have bad. Recently I've been fine but, my trip has opened up that wound and I accidently poured lemon juice on it! ugh, the pain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;You may laugh and most will never understand. I feel sick. I feel like hiding. I'm shaky and weak not to mention cold. *holds self* I understand why people should never depart each other. ooooo... it kills. :( no smily face can show the feelings... I would only get in trouble if I announced everything. I just wish someone would understand. *tear*&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/7489583245139897248-7611604523299045632?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/7611604523299045632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=7611604523299045632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/7611604523299045632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/7611604523299045632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2010/02/suffering-never-leaves.html' title='Suffering never leaves'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-97159816276523208</id><published>2010-02-17T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T22:45:21.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Packs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Every good traveler must have a good pack... right? well, I was over in REI and this guy gave me great advice on which back pack i should have. he started telling me about this pac. I thought "My gosh this is the one." Opens on top (good for holding and horriable for stealing, a plus), it is 33 liters (can hold lots of stuff), very durable (wonderful i dont have to worry about falling and scraping it and all my things falling out), water resistant (awesome, a quick dip in lakes, rivers, and pools or whatever else i fall into wont ruin EVERYTHING), and the best part is the color scheme... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;HT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; (when i drop the bag, i can find it!). So, he shows me this bag and i gasp and laugh. i could imagine myself with it and being stuck on the escelator (dunno why i would have it with me on it), trees, bushes, doorknobs, railing, doors, anything that can catch. this pack had soooo many drawstings it looked like my cat, charlie, shredded it! hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha... well, who knows it will give me a good laugh and maybe amuse the natives! hahahahahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-97159816276523208?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/97159816276523208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=97159816276523208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/97159816276523208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/97159816276523208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2010/02/packs.html' title='Packs'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-6080579214423408168</id><published>2010-01-29T00:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T01:10:15.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Planning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;No one told me that planning a trip would be this difficult. ugh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;first, i had to figure out what times I'm going to be staying. &lt;b&gt;CHECK!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;second, where am i going? &lt;b&gt;CHECK&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;third, how long will i stay in one location?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;-are there girl dorm rooms available?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;-when are the times and dates for the sights?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;-blah blah blah. then i go into transportation, then times for that, sleeping arrangements&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;DONT FORGET FOOD... does the hostel provide breakfast or any other meal, if not, budget how much it will cost for each day and pray for a low cost hostel with food, sheets, girl dorms, and wifi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;haha. this will be worth it and fun. i just think that all this is overwhelming. then, if that weren't enough i have to think of what to bring. Right now i'm figuring out what ear plugs to bring (lol, im picky). I can't help being a girl! &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;mmmmmmm... i may write a song about this. it shall be called "packing." haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-6080579214423408168?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/6080579214423408168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=6080579214423408168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/6080579214423408168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/6080579214423408168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2010/01/planning.html' title='Planning'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-4988313918995908690</id><published>2010-01-24T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T13:00:05.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I DID IT</title><content type='html'>wow. i actually did it.&lt;div&gt;I joined a ballet class (i am doing excellent)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I quit my job (actually i got"laid off"* &lt;----- means I got fired in korean term)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I BOUGHT MY PLANE TICKET!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wow. not only that but i've checked out many schools and found one! holy crap I'm proud of myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol. it's amazing what just two weeks can change someone's life. AMAZING!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wonder sometimes why I even write. Does anyone read these? haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmmmm... i even got a ticket to do a trapeze class. I'll do it next week. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-4988313918995908690?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/4988313918995908690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=4988313918995908690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/4988313918995908690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/4988313918995908690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-did-it.html' title='I DID IT'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-1704909333203071598</id><published>2010-01-01T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T21:30:38.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OKIE DOKIE! NEW GOALS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;GOAL #1:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt;DANCE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;GOAL #2:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;GET NEW JOB!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;GOAL #3:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;BUY PLANE TICKET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;GOAL #4:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;MAKE RESERVATIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;GOAL #5:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999900;"&gt;LEAVE TO EUROPE!&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/7489583245139897248-1704909333203071598?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/1704909333203071598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=1704909333203071598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/1704909333203071598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/1704909333203071598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2010/01/okie-dokie-new-goals.html' title='OKIE DOKIE! NEW GOALS!!!'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-4479484458127814137</id><published>2010-01-01T21:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T21:24:23.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW YEARS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;lol oh yes, another year! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;well there is usually something you differently and goals you would like to reach. well, i'm wayyyyy ahead of the game. I do GREAT finically (getting a new job soon), My weight is perfect (signed up for a ballet class on the 4th), and my schooling is done. I just need to travel which i have no plans now. :( sadness. haha! heehee. new year's resolution! ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;ok. i figured it out: must get traveling plans and get to it! hmmmmmmm.... following through, always a struggle for me! lol LOOK a shiny sparkly object!!! *where?* lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;my oh my, i hope i get to do all the things I have wanted to!&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/7489583245139897248-4479484458127814137?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/4479484458127814137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=4479484458127814137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/4479484458127814137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/4479484458127814137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-years.html' title='NEW YEARS!'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-5638328720750647948</id><published>2009-12-27T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T23:38:53.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The HUNT TO TRAVEL</title><content type='html'>There must be some way to travel. I shall find  the way! haha! maybe I should pray first! LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-5638328720750647948?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/5638328720750647948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=5638328720750647948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/5638328720750647948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/5638328720750647948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2009/12/hunt-to-travel.html' title='The HUNT TO TRAVEL'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-1460365292946537852</id><published>2009-12-24T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T17:13:00.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doo DEE doO dEe</title><content type='html'>this christmas, i have done nothing special. i sat home with family and have not explored the world YET! i say yet because i dont want to admit that i am scared out of my mind to change something new. and yet i keep using the same louszy excuse of....not enough money....dont have a traveling partner....i dunno.....school....lameness! anyways! that is my story! grrrrrrrr.... i want a better less stressful christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-1460365292946537852?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/1460365292946537852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=1460365292946537852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/1460365292946537852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/1460365292946537852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2009/12/doo-dee-doo-dee.html' title='Doo DEE doO dEe'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-4625662634135547617</id><published>2009-12-08T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T11:39:24.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frank</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Looks can be very deceiving. WHy in this world do we look at a human being and judge them? Well, Frankly because of safety. If one looks dangerous our intuition flashes a red flag in front of us and tells us to avoid them in case of speractic killing spree. If one looks warm and inviting our intuition gives us the clear to speak to them due to their non threatening approach, look, or in other words charm. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&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, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;In my world, I like to think I don't judge people but in fact i due :'( but some people strike me as curious. A person may walk by and i think, I wonder why they chose that sweater or where are they going? I always have been this way and always will. It's a pro and con of me. I can make tons of friends but on the other hand maybe the wrong friends. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&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, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Today, I met FRANK! now, this man looks old, happy, and in some words GRUNGY. A average height man, very thin. Hands like a hard worker. nails trimmed but dirty. long thick silver beard that covers over his mouth and neck. big 70s sun glasses (very cool). Dark eyes. and wrinkles that cover his face. meanwhile he is wearing paint stained jeans. working boots. Plaid shirt with wool jean jacket. no gloves. Is he someone you would approach or even think about having a conversation with. In first appearance he scares me. lol. but other terms he makes me curious. So, i made conversation with him and he lit up like a fire dowsed with gasoline. This was the sweetessed man known to man. He had all sorts of info on just about anything having to do with construction. I found myself automatically looking at him like a grandchild would look at their grandparents. He was polite, charming, and had wit! He smiled and I thought the windows on my shop were going to explode. This man had fire in his heart and cheered my whole day. I look forward on seeing Frank again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sometimes I wonder if I have that affect on people?! I wish they would tell me ^_^&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/7489583245139897248-4625662634135547617?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/4625662634135547617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=4625662634135547617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/4625662634135547617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/4625662634135547617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2009/12/frank.html' title='Frank'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-8506628159860383884</id><published>2009-11-14T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T00:18:28.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I NEED SUN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.st-barths.com/isle-de-france/images/Beach-Room-Upper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.st-barths.com/isle-de-france/images/Beach-Room-Upper.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to wake up to the sun. I can picture it now, the room covered in a beautiful blazing bright white scene. You slowly open your eyes to see a NON-cluttered room with white silk curtains waving in the air by the cool breeze of the ocean that rushes into your peaceful sanctuary. no bugs. no annoying people. no rush. no humidity. no disturbing thoughts. Peace. :) Often times I find myself trying to be there. In the middle of a line at the store or driving in traffic. (not to worry I don't close my eyes) Even having those thoughts help me get through the day but sometimes it ruins it because I think well, maybe there isn't a place like this. Maybe it CAN'T happen. i dunno. i think i would be bored with living in paradise. hahaha. sounds weird but, true! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun sun come my way! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-8506628159860383884?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/8506628159860383884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=8506628159860383884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/8506628159860383884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/8506628159860383884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-need-sun.html' title='I NEED SUN'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-705552036687745338</id><published>2009-08-04T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T01:43:09.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UGH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's been a crazy Summer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thought it was going to be a easy and fun Summer but instead i ended up facing a whole economic crisis! UGH! lol thinking I could get 40 hours I got 17. but, hey I'm looking back at it and thinking "ok, that's not an issue just more time to spend in the sun and with friends and family! :D"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heehee...at least I don't need the money. HA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-705552036687745338?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/705552036687745338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=705552036687745338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/705552036687745338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/705552036687745338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2009/08/ugh.html' title='UGH!'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-2335871463542904919</id><published>2008-12-17T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T23:52:34.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.varien.com/_blog/images/happy_holidays_blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 405px;" src="http://www.varien.com/_blog/images/happy_holidays_blog.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Busy Busy Busy, am I!  It seems that tasks at hand never run out esp. with money issues and finally to top it all off the weather isn't helping much. But, I guess it wouldn't be called holidays unless people can make their lives as busy as possible because you tend to not have the same daily things to do anymore aorund this time of year so, people find the best time to make it all heck-tick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But the plus side is that you get seasonal stuff like eggnog! &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I was watching this show and this guy said "EGG.." and the other guy replied "NOG!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;lol i thought it was funny so, I think i may go up to someone and say "EGG..." and see their response. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Happy Holidays and Merry Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-2335871463542904919?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/2335871463542904919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=2335871463542904919' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/2335871463542904919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/2335871463542904919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays!'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-7162701879819317690</id><published>2008-12-11T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:13:05.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finals are over</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://12.108.68.197/images/uploads/spanish_guitar_14_x_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 572px; height: 698px;" src="http://12.108.68.197/images/uploads/spanish_guitar_14_x_12.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals are over and I am HAPPY!!!  So, with that said I have been inspired to pick up my flute as well as the guitar again! Although, I don't sound great I am trying my hardest too be better! My fingers are raw! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I have been busy with Desert Theatre I am wanting to pick up the chello too as if I don't have enough on my plate with work and up coming school! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy busy busy happiness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-7162701879819317690?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/7162701879819317690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=7162701879819317690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/7162701879819317690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/7162701879819317690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2008/12/finals-are-over.html' title='Finals are over'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-7164047062938067808</id><published>2008-09-29T15:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T15:41:26.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing my Major</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:Wr-2a8UBptGOBM:http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u289/bandgeekfolife/Music_Notes_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:Wr-2a8UBptGOBM:http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u289/bandgeekfolife/Music_Notes_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I am thinking about changing my major to maybe Music or some type of art and possibly to a Linguist degree as well!  I was thinking about Sciences and such but, I just am not really into that much anymore! I can't see myself in the future being kept in closed doors and only able to speak to my partner I am too social for that! Maybe there is a REAL job that will take mt WILD degrees and give me a well paying job! LOL...like that could happen! ha ha ha ha oh well! whatever comes I will be ready! OH YAH! Bring it, world! ha ha ha!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I feel lazy! Charlie has been so spoiled I let him walk on my counters and the dining room table when there's no food and knowing someone is gonna wipe the table! I wonder if that's bad? LOL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Again! another thing that i can say "whatever" to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-7164047062938067808?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/7164047062938067808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=7164047062938067808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/7164047062938067808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/7164047062938067808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2008/09/changing-my-major.html' title='Changing my Major'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-10383277961808919</id><published>2008-09-06T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T15:31:44.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MONEY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Somehow...I have been able to be blessed with information on how I can afford my trip to YWAM in France and maybe some of my own personal traveling!  Time has seemed to whisk by me in a second and the feeling of anxiety is starting to hick in and it's not even a year away! UGH! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But, all in good fun I am excited and can't wait to see how everything turns out!  I have been researching my destinations and when the best times to go do everything are!  My plan is to visit England, Scotland, Ireland, Greece, and France (my first stop) to begin with!  I understand that you can't expect to see everything in one trip so, I will be traveling a lot! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-10383277961808919?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/10383277961808919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=10383277961808919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/10383277961808919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/10383277961808919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2008/09/money.html' title='MONEY'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-7949193817401059962</id><published>2008-08-30T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T19:34:44.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy DAYS</title><content type='html'>Falling specks&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so wet&lt;br /&gt;Understanding that the sun is bless&lt;br /&gt;not knowing when it will let up&lt;br /&gt;not knowing when it will come again&lt;br /&gt;keeping my head held high only stops it from pouring again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain Rain give me your heart&lt;br /&gt;Let me dance&lt;br /&gt;Let me fall into your middle and sing&lt;br /&gt;Can it be that just we can be free?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-7949193817401059962?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/7949193817401059962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=7949193817401059962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/7949193817401059962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/7949193817401059962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2008/08/rainy-days.html' title='Rainy DAYS'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-841483249188603565</id><published>2008-08-27T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T21:53:37.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ALL SMILES</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;All SMILES!  I just got in contact with the DTS in France and am soooo excited to see what information they can give me! I am also on track on going through my church and for right now I am at peace with the ideas of money!  Money will come if God wants this! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I am having a blast with my friends and hope that this fall will be the best so far at EdCC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-841483249188603565?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/841483249188603565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=841483249188603565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/841483249188603565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/841483249188603565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2008/08/all-smiles.html' title='ALL SMILES'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-7047894033534721322</id><published>2008-08-15T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T00:59:22.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting out Fresh*er!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I am very excited to say that I am actually having a TON-O fun playing out in the sun! All summer I have been trying to get people together and just hangout with instead of staying in the hous ALL DAY! BORING! lol but, I am very pleased to say that my world has been turing around for the better at least I hope so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only have there been changes on who  I hang out with but, changes in my attitude on life! I want to explore and have fun while earning up to getting that few grand to travel!  I have some things I want to accomplish like volunteer at a hospital and apply to a talent agency AND to add traveling and helping people out while doing all that!  No more will i put up with sitting I WANT TO GO!! Maybe it's the age But, i think I am actually ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D Happy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-7047894033534721322?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/7047894033534721322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=7047894033534721322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/7047894033534721322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/7047894033534721322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2008/08/starting-out-fresher.html' title='Starting out Fresh*er!'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-7034518532976892962</id><published>2008-08-05T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T17:54:22.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Possible SCARS!</title><content type='html'>I may get 3 GOOD SCARS!  Trust and be hurt one way or another!  At least the scars will look cool!  I'm just glad I don't have to go to the doctors, they aren't that bad.  Kind of a little upset though, because they will be visible!  Errrrrr...oh well that's how life goes I assume!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-7034518532976892962?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/7034518532976892962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=7034518532976892962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/7034518532976892962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/7034518532976892962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2008/08/possible-scars.html' title='Possible SCARS!'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-80183522422841607</id><published>2008-08-04T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T13:30:41.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Comes Fast and Leaves Even Faster</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I have had some interesting few weeks behind me and many yet to come.  I feel well, lonely, confused, and a tad bit unstable for picking my future.  But, all is well!  I jumped out of an airplane and experienced how life can seem to disappear right from underneath you.  When I jumped you would think that I would be scared or nervous about my life but, actually I was thinking of the past and what the instructor told me to do to prepare myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Such as;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Have fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Arch your back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Cross your arms.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The easiest instructions I have heard but for some reason I was so paranoid to do them exactly and found myself thinking so hard on those easy instructions that i missed the one thing I was trying to focus so hard on, HAVING A BLAST.  It kind of reminded me of life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here you are about to take your BIG step and follow your dream that you have been waiting for and right when the moment comes to feel "free" you are captivated by everything behind you and get so worried to make it feel "free" that when the moment came you already lost it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; That seems to be the way things have been going for me so far. Now, Skydiving was amazing and I will be jumping again very very soon! But, it just went to show me that I can jump with my eyes open and enjoy life without having to worry about my instructions, be mindful, YES, but, not have to be so focused that I lose the thrill!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Recently I had been told by a very near person that I should slow down on my list of things I want to complete but, I have to say "Live life to is fullest! Take in every available breathe and never let it go cause, who knows one day you may lose it forever?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life comes fast and leaves even faster!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-80183522422841607?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/80183522422841607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=80183522422841607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/80183522422841607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/80183522422841607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-comes-fast-and-leaves-even-faster.html' title='Life Comes Fast and Leaves Even Faster'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-6979757245073395118</id><published>2008-07-10T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T00:55:02.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Skydiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://are.berkeley.edu/%7Eperloff/PHOTO/VIEW/clouds3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://are.berkeley.edu/%7Eperloff/PHOTO/VIEW/clouds3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Well, this will be my last post until I take the leap of faith and jump off of a perfectly good airplane.  Although I know the risks I am willing to go do it before I experience traveling.  I will now be able to scratch this one off my list.  I am really excited but, VERY nervous.  I hope everything goes well and, of course it will, but I will probably truly enjoy every minuet of it at least that is my plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;My mom said she will not "miss this moment for the world!"  I'm very happy that she is behind me on this!  It makes me that much more anxious!  Well, *sigh* here I go!  To enjoy life to its fullest! At leat to attempt to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Wish me luck, and pray for me, my well being, and my good friend, Matt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;*Night* will post as soon as I get home and unwind from the adrenalin.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-6979757245073395118?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/6979757245073395118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=6979757245073395118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/6979757245073395118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/6979757245073395118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2008/07/skydiving.html' title='Skydiving'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-3526282837561163802</id><published>2008-07-10T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T00:46:11.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FOUND IT!!!</title><content type='html'>I finally found the song....YAY!!!  One that I can relate to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WY57jGNCN8Q&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-3526282837561163802?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/3526282837561163802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=3526282837561163802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/3526282837561163802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/3526282837561163802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2008/07/found-it.html' title='FOUND IT!!!'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-8692024494708672767</id><published>2008-06-26T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T23:20:05.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EXCITEMENT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.digi-hound.com/wp/img_wp3/wp_fireworks_dual3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.digi-hound.com/wp/img_wp3/wp_fireworks_dual3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;    I am finally going to jump on the 10th of July for sure...or at least we will see.  I am truly excited and geared up for the whole thing.  I'm not sure how I will react such as; jump with pizazz or scream my head off with freight?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;    I officially have a partner to go with me so, if I die I hope he goes with me.  My friend, and dance partner, Matthew!  He is wonderful enough to go on this outrages jump with me!!  Too excited to keep it in myself.  I feel like fireworks exploding with anticipation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-8692024494708672767?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/8692024494708672767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=8692024494708672767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/8692024494708672767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/8692024494708672767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2008/06/excitement.html' title='EXCITEMENT!!!'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-5336318611220612553</id><published>2008-06-23T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T13:14:52.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>River bed Always Awaiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ETJi-aq24A/SF9baEtKuUI/AAAAAAAAAAw/EEY_VayP8TE/s1600-h/Picture2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ETJi-aq24A/SF9baEtKuUI/AAAAAAAAAAw/EEY_VayP8TE/s200/Picture2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214987397016238402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Like a lonely river bed waiting for the spring to come, hoping that she will be filled up to provide decent joys to lovely critters.  Pure and rejuvenating spring water trickle down the uneven pebbles and stones creating a new trail of the future stream of life.  All fills to the utmost capacity with generous of new life being created by the moving stream circling the upcoming bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all the lonely riverbed sheepishly awaits each spring time to be filled.  As the summer comes and drought arrives only hope can keep the bed side satisfied with unexplainable joy it must wait till the next fall of spring river.  In the mean time the lonely river bed only dwells on the good times it has had and impact that it had once made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely river bed which, created a new path each and every spring to give its purpose to those in need.  Lovely, lovely, lovely riverbed how do you keep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-5336318611220612553?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/5336318611220612553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=5336318611220612553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/5336318611220612553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/5336318611220612553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2008/06/river-bed-always-awaiting.html' title='River bed Always Awaiting'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ETJi-aq24A/SF9baEtKuUI/AAAAAAAAAAw/EEY_VayP8TE/s72-c/Picture2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-1643811468111331884</id><published>2008-05-26T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T21:54:45.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Motorcycles and Cars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mccullagh.org/db9/10d-13/motorcycles-twisty-road.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.mccullagh.org/db9/10d-13/motorcycles-twisty-road.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.corvetteactioncenter.com/specs/c6/2005/images/508_01sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.corvetteactioncenter.com/specs/c6/2005/images/508_01sm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Motorcycles are one of the things that make me Happy in a dangerous way.  Yes, I know that fast Cars and Motorcycles are dangerous and I could die but, I am young and using the dumb excuse that I can't think that far ahead of me!  :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Most recently I want to go back on them because of such nice weather recently.  Every time a bike goes by I wished that I was either on it or driving it even though I don't know how to ride...Oh Well...in time I will learn and be on the streets with all the other maniacs!  *_*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-1643811468111331884?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/1643811468111331884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=1643811468111331884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/1643811468111331884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/1643811468111331884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2008/05/motorcycles-and-cars.html' title='Motorcycles and Cars'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-4836334626323851069</id><published>2008-05-26T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T15:47:13.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Life to the Fullest!!!</title><content type='html'>This is different for me to do but, basically I'm going to post what I want to do within this year and hopefully (God willing) they will be checked off my list!!! :)&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Skydiving &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*CHECK*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;River Raft&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Go to a Jazz Club&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Sing at a Jazz Club&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Travel to the Rain forest in WA&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Travel to Boston &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*CHECK*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Take a Taxi in Boston &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*CHECK*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Volunteer at a hospital&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Salsa in the streets of Seattle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Learn how to Jive&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put Charlie into a hospital Service&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Mail a pancake&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Design my own clothes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Design/Sew a good-fitting dress&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Attend an Opera&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Attend a ballet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to Canada (&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;no reason&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHECK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Take Sarah to Canada&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;int&lt;/span&gt; a&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; m&lt;/span&gt;u&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-4836334626323851069?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/4836334626323851069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=4836334626323851069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/4836334626323851069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/4836334626323851069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2008/05/living-life-to-fullest.html' title='Living Life to the Fullest!!!'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-8156045963366626122</id><published>2008-05-06T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T23:43:48.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lampholderpub.com/MoonAshesintheSky.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.lampholderpub.com/MoonAshesintheSky.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know things have been different.&lt;br /&gt;I know things have been hard.&lt;br /&gt;but, somehow I can't get rid of your smile and heart.&lt;br /&gt;You've changed me once.&lt;br /&gt;You've changed me again.&lt;br /&gt;All I can do is pray that change will never end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for what happen.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry you think bad.&lt;br /&gt;But, know that I care and will always be sad.&lt;br /&gt;For the things I've done.&lt;br /&gt;For the things that will be.&lt;br /&gt;I once was trapped but now am free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope your fine.&lt;br /&gt;And your decision won't haunt you.&lt;br /&gt;For there are many things that will go beyond you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-8156045963366626122?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/8156045963366626122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=8156045963366626122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/8156045963366626122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/8156045963366626122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2008/05/changes.html' title='Changes!!'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-6346429496656782614</id><published>2008-04-29T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T15:18:50.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Passion!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.buenosairescrew.com.ar/imag/pareja_tango-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.buenosairescrew.com.ar/imag/pareja_tango-web.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.peninsula-gallery.com/_borders/TangoDanceClub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.peninsula-gallery.com/_borders/TangoDanceClub.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Recently, this particular dance has been on my mind.  Tango is basically described as anger with passion in it.  The man in the dance is very passionate about the woman and tries hard to get her attention and love meanwhile the woman, whom is very indecisive, chooses to try and get away but always tends to go back to him with gust-o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very delightful dance and fun to learn as well as dance!  This dance explains most relationships as well as a good understanding of love in a moving and never boring dance.  I only wish I had more experience and people to go with!!!!  But, someday i will be able to dance my little heart out with no questions asked :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-6346429496656782614?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/6346429496656782614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=6346429496656782614' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/6346429496656782614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/6346429496656782614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2008/04/passion.html' title='Passion!!!'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-5181872534861176809</id><published>2008-04-19T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T00:26:54.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it Snow!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.petersharpe.com/Tut16Pics/snowing3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.petersharpe.com/Tut16Pics/snowing3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the state of Washington there has been very odd and what i like to say "CrAzY WeAtHeR" but all in favor to honor this awesomely weird time to randomly start snowing I say...."let it snow let it snow let it snow..."  In that said, I want to share a poem of the wonderful happenings of snow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold; text-align: center;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span name="KonaFilter"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Snow is falling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow is falling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span name="KonaFilter"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" name="KonaFilter" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; It plays with the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" name="KonaFilter" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" name="KonaFilter" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Snow is falling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; It plays it's game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Snow is falling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; It makes all that's different lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ok the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" name="KonaFilter" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Snow is falling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" name="KonaFilter" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; It's source is storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" name="KonaFilter" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Snow is falling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" name="KonaFilter" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; It makes all conform&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" name="KonaFilter" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Snow is falling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" name="KonaFilter" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; It blinds all who see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" name="KonaFilter" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Snow is falling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" name="KonaFilter" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; It hides you from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" name="KonaFilter" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Snow is falling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" name="KonaFilter" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; From a sky of lead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" name="KonaFilter" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Snow is falling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" name="KonaFilter" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; Never mind...we're dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span name="KonaFilter"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A lovely poem written by:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span name="KonaFilter"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Jay M. McCabe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-5181872534861176809?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/5181872534861176809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=5181872534861176809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/5181872534861176809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/5181872534861176809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2008/04/let-it-snow.html' title='Let it Snow!!!'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-6542028756443268794</id><published>2008-04-16T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T23:25:37.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Red Wine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;MY NEW FAVORITE SONG!!!!  It is sooooo catchy too.  LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9sKQ5KGXess&amp;amp;NR=1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-6542028756443268794?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/6542028756443268794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=6542028756443268794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/6542028756443268794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/6542028756443268794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2008/04/red-red-wine.html' title='Red Red Wine!'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-3890360584373592059</id><published>2008-04-09T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T18:57:44.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with Last Names</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ETJi-aq24A/SAAWtqkbrRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/rOtRbB5nVwk/s1600-h/David+Hasselhoff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ETJi-aq24A/SAAWtqkbrRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/rOtRbB5nVwk/s200/David+Hasselhoff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188171744507833618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I've come to realizing that I can change my last name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;So, here are my choices:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Angelina Eatapossom-Halfawaffleson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Angela Hinklehopher&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Angela Bonhopher&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Angela doinkle-dionker-bawffle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Angela Darling&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was inspired by David, who has an AWESOME last name.  Sometimes I surprise myself of the things my Dad and I think of when I'm bored.  LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-3890360584373592059?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/3890360584373592059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=3890360584373592059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/3890360584373592059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/3890360584373592059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2008/04/fun-with-last-names.html' title='Fun with Last Names'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ETJi-aq24A/SAAWtqkbrRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/rOtRbB5nVwk/s72-c/David+Hasselhoff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-7544967944984570460</id><published>2008-04-03T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T19:00:34.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions: Configuring a plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I have been asked about what my plan is for this coming up quarter and coming up year.  Whether it involves going to France, work, and earning my Associates Transfer Degree.  LOL!  Well, just to let it all out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;I do not have enough money to go to France this September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; but my plan is to go next year.  I'm going to write my steps out clearly because I think it'll look &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Spring Quarter: my plan is to go to school part-time @EdCC and work on the weekends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Summer:&lt;/span&gt; Basically work full-time and go &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Skydiving&lt;/span&gt; and get a Summer pass to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Wild Waves&lt;/span&gt; and also travel to: Southern Idaho (with my family), Boston, and Canada (with my family and Arlet and Paul).  One of my plans in the summer is to go to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;rain forest on the Olympic Peninsula&lt;/span&gt; just to say that I did and see the droopy trees.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fall-Spring Quarter: I dunno but basically study, study, study! LOL....fun?!...nahhhhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Summer:&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Work and have tons o' fun earning money!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Fall:  GO TO FRANCE WITH YWAM!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Well in a nut-shell that is my plan for this coming up and year and StUfF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;to be continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-7544967944984570460?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/7544967944984570460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=7544967944984570460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/7544967944984570460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/7544967944984570460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2008/04/decisions-configuring-plan.html' title='Decisions: Configuring a plan'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7489583245139897248.post-2424401691081076695</id><published>2008-03-08T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T18:57:12.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All About Charlie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175615738938001858" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ETJi-aq24A/R9N7F81SCcI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/POWJgPBHvwA/s320/Charlie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;As the quarter is ending and things are tending to get bunched into a time-crunch phenomenon I find peace with my new kitty, whom is 4 months old. Yes, this post is all about "Charlie". He is a sweet heart, I love him sooo much! He makes me smile, laugh, get mad, and cry because he is either doing really stupid kitten things or he just likes tearing/scratching up my curtains just to see my reaction.  I got him through my grandma, whose kitty just had kittens.  While I was over her house minding my own business this cute kitten had planted himself along my lap and decided to adopt me.  Seeing and understanding that one can not choose a cat, a cat must choose you I knew that fate had brought us together. I was not looking for a tabby kitten to accept in my life but something about him was unstoppable.  From there, I had a great deal of trying to bring him home.  All of my attempts had been shut down and locked into a closet far far away.  Thankfully my mother had this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;BRILLIANT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;idea to take all eight kittens and figure out homes for them since my Grandma was incapable of doing that.  From there it was just trying to make my family like him so much that they couldn't help but keep him.  And all of my hard work has paid off.  That my friend, is All About Charlie except the fact that he hangs, climbs, and pounces on anything and everything.  He also fetches and goes in the car with me everywhere.  My plan is to use him as a therapy cat.  But, somehow I don't have the heart to give him baths yet. LOL.  In do time he will get used to that like he did riding in the car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7489583245139897248-2424401691081076695?l=angelavacation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/feeds/2424401691081076695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7489583245139897248&amp;postID=2424401691081076695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/2424401691081076695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7489583245139897248/posts/default/2424401691081076695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelavacation.blogspot.com/2008/03/all-about-charlie.html' title='All About Charlie!'/><author><name>*~Angela~*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01722473172603780578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cLMUF4WeB0/TouuAX4PCSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eScNizL2rEg/s220/IMG_0597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ETJi-aq24A/R9N7F81SCcI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/POWJgPBHvwA/s72-c/Charlie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
