<?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-6692764651651311605</id><updated>2011-08-09T00:27:37.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dirtydirtysouth</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtydirtysouth.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6692764651651311605/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtydirtysouth.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Can I change this?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09025969256759066946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6692764651651311605.post-7923623312140853578</id><published>2011-08-01T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T08:45:26.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My life through my school years (Part One)</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, I'm a Senior this year and I thought it would be fun to document my life through the years of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have a particularly interesting childhood, as you can tell, I'm quite a melodramatic person. I remember I used to draw with a lot of enthusiasm. By draw, I mean I scribbled. And boy, did I scribble really well.&amp;nbsp;I had fantastic works of art when I was in 1st grade. This is what I saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dc5nfpspaic/Tja9q2kPERI/AAAAAAAAAG0/APVSsMOtb6k/s1600/snowy.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dc5nfpspaic/Tja9q2kPERI/AAAAAAAAAG0/APVSsMOtb6k/s320/snowy.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But this was reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1USRN2LdUfY/Tja6Al9BLgI/AAAAAAAAAGw/zTV5pbdoprE/s1600/patheticsnowman.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1USRN2LdUfY/Tja6Al9BLgI/AAAAAAAAAGw/zTV5pbdoprE/s320/patheticsnowman.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I showed my parents my drawings, they would slowly turn their heads and closed their eyes before they saw my beautiful drawing. I looked up at them with such eyes of happiness, how could they not love my drawings? See the pretty colors, Mommy? See the nice broom, Daddy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8pj0rmcVlYk/TjbBmEjmgcI/AAAAAAAAAG8/diINGVAQNz0/s1600/mommydaddy.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8pj0rmcVlYk/TjbBmEjmgcI/AAAAAAAAAG8/diINGVAQNz0/s320/mommydaddy.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They would nod their heads and pat my hair, my eyes were closed half the time. No, not because I'm Asian, because I was so content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FctNYwFwiPw/TjbDcn8U7wI/AAAAAAAAAHA/C6I3FFUSZEQ/s1600/disgruntledparents.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FctNYwFwiPw/TjbDcn8U7wI/AAAAAAAAAHA/C6I3FFUSZEQ/s320/disgruntledparents.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, they looked really worried and disgruntled. But no, it couldn't be because of my drawings. They were absolutely perfect. They were probably worried about work, or something adult-y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple months later, they enrolled me in art classes to channel my "inner-artist".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Part two coming soon.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6692764651651311605-7923623312140853578?l=dirtydirtysouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtydirtysouth.blogspot.com/feeds/7923623312140853578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtydirtysouth.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-life-through-my-school-years-part.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6692764651651311605/posts/default/7923623312140853578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6692764651651311605/posts/default/7923623312140853578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtydirtysouth.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-life-through-my-school-years-part.html' title='My life through my school years (Part One)'/><author><name>Can I change this?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09025969256759066946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dc5nfpspaic/Tja9q2kPERI/AAAAAAAAAG0/APVSsMOtb6k/s72-c/snowy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6692764651651311605.post-5120225860074604215</id><published>2011-08-01T04:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T09:26:01.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>flying by yourself</title><content type='html'>If you are a tortured teenaged girl, like I am, you probably have never flown on a plane for more than 5 hours by. your. self. I think you will understand what I am going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zCqSSsK6-s0/Tjan8XfIjeI/AAAAAAAAAGY/qGKlS20lnEc/s1600/airport.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zCqSSsK6-s0/Tjan8XfIjeI/AAAAAAAAAGY/qGKlS20lnEc/s320/airport.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only imagine how I will see my life flash before my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1) All of the signs in the Taipei airport will be in Mandarin... You would think that since I am Asian, I would know how to speak Mandarin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_DIyazr98w4/TjasKGa_W2I/AAAAAAAAAGg/bm9cTct7p48/s1600/whyme.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_DIyazr98w4/TjasKGa_W2I/AAAAAAAAAGg/bm9cTct7p48/s320/whyme.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nope. I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Everyone in the airport will be trying to kill me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;No, stop standing so close to me. Are you.... &lt;b&gt;smelling&lt;/b&gt;....&lt;u&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/u&gt;me?!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hPXK46ei_C0/TjaqxaCpmXI/AAAAAAAAAGc/dzZeRS5H9Kk/s1600/unamused.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hPXK46ei_C0/TjaqxaCpmXI/AAAAAAAAAGc/dzZeRS5H9Kk/s320/unamused.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It does seem like there is always that guy who matches in the same awful puke green color; he always seems to act very proud of his fashion choice. Good job, matchy guy. Good job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) No, officer, don't tase me! I didn't know I couldn't bring more than 10 mls of lotion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EpBj-KOGvPw/TjauAeCylhI/AAAAAAAAAGk/JD-V8-t8DQk/s1600/prison.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EpBj-KOGvPw/TjauAeCylhI/AAAAAAAAAGk/JD-V8-t8DQk/s320/prison.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Officer is not amused either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Getting lost in airport terminals always seems to happen to my family and I. This time, I'm going to sit very diligently in front of my gate and wait till the time passes by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OP4sXE8SLD4/TjavrVK2beI/AAAAAAAAAGo/94T4PPaH5Zw/s1600/waiting.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OP4sXE8SLD4/TjavrVK2beI/AAAAAAAAAGo/94T4PPaH5Zw/s320/waiting.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's going to be a very unforgettable, haunting experience. I just hope I won't contract a disease in the airport. A disease that won't make me suddenly ravenous for human flesh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-62GVJpe-cPA/Tjayd0jYMmI/AAAAAAAAAGs/WUGDjIDBJlY/s1600/rugggggh.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-62GVJpe-cPA/Tjayd0jYMmI/AAAAAAAAAGs/WUGDjIDBJlY/s320/rugggggh.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6692764651651311605-5120225860074604215?l=dirtydirtysouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtydirtysouth.blogspot.com/feeds/5120225860074604215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dirtydirtysouth.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-never-gave-fuck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6692764651651311605/posts/default/5120225860074604215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6692764651651311605/posts/default/5120225860074604215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtydirtysouth.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-never-gave-fuck.html' title='flying by yourself'/><author><name>Can I change this?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09025969256759066946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zCqSSsK6-s0/Tjan8XfIjeI/AAAAAAAAAGY/qGKlS20lnEc/s72-c/airport.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
