<?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-5960030243617885099</id><updated>2011-07-08T03:52:23.561-07:00</updated><category term='10th Grade'/><category term='Parties'/><category term='Summer 2009'/><category term='Family'/><category term='&apos;09 California Vacation'/><category term='Blog Memes'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Summer 2010'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='School Art Shows'/><category term='Summer 2009 Move'/><category term='The Holiday Season'/><category term='9th Grade'/><category term='Food and Drink'/><category term='Movie Reviews (Watched on DVD)'/><category term='College'/><category term='Manga'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='Nature and Enviroment'/><category term='Shopping'/><category term='News and Media'/><category term='Top 10 Lists'/><category term='Middle School'/><category term='Mobile Posts'/><category term='&apos;10 California Vacation'/><category term='Health'/><category term='High School'/><category term='School'/><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Book Review'/><category term='Independence Day'/><category term='TV'/><category term='Anime/Manga'/><category term='&apos;08 California Vacation'/><category term='Aloha Fridays'/><category term='8th Grade'/><category term='Top 10 Tuesdays'/><category term='Movie Reviews (Seen in Theaters)'/><category term='Pets'/><category term='Video Games'/><category term='Clothes Hair Etc.'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Tributes'/><category term='La Strada dell&apos;Arte Festival'/><category term='Wordless Wednesday'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Art'/><category term='New Year&apos;s Resolutions'/><category term='Cosplay and Costumes'/><category term='Blogging'/><category term='Careers'/><category term='Anime Vegas Conventions'/><category term='Harvest Festival'/><category term='Movie Reviews'/><category term='Monthly Anime Vegas'/><category term='Yearly Anime Vegas'/><category term='Braces'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Sports'/><category term='Dreams'/><category term='Academics'/><category term='Summer 2011'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>Polychromic</title><subtitle type='html'>adj. [pol-ee-kroh-mik] having or exhibiting a variety of colors</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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>139</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-6910999046046174386</id><published>2011-05-29T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T09:40:23.123-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2011'/><title type='text'>Back Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello! It has been a long time since I have written here, it would appear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have been so busy with school, that I have been slacking off on other websites besides blogger! Now that summer is approaching, though, I have kind of decided that I will make this my blog for summer... Since I rarely seem to have time to post here the rest of the year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Speaking of summer, I get out of school on June 9th. This year has been really crazy, to put it simply. I had a lot of homework and projects and I have met a lot of new people. It is easy for me to say that I am looking forward to summer, so that I can just be quiet in my room, drink tea, and be alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll gradually try to post more here! Also, I changed the layout (it kind of matches the one I have on Tumblr). Out with the old, in with the new.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-6910999046046174386?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/6910999046046174386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=6910999046046174386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/6910999046046174386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/6910999046046174386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2011/05/back-again.html' title='Back Again'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-6595680529013070571</id><published>2010-08-27T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T15:42:07.862-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10th Grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Busy with Summer Homework</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, sorry I haven't posted in over&amp;nbsp;two weeks. I've been working like crazy on my summer assignment for art (and reading that book for English)... I really hope I'll be able to get them finished in time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, since I haven't had time to post on &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; blog&amp;nbsp;(because, you know me, I post long, gramattically correct, properly formatted posts on here) I finally gave in and got&amp;nbsp;a Tumblr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm not abandonning this blog, of course, but Tumblr is just a little easier to post on when I'm super-busy and pressed for time (like I am right now). It's just my little place to post photos, songs, and videos... Nothing too long or drawn out, like I do on here. I'll be posting here more frequently when things settle down a little bit... But until then, here's the link to my new Tumblr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wakeupmary.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;http://wakeupmary.tumblr.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-6595680529013070571?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/6595680529013070571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=6595680529013070571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/6595680529013070571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/6595680529013070571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/08/busy-with-summer-homework.html' title='Busy with Summer Homework'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-1191142513670408630</id><published>2010-08-11T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T20:14:25.210-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>The Past Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, I know I haven't posted in an entire week. Sorry about that. Allow me to give you a quick recap of my past week:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Saturday, I saw my friend Shara for the first time in a while, and we caught up and went to the Star Trek Convention at the Hilton together. I also spent the night at her house that night, and we watched Star Trek IV (which is &lt;em&gt;hilarious&lt;/em&gt;). Also, a few days ago, my dad finally finished work on my laptop! So, I've mostly just been surfing the web lately. (Oh, and today I had a close call with a virus. Ugh.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's about it, I guess...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh! Shae got home today, so very soon, Shae, Shara and I are going to have a fantastic night of awesome. We're going to go see Inception together (Shara and I have seen it, but want to see it again; Shae hasn't seen it yet but really wants to), possibly rent and watch Pulp Fiction (none of us have ever seen it), and engage in other sorts of tomfoolery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, there's really nothing much else interesting to talk about... So, until later, farewell!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-1191142513670408630?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/1191142513670408630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=1191142513670408630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/1191142513670408630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/1191142513670408630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/08/past-week.html' title='The Past Week'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-8443682057688156844</id><published>2010-08-04T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T19:44:53.745-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9th Grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Memes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday #13: Dance Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #800040; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TFojjG1jm_I/AAAAAAAAAks/8KpVuPrbDP0/s1600/013.1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TFojjG1jm_I/AAAAAAAAAks/8KpVuPrbDP0/s400/013.1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TFoj1R6llOI/AAAAAAAAAk0/LsvYQkLNTUY/s1600/013.2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TFoj1R6llOI/AAAAAAAAAk0/LsvYQkLNTUY/s400/013.2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photo #1 (Left to Right):&lt;/strong&gt; Natasha W., Meghan O., Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photo #2 (Left to Right):&lt;/strong&gt; Meghan O., Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wordless Wednesday, or WW, is when bloggers post a single photograph that requires no description or caption. A picture says 1,000 words. &lt;a href="http://wordlesswednesday.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Click here to visit the official Wordless Wednesday website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-8443682057688156844?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/8443682057688156844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=8443682057688156844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/8443682057688156844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/8443682057688156844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/08/wordless-wednesday-13-dance-class.html' title='Wordless Wednesday #13: Dance Class'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TFojjG1jm_I/AAAAAAAAAks/8KpVuPrbDP0/s72-c/013.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-2200561324899609414</id><published>2010-08-01T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T23:53:50.867-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food and Drink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature and Enviroment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;10 California Vacation'/><title type='text'>Camping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, I went camping at Morro Bay, and now I'm back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was pretty fun. Unfortunately, I don't have any photos yet, because my mom forgot the digital camera at home, so we bought and used a couple disposable ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think the best part was when I went with my Uncle Jim and my cousin Kenny down by the water. We were climbing over rocks, and we were catching tiny little crabs from cracks in the rocks. We also saw some hermit crabs and &lt;em&gt;a lot&lt;/em&gt; of snails... Anyway, while this was the best part, I will say right now: the worst part was last night, when I went to go brush my teeth. I was keeping my toothbrush in one of those little plastic travel tubes, and when I opened up the tube, a pincher bug fell out. (I. Hate. Bugs.) It was about three quarters of an inch long... Ugh. Disgusting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We also went into town at one point. It was nice... We walked along the docks near all the shops. At one point we stopped to pet this fat little kitty, Morris (it was wearing&amp;nbsp;a collar and name tag), that was just relaxing by the water. I also got to eat some fish and chips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have so much to do now that I'm back... I have to read that book for English, do my entire summer assignment for art class, and also, the Star Trek convention is coming up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm getting pretty exhausted, so I'm going to go. I'll try to post photos from my trip later... Until then, see ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-2200561324899609414?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/2200561324899609414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=2200561324899609414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/2200561324899609414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/2200561324899609414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/08/camping.html' title='Camping'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-2138926104520997633</id><published>2010-07-28T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T21:28:18.120-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Memes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday #12: They see me rollin'.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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;img border="0" bx="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TFEDAyyd8jI/AAAAAAAAAkk/AeZ3huSqH9w/s400/12.1.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wordless Wednesday, or WW, is when bloggers post a single photograph that requires no description or caption. A picture says 1,000 words. &lt;a href="http://wordlesswednesday.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Click here to visit the official Wordless Wednesday website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-2138926104520997633?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/2138926104520997633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=2138926104520997633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/2138926104520997633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/2138926104520997633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/07/wordless-wednesday-12-they-see-me.html' title='Wordless Wednesday #12: They see me rollin&apos;.'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TFEDAyyd8jI/AAAAAAAAAkk/AeZ3huSqH9w/s72-c/12.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-4968016650468596113</id><published>2010-07-22T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T23:03:34.778-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Memes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aloha Fridays'/><title type='text'>Aloha Friday #10: Time Travel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://islandlife808.com/memes/aloha-friday-144/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAiU7UY6X9I/AAAAAAAAAaI/F_R-G8PAHUM/s320/Aloha+Friday!.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The blog &lt;a href="http://islandlife808.com/" target="blank"&gt;An Island Life&lt;/a&gt; chronicles a mother's life in Hawaii. On it, she started a blog phenomenon called "Aloha Friday." She writes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;In Hawaii, Aloha Friday is the day that we take it easy and look forward to the weekend. So I thought that on Fridays I would take it easy on posting, too. Therefore, I’ll ask a simple question for you to answer. Nothing that requires a lengthy response."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll join in the fun, along with the 100+ people posting their questions. Well, I love music... Who doesn't? I have listened to the same radio station every morning on my way to school since the 1st grade (I'm going into 10th grade this year). I also&amp;nbsp;adore classical music.&amp;nbsp;So, my question today is simple:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you had to choose any past era to go back and live in, what era/time period&amp;nbsp;yould you choose?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's my Aloha Friday question! Feel free to write as long or as short of a response as you want in the comments of this post, and be sure to click the picture above to read An Island Life's latest installment of Aloha Friday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-4968016650468596113?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/4968016650468596113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=4968016650468596113&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/4968016650468596113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/4968016650468596113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/07/aloha-friday-10-time-travel.html' title='Aloha Friday #10: Time Travel'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAiU7UY6X9I/AAAAAAAAAaI/F_R-G8PAHUM/s72-c/Aloha+Friday!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-7782696057514465496</id><published>2010-07-22T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T01:30:25.121-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Braces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10th Grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;10 California Vacation'/><title type='text'>Features, Reading, and To-do Lists</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TEgA737R2-I/AAAAAAAAAkM/l-v-XhJ98gs/s1600/sunflower2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TEgA737R2-I/AAAAAAAAAkM/l-v-XhJ98gs/s200/sunflower2.jpg" width="168" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello! Sorry it's been a few days... Seeing as how it's summer and all, nothing terribly noteworth has happened since Sunday, anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, I have updated a few things here on my blog... For example, at the bottom of this post and every other one, you will now find five little buttons in a row: one to e-mail the post, one to blog about it on &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;Blogger&lt;/a&gt;, one to tweet it on &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;, one to share it on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;, and one to share it on &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/buzz"&gt;Google Buzz&lt;/a&gt;. Another little update is that I have added an &lt;a href="http://polychromic.blogspot.com/p/about-me_19.html"&gt;About Me page&lt;/a&gt; that you can now access in in the sidebar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TEgBAr-LNwI/AAAAAAAAAkU/0TLLUer0sjc/s1600/hbpcover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TEgBAr-LNwI/AAAAAAAAAkU/0TLLUer0sjc/s200/hbpcover.jpg" width="132" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Moving on. Seeing as how the first part of the final Harry Potter movie comes out in November, I started reading the 6th book a night or two ago... You see, I only read up until the 5th book. I finished it around the time I was starting middle school. I didn't continue on for two reasons: 1. They were starting to get rather long, drawn out, and grim. 2. Entering middle school, I was soon going to be much more busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, the point is here that I intend to finish the 6th and 7th books before November. Unfortunately, I also have to read The Lord of the Flies for English class this summer, which, from what I understand, is terribly boring... Oh well. I'd rather not fail the quiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TEgBEr-hAHI/AAAAAAAAAkc/KkD_KJl4-ks/s1600/Mandalay+Bay+Pool+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TEgBEr-hAHI/AAAAAAAAAkc/KkD_KJl4-ks/s200/Mandalay+Bay+Pool+1.jpg" width="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have so much to do before we leave for the family camping trip on the 30th... I would really appreciate a haircut, because I am starting to look like some sort of lion with an unkempt mane. I also need to clear out the disorderly corner of my bedroom where my new&amp;nbsp;desk will soon go, so that I will have a proper place for my laptop. I should probably also buy a swim suit, because I might possibly be spending a day at the &lt;a href="http://mandalaybay.com/"&gt;Mandalay Bay&lt;/a&gt; pool with my friends. I agreed to an art trade on &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/"&gt;deviantART&lt;/a&gt; I'd like to complete... My friend Monica and I have discussed possible plans for hanging out at the mall, and to top it all off, there's a very good chance that I'll be getting my braces off on the 26th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ugh... So much to do in eight days. Oh well, I suppose I'll just have to give it my&amp;nbsp;best effort.&amp;nbsp;I should probably be well rested so that I can get some stuff done tomorrow, so good night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Photo #1: &lt;em&gt;A beautiful sunflower... They remind me of summer.&lt;/em&gt; Photo #2: &lt;em&gt;The book cover of&lt;/em&gt; Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince &lt;em&gt;by J.K. Rowling&lt;/em&gt;. Photo #3: &lt;em&gt;The enormous pool at the Mandalay Bay hotel and casino.&lt;/em&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/5960030243617885099-7782696057514465496?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/7782696057514465496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=7782696057514465496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/7782696057514465496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/7782696057514465496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/07/features-reading-and-to-do-lists.html' title='Features, Reading, and To-do Lists'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TEgA737R2-I/AAAAAAAAAkM/l-v-XhJ98gs/s72-c/sunflower2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-3825255635768351860</id><published>2010-07-18T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T21:11:05.066-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;10 California Vacation'/><title type='text'>Laptop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TEPQHCPx3vI/AAAAAAAAAjw/v3GFzTS_Zn8/s1600/LAPTOP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="178" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TEPQHCPx3vI/AAAAAAAAAjw/v3GFzTS_Zn8/s200/LAPTOP.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, you heard me right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After almost five years of waiting, I am &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; getting a laptop! My dad ordered it for me today! It's going to be so great. It will be dark purple, with a built-in webcam and a backlit keyboard...&amp;nbsp;I'm even going to get a&amp;nbsp;wireless mouse, just like I've always wanted! I am so excited! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part, though? I will &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; get to play Sims 3. I'm going to buy&amp;nbsp;the game&amp;nbsp;A.S.A.P. I can barely contain my excitement. Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, ahem, moving on. As I have &lt;a href="http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/07/back-home.html"&gt;mentioned before&lt;/a&gt;, there is a family camping trip coming up on the 30th, at Morro Bay (in California). My mother has now told me that we're probably going, so I'm very happy right now! We will be having to buy a new tent, however... But I think it will be fun going tent-shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, this is a short post... Oh well. I might post again later tonight. Until then, see ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-3825255635768351860?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/3825255635768351860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=3825255635768351860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/3825255635768351860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/3825255635768351860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/07/laptop.html' title='Laptop'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TEPQHCPx3vI/AAAAAAAAAjw/v3GFzTS_Zn8/s72-c/LAPTOP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-3946502738976979086</id><published>2010-07-15T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T00:31:42.537-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>An Interesting Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TD_ZiQ6VjKI/AAAAAAAAAi4/_Yt57frtlh8/s1600/%402.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="141" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TD_ZiQ6VjKI/AAAAAAAAAi4/_Yt57frtlh8/s200/%402.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had a rather strange dream&amp;nbsp;last night...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;For some reason, a bunch of kids from my school and I were all at this weird gathering. There were a few adults there that&amp;nbsp;I didn't recognize... We were all in this kind of big cafeteria/gym with a bunch of tables and chairs. Then, for some reason, one of the adults (a man in&amp;nbsp;a suit that looked kind of like some sort of television host) had us put together tables and sit in groups separated by religious beliefs. (I&amp;nbsp;know, weird.)&amp;nbsp;There was one group&amp;nbsp;of a religion I had not heard of (for some reason, their emblem was the @ sign), and just for curiosity's sake I suppose, I sat with them. I did not recognize any of the people&amp;nbsp;in this group, but I sat and listened to what they had to say nonetheless. One boy explained what the group believed in, and I don't remember the specifics, but I remember thinking that the group was not at all what I thought it was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TD_YeJwXYxI/AAAAAAAAAiw/9Ie_305E7p0/s1600/Atheism7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="181" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TD_YeJwXYxI/AAAAAAAAAiw/9Ie_305E7p0/s200/Atheism7.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When the boy was finished speaking, a few people at the table stood up, including me, and we took our chairs and walked over to the table where all the Atheists sat. I saw a few of my friends there... About six or seven. To make room for myself and the others moving to this table, I pushed another table against the Atheists' table, then took a seat. I began to smile and make cheerful conversation with those at the table (that was not at all related to Atheism)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;And that's when&amp;nbsp;I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TD_agfF_HuI/AAAAAAAAAjI/CzIyMejclAs/s1600/Coexist4.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="146" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TD_agfF_HuI/AAAAAAAAAjI/CzIyMejclAs/s200/Coexist4.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes, I am an Atheist, just for the record. I have been for a good year or two.&amp;nbsp;I had never really thought much about religion, but when the people around me began discussing it, it wasn't exactly what I believed in, so I decided that I was an Atheist. Then,&amp;nbsp;I realized that I wasn't alone, that being an atheist wasn't necessarily a bad thing,&amp;nbsp;and I began to meet more and more people who felt the same way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those of you reading this who are thinking about commenting, please remember this: If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all. Being an Atheist does not mean I hate people of religion or that I think they're fools. I have many religious friends,&amp;nbsp;and I believe that Atheism and religion can coexist without trying to destroy each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway. &lt;em&gt;Moving on&lt;/em&gt;.&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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TD_aXZXmAZI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Ba0t5FULgPA/s1600/20s_01.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="170" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TD_aXZXmAZI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Ba0t5FULgPA/s200/20s_01.bmp" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love the 1920's... Just the style back then. It was great. I might be a flapper for Halloween this year... (No, I am &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; too old to dress up. Be quiet.) I really want to have a big, fun Halloween party, but the thing is, Halloween is a week before my birthday (which is November 8th)... So would I be having two parties that close to each other? I don't know... But I've always wanted a Halloween party. I mean, I suppose I could always combine the two, but... I don't know. I would rather celebrate my Sweet 16th and Halloween separately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, well... There isn't really much else to talk about right now, so I suppose I'll be going. See ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Photo #1: &lt;em&gt;The @ sign, the symbol of one of the religions in my dream.&lt;/em&gt; Photo #2: &lt;em&gt;One of many symbols for Atheism.&lt;/em&gt; Photo #3: &lt;em&gt;The word "coexist" created using symbols for (in order) Islam, Wicca, science, Judaism, Buddhism, Taoism, and Christianity.&lt;/em&gt; Photo #4: &lt;em&gt;A beautiful 20's style dress.&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;a href="http://coquette.blogs.com/coquette/2007/06/jovovich-hawk-f.html"&gt;source&lt;/a&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/5960030243617885099-3946502738976979086?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/3946502738976979086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=3946502738976979086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/3946502738976979086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/3946502738976979086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/07/interesting-dream.html' title='An Interesting Dream'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TD_ZiQ6VjKI/AAAAAAAAAi4/_Yt57frtlh8/s72-c/%402.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-9159743856423994621</id><published>2010-07-14T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T16:25:23.970-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Passing Strange Book Trailer (For a Contest!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey! If you read my blog, you probably heard me mention that I've been filming a book trailer for a contest. Well, it's all finished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the Generation Dead series (&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Generation-Dead-Daniel-Waters/dp/B0025VL966/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1279163793&amp;amp;sr=1-3"&gt;Generation Dead&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Generation-Dead-Kiss-Daniel-Waters/dp/1423109244/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1279163814&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Kiss of Life&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Generation-Dead-Passing-Daniel-Waters/dp/1423121996/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1279163758&amp;amp;sr=1-3"&gt;Passing Strange&lt;/a&gt;), and when I heard about the contest on &lt;a href="http://danielwaters.com/"&gt;the author's blog&lt;/a&gt;, I got really excited... My friend Nat, who is also a fan of the series, agreed to star in my trailer. So, here's my entry! Wish me luck! (&lt;a href="http://www.girlslife.com/post/2010/06/10/passing-strange-contest.aspx"&gt;Here's&amp;nbsp;a link to the official contest page.&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="332" width="410"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2JyTNHrLVzU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2JyTNHrLVzU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="410" height="332"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-9159743856423994621?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/9159743856423994621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=9159743856423994621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/9159743856423994621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/9159743856423994621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/07/passing-strange-book-trailer-for_14.html' title='Passing Strange Book Trailer (For a Contest!)'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-5704773662981255814</id><published>2010-07-14T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T20:24:16.570-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Memes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday #11: My Finished Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TD5m3gBTAKI/AAAAAAAAAig/1CMpwt0izAI/s400/Painting+01.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wordless Wednesday, or WW, is when bloggers post a single photograph that requires no description or caption. A picture says 1,000 words. &lt;a href="http://wordlesswednesday.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Click here to visit the official Wordless Wednesday website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-5704773662981255814?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/5704773662981255814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=5704773662981255814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/5704773662981255814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/5704773662981255814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/07/wordless-wednesday-11-my-finished-work.html' title='Wordless Wednesday #11: My Finished Work'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TD5m3gBTAKI/AAAAAAAAAig/1CMpwt0izAI/s72-c/Painting+01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-4040403168836439486</id><published>2010-07-14T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T20:24:16.572-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food and Drink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;10 California Vacation'/><title type='text'>Welcome Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TD5kj9oS1yI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NrQlCewzvwc/s1600/50th-anniversary-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TD5kj9oS1yI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NrQlCewzvwc/s200/50th-anniversary-1.jpg" width="166" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, I got home from California on Monday night. it was pretty fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent Thursday driving up there (about an 8 to 10 hour drive). On Friday, we visited with family, and we also went to the JC Penny at the mall so that I could get something to wear to the party. On Saturday, we went to the party for my grandparents' 50th anniversary, which was really a lot of fun. Everybody liked my painting, and at one point, they clapped for me. On Sunday, we visited with family some more, and we (my brother, my mom, my grandparents, my aunt, my cousin, and I) all went out to dinner at Applebee's. Overall, it was a pretty fun little vacation, even if it was kind of short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TD5lONJeU3I/AAAAAAAAAiY/4a5NrjHx-Lg/s1600/MorroBay2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TD5lONJeU3I/AAAAAAAAAiY/4a5NrjHx-Lg/s200/MorroBay2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The annual family camping trip is the end of this month, but my family isn't sure if we can go yet... After all, we would have to buy a new tent, supplies, etc. I really hope we can go, because it's at Morro Bay, which is a beautiful place. I love it there, but I've only been camping there a few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's see... It's summer, so there's really not that much else to talk about here. I guess I'll Just be going now... Oh, and by the way, for today's Wordless Wednesday post, I will be posting a photograph of the finished portrait that I have&amp;nbsp;been talking about for weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Picture #1: &lt;em&gt;Happy Golden Anniversary, Grandma and Grandpa!&lt;/em&gt; Picture #2: &lt;em&gt;The beautiful Morro Bay State Park campgrounds.&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/john/2628073641/"&gt;source&lt;/a&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/5960030243617885099-4040403168836439486?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/4040403168836439486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=4040403168836439486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/4040403168836439486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/4040403168836439486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/07/back-home.html' title='Welcome Home'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TD5kj9oS1yI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NrQlCewzvwc/s72-c/50th-anniversary-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-2631143928750261288</id><published>2010-07-08T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T10:07:24.391-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food and Drink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;10 California Vacation'/><title type='text'>Road Trip!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is going to be an extremely short post, as I am kind of in a bit of a rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In about a half-hour or so, I will be leaving for Modesto, California on a 10-hour-long drive. I can't wait to see the sights and have all that time to relax... It's going to be great. I hope that we (my mom, my brother, and I) get to eat at adiner, even a chain one like Denny's. (I don't know why, but when I'm on a road trip, I love to eat at diners like that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I might post while I'm there if I have time... We'll have to see. I'll definitely post when I get back, though... So, goodbye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-2631143928750261288?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/2631143928750261288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=2631143928750261288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/2631143928750261288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/2631143928750261288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/07/road-trip.html' title='Road Trip!!!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-5599325978715468462</id><published>2010-07-06T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T02:34:51.402-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;10 California Vacation'/><title type='text'>Plans, Wizards, and Long Drives</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TDL3XpPgqVI/AAAAAAAAAiA/Z_LBqSijTI0/s1600/Movie_HarryPotterAndThePrisonerOfAzkaban.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TDL3XpPgqVI/AAAAAAAAAiA/Z_LBqSijTI0/s200/Movie_HarryPotterAndThePrisonerOfAzkaban.jpg" width="135" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In &lt;a href="http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/07/working-hard-or-hardly-working.html"&gt;my last post&lt;/a&gt;, I told you all about my master plan&amp;nbsp;to squeeze in everything I want to get done in before Thursday&amp;nbsp;(when I'm leaving for California). I am happy to&amp;nbsp;say that everything is going along smoothly so far. I don't feel nearly as stressed out now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, last night, I watched my favorite movie from the Harry Potter series: &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0304141/"&gt;The Prisoner of Azkaban&lt;/a&gt; (the 3rd one). I like the storyline in that one... Maybe I also like it because Gary Oldman is in it, or because my two favorite characters (Remus Lupin and Sirius Black) are in it. I don't know. But it was fun watching it after not having seen it in a while. I might even post a movie review of it sometime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TDL392DItCI/AAAAAAAAAiI/ne3eWtB01ao/s1600/modestoarch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TDL392DItCI/AAAAAAAAAiI/ne3eWtB01ao/s200/modestoarch.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, on Thursday morning (around 9 or 10 AM), I'll be leaving for Modesto, California. It's about a 10 hour drive... I don't know why, but I love really long road trips. I guess I just like seeing the sights, maybe? Not entirely sure. It's going to be my mother, my older brother, and I. We bought this cool cord for the car so I can play my iPod, so this time I don't even have to bring a huge CD case!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those of you reading this (if any), what do &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; do on long roadtrips? Also, do you have any suggestions for stuff&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; should do? Because on long road trips, I mostly listen to music and stare out the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm going to be getting to bed... Good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Photo 1: &lt;em&gt;The official movie poster for Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban (2004). &lt;/em&gt;Photo 2: &lt;em&gt;The Modesto, California arch.&lt;/em&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/5960030243617885099-5599325978715468462?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/5599325978715468462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=5599325978715468462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/5599325978715468462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/5599325978715468462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/07/plans-wizards-and-long-drives.html' title='Plans, Wizards, and Long Drives'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TDL3XpPgqVI/AAAAAAAAAiA/Z_LBqSijTI0/s72-c/Movie_HarryPotterAndThePrisonerOfAzkaban.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-5211054974131115386</id><published>2010-07-04T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T01:52:42.926-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food and Drink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Working Hard or Hardly Working</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TDBG-9ZK5EI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/TOhRtsMiDiw/s1600/birthday10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TDBG-9ZK5EI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/TOhRtsMiDiw/s200/birthday10.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At the moment, I am focusing on the latter, and I am enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a fun (yet exhausting) day... I went to Old Navy and bought some nice new clothes (including a pair of pajama pants with a pattern of little to-go coffee cups!), and then to Borders for books and a birthday present for my friend Lanae. After Borders, I went straight to Lanae's party and had a grand old time... We played Duck, Duck, Goose and Red Rover out in the street for a while. We also just sat around talking, and I met two nice girls who just graduated this year who are into art, and we're now friends on &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/"&gt;deviantART&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TDBHUYU_esI/AAAAAAAAAhY/PDqA6e5htXU/s1600/independence-day-7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TDBHUYU_esI/AAAAAAAAAhY/PDqA6e5htXU/s200/independence-day-7.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;However, now it's time to really crack down and get to work. I have it all planned out now... Tomorrow (or, since it's past midnight, I suppose it's today) I'll be going out to &lt;a href="http://www.aliantecasinohotel.com/"&gt;Aliante Station&lt;/a&gt; for fireworks, dinner, and a movie with my parents and my brother. I will also work on the portrait I am doing (mostly the sections of my grandfather's sut and my grandmother's blouse and necklace). On the 5th, I will spend the day painting, focusing on the section of my grandmother's face and head... The 6th will be the same, only I will be painting my grandfather's face and head, at which point the entire portrait will be completed with sufficient time to dry (about 36 hours, I'd say; oil paint dries very slowly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TDBHtYj4efI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nQw09naGOxg/s1600/Pac-Man.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TDBHtYj4efI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nQw09naGOxg/s200/Pac-Man.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now, if by some miracle I do finish the portrait by then, I will invite my friend Natalie to come over to my house on the 7th to hang out and do me a favor by starring in a book trailer I am filming and editting for &lt;a href="http://www.girlslife.com/post/2010/06/10/passing-strange-contest.aspx"&gt;a contest&lt;/a&gt;... We just might even bake a cake, and probably make it look like Pac-Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let's just hope that my master plan goes along smoothly, rather than accidentally swerving and running off a cliff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TDBHxYBzKVI/AAAAAAAAAho/cwM_nryX_R4/s1600/PS3+slim.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="188" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TDBHxYBzKVI/AAAAAAAAAho/cwM_nryX_R4/s200/PS3+slim.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In other hopes, I have been looking lately for a new game to play for the PS3... The problem is, it seems about 75% of the games out for the PS3 are fighting games (which I'm not very good at) or shooting games (which I also suck at, but I don't really like them anyway). Right now, all I have for the PS3 are &lt;a href="http://ps3.ign.com/objects/142/14273490.html"&gt;Batman: Arkham Asylum&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://ps3.ign.com/objects/902/902203.html"&gt;Eternal Sonata&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://ps3.ign.com/objects/856/856680.html"&gt;LittleBigPlanet&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://ps3.ign.com/objects/142/14283664.html"&gt;Trivial Pursuit&lt;/a&gt; (which is only fun with two or more people).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TDBIbiEhUUI/AAAAAAAAAh4/ssMnBfcbT9I/s1600/Toy+Story+3+game+PS3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TDBIbiEhUUI/AAAAAAAAAh4/ssMnBfcbT9I/s200/Toy+Story+3+game+PS3.jpg" width="174" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The &lt;a href="http://ps3.ign.com/objects/061/061766.html"&gt;Toy Story 3 game&lt;/a&gt; has gotten good reviews, but I doubt that mmy parents would buy it for me... I never really ask for them to buy me video games, though. Mainly books, clothes, and art supplies (lots and &lt;em&gt;lots&lt;/em&gt; of art supplies). I have a couple things to look forward to, though: the release of &lt;a href="http://ps3.ign.com/objects/019/019675.html"&gt;LittleBigPlanet 2&lt;/a&gt; in November 2010, and the release of &lt;a href="http://ps3.ign.com/objects/055/055050.html"&gt;Batman: Arkham Asylum 2&lt;/a&gt; in 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(By the way, in case you were not aware: the reason I am focusing on the PS3 system is not because I don't have any other systems, but because &lt;a href="http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/11/birthdays-greek-myths-and-english.html"&gt;for my 15th birthday I got a PS3 for my room&lt;/a&gt;... My family is usually using the TV in the living room with all the other systems.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&amp;nbsp;I should probably be getting to bed soon. Good night, and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Independence&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Photo 1:&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Lanae's birthday party was awesome! (Her actual birthday is the 4th of&amp;nbsp;July, though.)&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Photo 2:&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Happy Independence&amp;nbsp;Day, everybody.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Photo 3:&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Pac-Man certainly does look like a&amp;nbsp;cake, doesn't he?&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Photo 4:&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;The PS3 Slim; the same kind I have in my room.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Photo 5: &lt;em&gt;Toy Story 3: The Video Game.&lt;/em&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/5960030243617885099-5211054974131115386?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/5211054974131115386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=5211054974131115386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/5211054974131115386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/5211054974131115386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/07/working-hard-or-hardly-working.html' title='Working Hard or Hardly Working'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TDBG-9ZK5EI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/TOhRtsMiDiw/s72-c/birthday10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-2189162803680026776</id><published>2010-07-01T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T16:08:26.891-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Richard Cory (a poem)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;by Edwin Arlington Robinson (1869–1935)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;W&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;HENEVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Richard Cory went down town, &lt;br /&gt;We people on the pavement looked at him: &lt;br /&gt;He was a gentleman from sole to crown, &lt;br /&gt;Clean favored, and imperially slim. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he was always quietly arrayed,&lt;br /&gt;And he was always human when he talked; &lt;br /&gt;But still he fluttered pulses when he said, &lt;br /&gt;“Good-morning,” and he glittered when he walked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he was rich,—yes, richer than a king,— &lt;br /&gt;And admirably schooled in every grace:&lt;br /&gt;In fine, we thought that he was everything &lt;br /&gt;To make us wish that we were in his place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on we worked, and waited for the light, &lt;br /&gt;And went without the meat, and cursed the bread; &lt;br /&gt;And Richard Cory, one calm summer night,&lt;br /&gt;Went home and put a bullet through his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.bartleby.com/271/95.html"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A poem my friend posted a link to (she said she had read it in English class)... I just thought it was interesting and had a strong message.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-2189162803680026776?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/2189162803680026776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=2189162803680026776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/2189162803680026776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/2189162803680026776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/07/richard-cory-poem.html' title='Richard Cory (a poem)'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-5456702933408435058</id><published>2010-07-01T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T03:01:12.730-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food and Drink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10th Grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>My Busy Schedule, Gluttony, and Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TCxkAC64YQI/AAAAAAAAAgo/Z9c2o-Pu51s/s1600/independence-day-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="156" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TCxkAC64YQI/AAAAAAAAAgo/Z9c2o-Pu51s/s200/independence-day-1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, I have a lot on my plate right now, it seems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I (still) have to paint that portrait of my grandparents, I have to film &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; edit a book trailer for a contest, I really should work on my 7-part summer assignment for art, Independence Day is coming up, and I just got invited to my friend's 16th birthday party on the night of the 3rd. To put the metaphorical cherry on top, my mom just moved the day we're leaving for California from the 9th&amp;nbsp;to the 8th, which means that I have to finish the portrait sometime around the night of the 6th. (Oil paint takes quite a while to dry.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TCxkLZbngYI/AAAAAAAAAgw/zqvAn_oaE1A/s1600/gluttony2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="159" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TCxkLZbngYI/AAAAAAAAAgw/zqvAn_oaE1A/s200/gluttony2.jpg" width="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wish that there were more hours in the day, but&amp;nbsp;I'm afraid&amp;nbsp;that won't be happening any time soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since summer started, I've been eating like crazy... Candy, cake, hot pockets, granola bars, burgers,&amp;nbsp;ice cream; you name it. I'm not sure if it's because I'm (for some unknown reason) more hungry or just that I have more free time to eat... I don't know, but&amp;nbsp;it's a good thing I haven't seemed to gain any weight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TCxkxG4rSAI/AAAAAAAAAg4/NHgFygSqwr8/s1600/french+easel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TCxkxG4rSAI/AAAAAAAAAg4/NHgFygSqwr8/s200/french+easel.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway, now that I'm really starting on this portrait, I've been thinking of possible places to work. Just about every artist can agree on a few requirements for&amp;nbsp;the workplace: it has to be a low-traffic area, that's quiet (unless you like music playing while you work), with places to set down supplies (such as a table or something, and obviously, it has to be comfortable (so the floor is out). I've previously painted in the large entryway, which I didn't like because of all the people passing by and all the noise. (Plus, it was an easy-access area for my two nosey little cats.)&amp;nbsp;This time, I'm going to try to talk my parents into&amp;nbsp;letting me use the guest&amp;nbsp;room.&amp;nbsp;I can set up my French easel by the vanity (which I can put supplies on), plus it has a bench almost exactly like the ones we use in art class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TCxk2YHfXrI/AAAAAAAAAhI/RD8QphQJ2dI/s1600/artstudio2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TCxk2YHfXrI/AAAAAAAAAhI/RD8QphQJ2dI/s200/artstudio2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Someday, I'll have a dream studio...&amp;nbsp;Lots of tables, chairs, shelves and drawers, a good-quality stereo with a remote for playing my music, an air purifier (so I won't get headaches&amp;nbsp;around the paint and chemical&amp;nbsp;fumes anymore). I might even hire that assistant I always talk about... Somebody to hand me things, and when I'm done, clean my brushes and other supplies. Yes, if I had this kind of studio, I think that I'd hardly ever leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, enough of my rambling. I should be getting to bed soon, I suppose... Good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Photo 1: &lt;em&gt;Independence Day (A.K.A. the 4th of July) is right around the corner...&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;a href="http://drdivaphd.wordpress.com/2009/07/04/independence-day-part-1-of-3-exercising-your-independence-careers/"&gt;picture source&lt;/a&gt;) Photo 2: &lt;em&gt;Gluttony is one of the seven deadly sins, so I'm probably in trouble.&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;a href="http://cat573.vox.com/library/photo/6a00e398a64b68000100e398b8d80d0005.html"&gt;picture source&lt;/a&gt;) Photo 3: &lt;em&gt;One of the unique things about a French easel is that it has a pull-out drawer for supplies.&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;a href="http://myfrencheasel.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-to-set-up-your-french-easel-on-your.html"&gt;picture source&lt;/a&gt;) Photo 4: &lt;em&gt;A beautiful art studio.&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;a href="http://inthewishstudio.blogspot.com/2008/08/she-dreams-of-art-studio-spaces-part-1.html"&gt;picture source&lt;/a&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/5960030243617885099-5456702933408435058?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/5456702933408435058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=5456702933408435058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/5456702933408435058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/5456702933408435058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/07/busy-summer.html' title='My Busy Schedule, Gluttony, and Dreams'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TCxkAC64YQI/AAAAAAAAAgo/Z9c2o-Pu51s/s72-c/independence-day-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-526771449910001606</id><published>2010-07-01T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T01:45:58.634-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews (Seen in Theaters)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews'/><title type='text'>Movie Review- The Twilight Saga: Eclipse</title><content type='html'>I went to see this movie today, so here's my review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TCxTXebuTyI/AAAAAAAAAgg/DLI8l-0vZYQ/s1600/Movie_TwilightSagaEclipse_2.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TCxTXebuTyI/AAAAAAAAAgg/DLI8l-0vZYQ/s200/Movie_TwilightSagaEclipse_2.bmp" width="135" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The&amp;nbsp;Twilight Saga: Eclipse&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;(6.30.10) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffff33;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kristen Stewart, Robert Pattinson, Taylor Lautner&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Now, I know that The Twilight Saga has been getting a lot of people worked up lately... Either out of hate or out of joyful obsession. However, I'm not going to review this movie as either of those parties, but rather review it as&amp;nbsp;an ordinary moviegoer.&amp;nbsp;(I have, however, read all four books.) This was an alright movie. The action sequences were really cool. However, the cheesy teen romance might have been a &lt;em&gt;tiny&lt;/em&gt; bit excessive, but all those parts were in the book, so what can ya do? I think they did a pretty good job going from book to movie... They didn't seem to leave out too much. Now, if you liked the other movies (but haven't read the books), you'll probably like this one the best. If you &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt; read the books, I imagine you'll be pleased with the film. I liked it, and I&amp;nbsp;certainly better than the previous two movies (&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1099212/"&gt;Twilight&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1259571/"&gt;New Moon&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-526771449910001606?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/526771449910001606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=526771449910001606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/526771449910001606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/526771449910001606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/07/movie-review-twilight-saga-eclipse.html' title='Movie Review- The Twilight Saga: Eclipse'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TCxTXebuTyI/AAAAAAAAAgg/DLI8l-0vZYQ/s72-c/Movie_TwilightSagaEclipse_2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-4754020716617129171</id><published>2010-06-30T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T22:49:46.949-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9th Grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Memes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday #10: Copying Paintings II</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TCwrJukh6sI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/VTN2Qj9KvF8/s1600/010.1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="231" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TCwrJukh6sI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/VTN2Qj9KvF8/s400/010.1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TCwrOyMZueI/AAAAAAAAAgY/ljSQaKe8QD0/s1600/010.2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="193" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TCwrOyMZueI/AAAAAAAAAgY/ljSQaKe8QD0/s400/010.2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;CLICK THE PICTURES TO ENLARGE.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1st Photograph courtesy of &lt;a href="http://frisbeedogz.deviantart.com/"&gt;Frisbeedogz&lt;/a&gt;. (I'm towards the far left, in the white dress, next to the girl in yellow.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Painting:&lt;/strong&gt; "The School of Athens" (detail) by Raphael&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wordless Wednesday, or WW, is when bloggers post a single photograph that requires no description or caption. A picture says 1,000 words. &lt;a href="http://wordlesswednesday.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Click here to visit the official Wordless Wednesday website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-4754020716617129171?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/4754020716617129171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=4754020716617129171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/4754020716617129171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/4754020716617129171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/06/wordless-wednesday-10-copying-paintings_30.html' title='Wordless Wednesday #10: Copying Paintings II'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TCwrJukh6sI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/VTN2Qj9KvF8/s72-c/010.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-2485325145060808918</id><published>2010-06-27T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T03:27:17.712-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food and Drink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10th Grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>My Train (Wreck) of Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TCckAu0yLQI/AAAAAAAAAe4/HPazA3kNvyg/s1600/future_is_bright.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TCckAu0yLQI/AAAAAAAAAe4/HPazA3kNvyg/s200/future_is_bright.jpg" width="168" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's really quite amazing how I can get so happy thinking about the future... About being able to drive, about going to college and&amp;nbsp;being on my own... I've been talking with&amp;nbsp;a couple close&amp;nbsp;friends lately about all the cool things we'll do together in just a few years, and it makes me feel so excited and hopeful. I can't wait to graduate high school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TCcmPC2J5hI/AAAAAAAAAfY/kw6pK_IIzNU/s1600/Stress+Reduction+Kit.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TCcmPC2J5hI/AAAAAAAAAfY/kw6pK_IIzNU/s200/Stress+Reduction+Kit.gif" width="165" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But then, I come back down to Earth and start thinking about things that will be going on in just a few months... Like school. In just a couple months, I will once again be losing sleep, stressing out, waking up in the morning with a sob, wanting to pull my hair out, and teetering on the edge of failure. I hate school so much now. I wish there was a "get out of school free" card in life, but alas, there is not. (Not without dropping out and&amp;nbsp;feeling like&amp;nbsp;a failure, anyhow. I would enjoy a &lt;em&gt;somewhat&lt;/em&gt; promising future, if you don't mind terribly.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TCckO8AC6qI/AAAAAAAAAfI/hcXAaRoBLoc/s1600/shut_up.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TCckO8AC6qI/AAAAAAAAAfI/hcXAaRoBLoc/s200/shut_up.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at me, complaining. There may very well&amp;nbsp;be people reading this who want to say "Oh yeah? Well &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; _______________, so stop complaining, you have it &lt;em&gt;easy!&lt;/em&gt;"&amp;nbsp;Then again,&amp;nbsp;I seem to be&amp;nbsp;getting that a lot&amp;nbsp;nowadays, so what else is new? Although I know that there are people out there with terrible lives that would make me look like Paris Hilton, I hate it when I'm seeking comfort or motivation,&amp;nbsp;even just a hug,&amp;nbsp;and instead all I get is "suck it up, we should focus on me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Alright, alright... I'll&amp;nbsp;be quiet&amp;nbsp;and try to find something less depressing to talk about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TCck1vpvzLI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/pkRLcIUEOVM/s1600/50th-anniversary-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TCck1vpvzLI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/pkRLcIUEOVM/s200/50th-anniversary-2.jpg" width="166" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;So, I have a lot going on in the next couple of weeks... I'm going to be filming and editing a book trailer for a contest, I'm going to be working like a dog to complete that portrait of my grandparents for their 50th anniversary, I'll be going to the &lt;em&gt;party&lt;/em&gt; for their anniversary (which is&amp;nbsp;in California, 10 hours from here),&amp;nbsp;and... Oh God. I feel like I'm forgetting something. This can't possibly be good at all. Oh well, I'll remember it eventually. (Maybe.) I probably won't be able to actually take a deep breath and relax until the 11th, when I will be getting home from my granparents' party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Well,&amp;nbsp;I think that's enbough rambling for&amp;nbsp;one night... Good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Photo #1: &lt;em&gt;The future is bright.&lt;/em&gt; Photo #2: &lt;em&gt;Hmmm... Sounds like a pretty decent plan.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Photo #3: &lt;em&gt;Yes sir, Mr. T, sir...&lt;/em&gt; Photo #4: &lt;em&gt;The 50th anniversary is the golden anniversary.&lt;/em&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/5960030243617885099-2485325145060808918?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/2485325145060808918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=2485325145060808918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/2485325145060808918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/2485325145060808918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-train-wreck-of-thought.html' title='My Train (Wreck) of Thought'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TCckAu0yLQI/AAAAAAAAAe4/HPazA3kNvyg/s72-c/future_is_bright.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-3819527277835158828</id><published>2010-06-24T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T21:32:22.122-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Memes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aloha Fridays'/><title type='text'>Aloha Friday #9: Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://islandlife808.com/memes/aloha-friday-140/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAiU7UY6X9I/AAAAAAAAAaI/F_R-G8PAHUM/s320/Aloha+Friday!.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The blog &lt;a href="http://islandlife808.com/" target="blank"&gt;An Island Life&lt;/a&gt; chronicles a mother's life in Hawaii. On it, she started a blog phenomenon called "Aloha Friday." She writes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;In Hawaii, Aloha Friday is the day that we take it easy and look forward to the weekend. So I thought that on Fridays I would take it easy on posting, too. Therefore, I’ll ask a simple question for you to answer. Nothing that requires a lengthy response."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll join in the fun, along with the 100+ people posting their questions. Well, I love music... Who doesn't? I have listened to the same radio station every morning on my way to school since the 1st grade (I'm going into 10th grade this year). I also&amp;nbsp;adore classical music.&amp;nbsp;So, my question today is simple:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is/are your favorite song(s) or artist(s)? Do you like classical music (if so, who)?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Answer:&lt;/strong&gt; I like Hallelujah by Leonard Cohen, Don't Want to Miss a Thing by Aerosmith, Alone by Heart, Fat Bottomed Girls by Queen, Don't Stop Me Now by Queen, and Total Eclipse of the Heart by Bonnie Tyler. And I love classical music, especially Chopin and Beethoven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's my Aloha Friday question! Feel free to write as long or as short of a response as you want in the comments of this post, and be sure to click the picture above to read An Island Life's latest installment of Aloha Friday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-3819527277835158828?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/3819527277835158828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=3819527277835158828&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/3819527277835158828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/3819527277835158828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/06/aloha-friday-9-music.html' title='Aloha Friday #9: Music'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAiU7UY6X9I/AAAAAAAAAaI/F_R-G8PAHUM/s72-c/Aloha+Friday!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-2940963142163234727</id><published>2010-06-23T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T01:19:36.942-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9th Grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Memes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday #9: Copying Paintings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #800040; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TCGu2uh3fuI/AAAAAAAAAeg/s2Udq_6mw00/s320/009.1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TCGvXapdNMI/AAAAAAAAAew/zOXrhydJaAU/s320/009.3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People in Photo:&lt;/strong&gt; Sierra (in background), Justin (painter), Hayley (green skirt), Mary (me, white dress), Jenaveve (gray skirt), Diana (brown coat)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Painting:&lt;/strong&gt; Las Meninas (detail) by Diego Velazquez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wordless Wednesday, or WW, is when bloggers post a single photograph that requires no description or caption. A picture says 1,000 words. &lt;a href="http://wordlesswednesday.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Click here to visit the official Wordless Wednesday website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-2940963142163234727?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/2940963142163234727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=2940963142163234727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/2940963142163234727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/2940963142163234727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/06/wordless-wednesday-9-copying-paintings.html' title='Wordless Wednesday #9: Copying Paintings'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TCGu2uh3fuI/AAAAAAAAAeg/s2Udq_6mw00/s72-c/009.1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-1847137959490360729</id><published>2010-06-21T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T22:04:01.566-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Memes'/><title type='text'>MyType Personality Type (Test Results)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I took the &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#!/MyType"&gt;MyType personality test&lt;/a&gt;, and these were my results... Sounds accurate for the most part, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are: The Executive (ENTJ)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENTJs take charge quickly and deal directly with problems, especially in situations that involve confusion and inefficiency. They provide structure to the organizations to which they belong and design strategies to accomplish their personal and organizational goals. They develop broad, action-oriented plans, and supply the necessary energy and momentum to see that these plans are accomplished. ENTJs are "take charge" people who organize their own, and others', external environments. They do not take "no" for an answer; instead, they use their resources to find a way to meet the challenge. They are at their best in using their analytical and strategic thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are clearly an Extrovert&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You scored 96% in the direction of Extraversion, which means you are clearly an Extrovert. People who are clearly Extroverts are naturally active and social people. They spend lots of time outwardly expressing themselves through conversation, collaboration, or recreation. They draw energy from this sort of interaction and quickly grow restless if they have to spend too much time alone or not engaged in some sort of activity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are clearly an iNtuitive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You scored 93% in the direction of iNtuition, which means you are clearly an iNtuitive. People who are clearly iNtuitives are so focused on the "big picture" that they often overlook the details. Because of this, some people may see them as absent-minded. But don't be fooled: these iNtuitives quickly notice underlying patterns, hidden relationships and ironies that others miss. They enjoy considering the ways people or ideas are connected and are constantly thinking about the future, particularly how to change it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are clearly a Thinker&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You scored 78% in the direction of Thinking, which means you are clearly a Thinker. People who are clearly Thinkers are tough, objective, and calculating. They do not let emotions get in the way of reason or cloud their judgment. They seek and express the truth, however ugly it may be. Their words are precise, direct, and sometimes critical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are a Judger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You scored 39% in the direction of Judging, which means you are a Judger. Judgers like to keep track of things so that they're not caught off-guard or unprepared, and for the same reason tend not to leave a decision up in the air or an issue unresolved. While they appreciate flexibility, even a little spontaneity, they're most comfortable when they're in control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-1847137959490360729?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/1847137959490360729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=1847137959490360729&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/1847137959490360729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/1847137959490360729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/06/mytype-personality-type-test-results.html' title='MyType Personality Type (Test Results)'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-43448095433074421</id><published>2010-06-21T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T20:06:40.728-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews (Seen in Theaters)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews'/><title type='text'>Movie Review- Toy Story 3 (3D)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went to see this with &lt;a href="http://awesomeriffic-coolcakes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kimberly&lt;/a&gt; on Saturday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TCAnL8neIKI/AAAAAAAAAeY/0j-ON1e1i-o/s1600/Movie_ToyStory3_4.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ru="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TCAnL8neIKI/AAAAAAAAAeY/0j-ON1e1i-o/s200/Movie_ToyStory3_4.bmp" width="141" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Toy Story 3 (3D)&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;(6.18.10) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffff33;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tom Hanks, Tim Allen, Joan Cusack, Don Rickles, Wallace Shawn, John Ratzenberger, Estelle Harris, Michael Keaton&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I really liked this movie! It was fun and entertaining, and it definitely isn't &lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt; for kids. The 3D was pretty cool,&amp;nbsp;the comedy was clever, and the plot was really exciting. They did interesting things with the characters, and there weren't any characters that were just kind of there. It was also really touching and kind of sad; it really does remind you of being a kid. (I find it funny how people of all ages are talking about really wanting to see this movie, especially people my age. It's probably because teenagers now are likely to have watched the other two movies when &lt;em&gt;they&lt;/em&gt; were kids.) Anyway, if you haven't seen it yet... Go see it. Seriously. (It's the &lt;a href="http://www.metacritic.com/film/highscores.shtml"&gt;31st highest rated movie&lt;/a&gt; of all time on &lt;a href="http://www.metacritic.com/"&gt;Metacritic&lt;/a&gt;!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-43448095433074421?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/43448095433074421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=43448095433074421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/43448095433074421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/43448095433074421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/06/movie-review-toy-story-3-3d.html' title='Movie Review- Toy Story 3 (3D)'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TCAnL8neIKI/AAAAAAAAAeY/0j-ON1e1i-o/s72-c/Movie_ToyStory3_4.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-5718600675030366236</id><published>2010-06-20T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T21:22:21.288-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Braces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10th Grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Commercials Have Good Taste</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, guess what I did? Yup, that's right. I went to &lt;a href="http://www.gatorade.com/default.aspx#home"&gt;Gatorade's official website&lt;/a&gt; and downloaded the song from their latest commercial... I don't know why, but I really love the song. (It's called Gatorade Has Evolved and it's performed by Kermit Quinn.) It's just really uplifting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object height="322" width="410"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xYgFjBDoHNA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xYgFjBDoHNA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="410" height="322"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love songs from commercials. Some of the best music on my iPod came from commercials I saw... Such as Stole My Heart by Little and Ashley (from &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nYUVpjrzvXc"&gt;an Amazon&amp;nbsp;Kindle commercial&lt;/a&gt;) and Major Tom by Shiny Toy Guns (from &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r_gXXv0M2fE"&gt;a 2010 Lincoln MKZ commercial&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TB7nVDQI4oI/AAAAAAAAAd4/cv4ihC0TGvE/s1600/Tubes2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TB7nVDQI4oI/AAAAAAAAAd4/cv4ihC0TGvE/s200/Tubes2.gif" width="173" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But enough about commercials. (This isn't a TV commercial blog, after all.) I've actually (kinda) started on the portrait I'm doing for my grandparents. (I just drew the grid on the canvas, actually...)&amp;nbsp;I need to have it done by around July 7th or 8th, I think. I need new paintbrushes, though... The ones I bought got all smashed, and they shed all over my paintings. I know a better kind to buy now, though, so let's hope these next ones work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TB7nkzntDjI/AAAAAAAAAeA/H9aajDefYyg/s1600/Trophy3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TB7nkzntDjI/AAAAAAAAAeA/H9aajDefYyg/s200/Trophy3.jpg" width="161" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've decided to enter a couple contests, to give myself something to do... One is an art contest, the other is a film-making contest. It should keep me occupied for a couple days. Then again, I also have to work on that portrait, as well as reading that book for English class and doing that summer assignment for art class... This kind of sucks. It's summer, yet I am still plagued with work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TB7noyUiPBI/AAAAAAAAAeI/8Md4E6Hf7O0/s1600/Pool4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TB7noyUiPBI/AAAAAAAAAeI/8Md4E6Hf7O0/s200/Pool4.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, I'm going to be needing a new swimsuit, I suppose. My old swimsuit doesn't fit anymore... Fortunately, though, I saw a swimsuit I really liked in a magazine. It's really inexpensive, and it's sold at &lt;a href="http://wetseal.com/"&gt;Wet Seal&lt;/a&gt;. There are only a couple of problems though... 1) The only Wet Seal stores I know of are&amp;nbsp;kind of&amp;nbsp;far away. 2) I'm broke as joke, and I don't know if my mom would agree to buy it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. It's not as if I have a pool, or anything... (My mom and I really wanted to find a house with a pool when we were looking at houses last summer, but my dad said it would be too expensive to maintain.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TB7nud7G8nI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/vL_Trs5dhSM/s1600/typing2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="154" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TB7nud7G8nI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/vL_Trs5dhSM/s200/typing2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, I promised my mom and my brother that I wouldn't be on the computer all night, and I don't want to be a hypocrite. (When I ask &lt;em&gt;them&lt;/em&gt; to get off the computer, they usually take a couple of &lt;em&gt;hours&lt;/em&gt;, in which case I usually yell at them, and they usually&amp;nbsp;use some lame excuse that has nothing to do with my complaint. Of course, they deny doing this when I bring it up later and insist that it's somehow my fault.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you later, and enjoy summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I'm going to the orthodontist tomorrow... I'm getting my braces off soon. Yay! And yet, at the same time... Not yay. (I've heard getting them off is the most painful part of the whole process.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-5718600675030366236?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/5718600675030366236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=5718600675030366236&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/5718600675030366236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/5718600675030366236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/06/commercials-have-good-taste.html' title='Commercials Have Good Taste'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TB7nVDQI4oI/AAAAAAAAAd4/cv4ihC0TGvE/s72-c/Tubes2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-3524607880545765632</id><published>2010-06-15T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T20:06:19.998-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews (Seen in Theaters)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews'/><title type='text'>Movie Review- Karate Kid, Iron Man 2, How to Train Your Dragon, Avatar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A few movies I've seen recently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBWoVYEgF-I/AAAAAAAAAcg/-polTGsqubw/s1600/Movie_TheKarateKid.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBWoVYEgF-I/AAAAAAAAAcg/-polTGsqubw/s200/Movie_TheKarateKid.jpg" width="135" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Karate Kid&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;(6.11.10) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffff33;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jaden Smith, Jackie Chan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I really loved this movie, and not just because Jaden Smith is adorable (honey, I shrunk the Will Smith). It actually surprised me in many ways. The story was really compelling, and the actors' performances were all amazing. The fight scenes were exciting, and people in the theater were actually clapping as if they were watching it in person. Jackie Chan did an excellent job playing the teacher; I think his character was my favorite in this movie. I kind of want to go see this movie again before it leaves theaters...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBWocK9SPOI/AAAAAAAAAco/FOT6uF8eJ2U/s1600/Movie_IronMan2_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBWocK9SPOI/AAAAAAAAAco/FOT6uF8eJ2U/s200/Movie_IronMan2_2.jpg" width="135" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iron Man 2&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;(5.7.10) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffff33;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Robert Downey Jr., Gwyneth Paltrow, Mickey Rourke, Scarlett Johansson, Don Cheadle, Samuel L. Jackson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's hard to say whether or not this one was better than the first one... I loved the first one, and I still do, but this movie was very different plot-wise, so it's almost like comparing apples&amp;nbsp;to oranges, in a way. However, I do know that it wasn't as good as I thought it would be. If there's one thing that bugs me about a movie, it's when it's anticlimactic. I'm one for big, dramatic, flashy endings... But the final battle in this was short and forgettable. However, I did truly enjoy the rest of the movie, and I'm glad I got the chance to see it in theaters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBWohWeZJVI/AAAAAAAAAcw/azde9HJE00Y/s1600/Movie_HowToTrainYourDragon_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBWohWeZJVI/AAAAAAAAAcw/azde9HJE00Y/s200/Movie_HowToTrainYourDragon_2.jpg" width="134" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to Train Your Dragon&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;(3.26.10) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffff33;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jay Baruchel, Gerard Butler, Craig Ferguson, America Ferrera, Jonah Hill&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This movie was &lt;em&gt;a lot&lt;/em&gt; different than I thought it would be. I expected it to be just another heartwarming, family-fun type of movie (that I was mostly drawn to because of my childhood love of dragons). When I went to see it, however, it was so much more than that. It had a really strong message that most family movies don't really put out there. It was dramatic and uplifting, and I really enjoyed it... Plus, the 3D was so amazing in some of the scenes where Hiccup (the main character) is flying on the back of Toothless (the dragon he trains), it feels like one of those "4D" rides at an amusement park. In the end of the movie, though, something happens that these kind of movies almost never do, so I've got to hand it to them. This is definitely a movie you should go see, regardless of your age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBWolB9CKxI/AAAAAAAAAc4/EnZhnfkLBBU/s1600/Movie_AvatarJamesCameron.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBWolB9CKxI/AAAAAAAAAc4/EnZhnfkLBBU/s200/Movie_AvatarJamesCameron.jpg" width="135" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Avatar&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;(12.18.09) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffff33;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sam Worthington, Zoe Saldana&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This has become an extremely historic movie, for so many reasons... But most memorably, it has become the highest grossing film of all time. I know a lot of people make fun of the fact that it just slightly altered the plots of &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0099348/"&gt;Dances with Wolves&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;or Disney's &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0114148/"&gt;Pocahontas&lt;/a&gt;, but I really like what they did with it. The whole movie (in theaters at least) kind of felt like a roller-coaster ride. It was exciting and suspenseful, and I knew that there were people in the theater in tears at certain parts. The special effects were so amazing... I remember seeing a preview and thinking that it would look like some cheesy video game, with unsynchronized lips and such, but when I saw it, I was blown away. I saw it a few times in theaters, but I have yet to watch the DVD. I thought it was a good movie, and it's definitely&amp;nbsp;worth watching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-3524607880545765632?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/3524607880545765632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=3524607880545765632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/3524607880545765632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/3524607880545765632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/06/movie-review-karate-kid-iron-man-2-how.html' title='Movie Review- Karate Kid, Iron Man 2, How to Train Your Dragon, Avatar'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBWoVYEgF-I/AAAAAAAAAcg/-polTGsqubw/s72-c/Movie_TheKarateKid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-4606563729960679536</id><published>2010-06-15T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T18:35:29.325-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Get Inspired</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is an awesome video! It's 40 inspirational speeches (from movies) compiled into&amp;nbsp;two minutes. You should watch it. Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object height="241" width="410"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d6wRkzCW5qI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d6wRkzCW5qI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="410" height="241"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRANSCRIPT:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shame on you. This could be the greatest night of our lives, but you're going to let it be the worst. And I guarantee a week won't go by in your life you won't regret walking out, letting them get the best of you. Well, I'm not going home. We've come too far! And I'm going to stay right here and fight for this lost cause. A day may come when the courage of men fails... but it is not THIS day. The line must be drawn HERE. This far, no further! I'm not saying it's going to be easy. You're going to work harder than you ever worked before. But that's fine, we'll just get tougher with it! If a person grits his teeth and shows real determination, failure is not an option. That's how winning is done! Believe me when I say we can break this army here, and win just one for the Gipper. But I say to you what every warrior has known since the beginning of time: you've got to get mad. I mean plum mad dog mean. If you would be free men, then you must fight to fulfill that promise! Let us cut out their living guts one inch at a time, and they will know what we can do! Let no man forget how menacing we are. We are lions! You're like a big bear, man! This is YOUR time! Seize the day, never surrender, victory or death... that's the Chicago Way! Who's with me? Clap! Clap! Don't let Tink die! Clap! Alright! Let's fly! And gentlemen in England now abed shall know my name is the Lord when I tell our enemies that they may take our lives, but they'll never take our Independence Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-4606563729960679536?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/4606563729960679536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=4606563729960679536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/4606563729960679536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/4606563729960679536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/06/get-inspired.html' title='Get Inspired'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-2588274498300499074</id><published>2010-06-15T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T02:21:03.441-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10th Grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Thinking Ahead</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBdEfIplQ6I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/R4gSK6NJ1tc/s1600/backpack_mine2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBdEfIplQ6I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/R4gSK6NJ1tc/s200/backpack_mine2.jpg" width="167" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, last night, I cleaned out my backpack and began putting new school supplies in it, for when I start my sophomore year in a couple months. I know it's pretty early, but I've been thinking so much about starting school again. There are a million new worries that I'll have...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First of all, I'll be starting normal P.E. (I took a dance class for my P.E. credit last year... Which I &lt;em&gt;hated&lt;/em&gt;.) I'll also be starting Algebra II/Trigonometry, which even&amp;nbsp;my Geometry teacher described as being a ridiculously difficult class that is likely to devour every ounce of&amp;nbsp;my free time. There are probably more reasons to fear being a sophomore, but it is likely that I have successfully blocked them mentally. (However, I will probably remember them later tonight, flinch, and then worry some more.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBdEpJyRXcI/AAAAAAAAAdY/nzM9lwaBQ8Y/s1600/Graduation3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="178" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBdEpJyRXcI/AAAAAAAAAdY/nzM9lwaBQ8Y/s200/Graduation3.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've also been thinking about my friends... Nearly everybody I eat lunch with are in the grade above mine, so what am I going to do when I'm a senior? I wonder if I'll get to go to their graduation and say goodbye to all of them... I don't know. It just seems like it's really gonna suck, you know? There I go again, worrying about something that won't be a problem for a few more years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBdEu64EgaI/AAAAAAAAAdg/UlLEyPDZTS0/s1600/Brushes2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="146" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBdEu64EgaI/AAAAAAAAAdg/UlLEyPDZTS0/s200/Brushes2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, anyway, although it's summer, it appears that I still have things to stress over... I have to finish this 18" by 14" portrait of my grandparents for their 50th anniversary by the beginning of July, and I haven't even started it. Plus, my parents have been telling me that I need to help clean/organize the house... To top it all off, I have recently been informed by my&amp;nbsp;family that we have been having a problem with scorpions finding their way into the house, so I'm extremely paranoid. I also have to clear out all the old junk from my closet... This is proving to be a very&amp;nbsp;busy vacation thus far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, I should probably go finish reorganizing my bedroom and get to bed. I woke up at 4:30 P.M. today... And even &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; think that that's a little late. Even though I have been getting plenty of sleep lately, I just can't seem to bring myself to get out of bed. Maybe I'm about to go into a thousand-year sleep or something... I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, good night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Photo 1: &lt;em&gt;This is my backpack... I've used it for the past year, and I think I'll probably be using for another year.&lt;/em&gt; Photo 2: &lt;em&gt;Graduating can be both a happy and sad time...&lt;/em&gt; Photo 3: &lt;em&gt;I really need to start on that portrait.&lt;/em&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/5960030243617885099-2588274498300499074?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/2588274498300499074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=2588274498300499074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/2588274498300499074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/2588274498300499074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/06/thinking-ahead.html' title='Thinking Ahead'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBdEfIplQ6I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/R4gSK6NJ1tc/s72-c/backpack_mine2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-7709827887945821374</id><published>2010-06-13T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T20:06:20.000-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews (Watched on DVD)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews'/><title type='text'>Movie Review- Immortal Beloved</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I rented this movie a few weeks ago, and I just bought it recently. I love it, so, here's a review of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBWwjGnZAgI/AAAAAAAAAdA/8xZaHxQK0wU/s1600/Movie_ImmortalBeloved.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBWwjGnZAgI/AAAAAAAAAdA/8xZaHxQK0wU/s200/Movie_ImmortalBeloved.jpg" width="135" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Immortal Beloved&lt;/strong&gt; (1.6.95) &lt;span style="color: #ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*****&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gary Oldman&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I absolutely adored this; it&amp;nbsp;may&amp;nbsp;be my new&amp;nbsp;favorite movie. Gary Oldman, who was Dracula in Bram Stoker's Dracula (also a movie I love), plays Beethoven, and he does an amazing job.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, the plot of the film is that Beethoven has just died, and in his will, he leaves everything he owns to his "Immortal Beloved." However, everybody thought he was just some lonely madman, so nobody knows who this is... So, Beethoven's secretary and friend, Schindler, takes it upon himself to find this woman. He goes around talking to people and learning all about Beethoven's past and his love life, and there are many flashbacks.&lt;br /&gt;This movie was funny, sad, dramatic, and exciting, as well as romantic. The actors were all excellent, and the music was so beautiful, I want to get the soundtrack. It's rated R, though, because there is a very small amount of nudity, but there aren't really any sex scenes. I love this movie... So much so, that I'll give the trailer right here, just to try to convince you that it is worth watching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object height="323" width="410"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d2e5Siu8E1k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d2e5Siu8E1k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="410" height="323"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-7709827887945821374?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/7709827887945821374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=7709827887945821374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/7709827887945821374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/7709827887945821374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/06/movie-review-immortal-beloved.html' title='Movie Review- Immortal Beloved'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBWwjGnZAgI/AAAAAAAAAdA/8xZaHxQK0wU/s72-c/Movie_ImmortalBeloved.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-16168464127208020</id><published>2010-06-13T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T00:18:20.791-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Memes'/><title type='text'>My Favorite Names</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #800040; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBWBha1C1lI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ZiFC2FUp4xc/s1600/signMale.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="75" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBWBha1C1lI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ZiFC2FUp4xc/s200/signMale.bmp" width="75" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #86bfd7;"&gt;Boy Names:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vincent, Eric/Erik, Victor, Armand, Otis, Leonard, Laurence, Vladimir, Owen, Baret, Draven, Richard, James, Elliot, Oliver, Anthony, Kristoff, Solomon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBWBsdUM_HI/AAAAAAAAAcY/SPvNNBE8t3w/s1600/signFemale.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="75" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBWBsdUM_HI/AAAAAAAAAcY/SPvNNBE8t3w/s200/signFemale.bmp" width="75" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e58bb4;"&gt;Girl Names:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Emilia, Harmony, Iris, Erin, Eira, Ivory, Ebony, Erian, Millie, Anne, Harper, Nora, Alice, Brandy, Piper, Pearl, Sawyer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-16168464127208020?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/16168464127208020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=16168464127208020&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/16168464127208020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/16168464127208020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-favorite-names-male-and-female.html' title='My Favorite Names'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBWBha1C1lI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ZiFC2FUp4xc/s72-c/signMale.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-6366623744508243840</id><published>2010-06-12T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T18:28:54.595-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food and Drink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pets'/><title type='text'>Sleeping in</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBQk2tEt5dI/AAAAAAAAAcI/K2_UMfn712o/s1600/las+vegas+sunrise.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBQk2tEt5dI/AAAAAAAAAcI/K2_UMfn712o/s200/las+vegas+sunrise.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, last night I went to bed around 4:30 or 5 A.M. (about the time the sun started to rise), and today I woke up at 3:30 P.M. Don't you just love summer? 'Cause I sure do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, today, I might be going to a graduation party, but I haven't decided yet. On one hand, our internet has been having problems lately, and today, they just got fixed. On the other, I should probably stop laying around like a bowl of soup and get out of the house. I'm not sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lately, my mom has been waking me up by bringing our cat, Zorro, into my room to walk around my bed (and on me)&amp;nbsp;and plop down on it. He's still on my bed right now... I opened the blinds for him to let some sunlight in, and he's just sprawled out across my quilt and blankets, acting like he owns the place. It's quite cute, although I do feel the need to check on him every once in a while and make sure he hasn't eaten my houseplants (as he has been known to do before).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, I should probably go eat something, seeing as how I haven't eaten since about midnight. Just thought I would type up a short little post because I haven't posted in a while. See ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Photo:&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;A Las Vegas sunrise, right by The Strip.&lt;/em&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/5960030243617885099-6366623744508243840?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/6366623744508243840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=6366623744508243840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/6366623744508243840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/6366623744508243840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/06/sleeping-in.html' title='Sleeping in'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBQk2tEt5dI/AAAAAAAAAcI/K2_UMfn712o/s72-c/las+vegas+sunrise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-2863344799093291901</id><published>2010-06-10T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T21:10:03.264-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Memes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aloha Fridays'/><title type='text'>Aloha Friday #8: Gifts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://islandlife808.com/memes/aloha-friday-138/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAiU7UY6X9I/AAAAAAAAAaI/F_R-G8PAHUM/s320/Aloha+Friday!.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The blog &lt;a href="http://islandlife808.com/" target="blank"&gt;An Island Life&lt;/a&gt; chronicles a mother's life in Hawaii. On it, she started a blog phenomenon called "Aloha Friday." She writes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;In Hawaii, Aloha Friday is the day that we take it easy and look forward to the weekend. So I thought that on Fridays I would take it easy on posting, too. Therefore, I’ll ask a simple question for you to answer. Nothing that requires a lengthy response."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll join in the fun, along with the 100+ people posting their questions. For my grandparents' 50th anniversary this summer, I am painting them a portrait of the two of them. I will work hard, and I hope they like it. So, out of curiousity, I am asking you this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is one of the best presents you have ever gotten? Who was it from, and what was it for?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, that's my Aloha Friday question! Feel free to write as long or as short of a response as you want in the comments of this post, and be sure to click the picture above to read An Island Life's latest installment of Aloha Friday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-2863344799093291901?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/2863344799093291901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=2863344799093291901&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/2863344799093291901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/2863344799093291901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/06/aloha-friday-8-gifts.html' title='Aloha Friday #8: Gifts'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAiU7UY6X9I/AAAAAAAAAaI/F_R-G8PAHUM/s72-c/Aloha+Friday!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-305558108535626331</id><published>2010-06-09T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T02:28:55.474-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>It Doesn't Grow on Trees</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBBe2R3-oKI/AAAAAAAAAbw/LzZoQ3sNW9g/s1600/Louvre.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="128" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBBe2R3-oKI/AAAAAAAAAbw/LzZoQ3sNW9g/s200/Louvre.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As with most events in my life,&amp;nbsp;I cannot properly discuss this without mentioning art.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The art department at my school does a yearly trip, apparently... To Europe, to see some of the great art of the world. They have&amp;nbsp;been to many different locations&amp;nbsp;throughout Europe, and this time, they chose a trip package that the travel company calls "A Tale of Two Cities." It goes to London and Paris, each for four days. You go to all the famous art&amp;nbsp;museums there, including Paris' famous Louvre and the National Gallery in London. (There are also a few extra stops at famous landmarks, such as the Eiffel Tower, London's Buckingham Palace, and Paris' Pere la Chaise cemetery: final resting place of many famous artists and such, including the amazing Polish composer Frédéric Chopin.) The trip is during spring break of 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now, as I'm sure you can imagine, I &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; want to go. I would&amp;nbsp;give an arm and a leg. Unfortunately, I don't think an arm and a leg would cover the whole $4,000 cost of the trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBBhbstPgRI/AAAAAAAAAb4/RsMEqD6R79w/s1600/airplane2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBBhbstPgRI/AAAAAAAAAb4/RsMEqD6R79w/s200/airplane2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For this reason, I know I probably won't be able to go on the trip. It &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; terribly expensive, and you know what they say: money doesn't grow on trees. The thing is, though, next year will most likely be Ms Treat's (my art teacher and the trip organizer)&amp;nbsp;last year teaching, so this will probably also be the art department's last trip to Europe... So it's not as if I can just save up the money and go in my senior year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm going to be (hopefully) getting a job when I turn 16, and I'm &lt;em&gt;trying&lt;/em&gt; to think of other ways to produce funds until then... But, we'll just have to see how everything goes. If it turns out that I can't get a decent amount of money by the deadline, I don't want to bankrupt my family just so that I can have a week of amazement. I suppose I'll just have to wait and see.&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Que será será&lt;/em&gt;, and whatnot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBBhgVlCK0I/AAAAAAAAAcA/tNIp6S_LI14/s1600/HeatEgg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="146" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBBhgVlCK0I/AAAAAAAAAcA/tNIp6S_LI14/s200/HeatEgg.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In other not-so-exciting news, it's starting to get pretty hot here in Vegas, I'm bored out of my mind, and my hair seems to be getting wavier every day. I went to &lt;a href="http://www.partycity.com/"&gt;Party City&lt;/a&gt; today just for fun, and I bought a bunch of silly little things, including Batman and Iron man masks. I love Party City; it's&amp;nbsp;just full of fun, random little things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't really have anything else that interesting to tell. I'm going to be posting more movie reviews soon, just for the record.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, that's it. Later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Photo 1: &lt;em&gt;The Louvre, a famous art museum in Paris.&lt;/em&gt; Photo 2: &lt;em&gt;Taking off.&lt;/em&gt; Photo 3: &lt;em&gt;"It's so hot, you could fry an egg on&amp;nbsp;the sidewalk!"&lt;/em&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/5960030243617885099-305558108535626331?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/305558108535626331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=305558108535626331&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/305558108535626331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/305558108535626331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/06/it-doesnt-grow-on-trees.html' title='It Doesn&apos;t Grow on Trees'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TBBe2R3-oKI/AAAAAAAAAbw/LzZoQ3sNW9g/s72-c/Louvre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-3080427838824770381</id><published>2010-06-09T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T00:05:41.442-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Memes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday #8: Kim and I at the Adventuredome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TA8z22AGofI/AAAAAAAAAbo/1Z4ub4PVyKw/s640/File0001.jpg" width="132" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wordless Wednesday, or WW, is when bloggers post a single photograph that requires no description or caption. A picture says 1,000 words. &lt;a href="http://wordlesswednesday.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Click here to visit the official Wordless Wednesday website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-3080427838824770381?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/3080427838824770381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=3080427838824770381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/3080427838824770381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/3080427838824770381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/06/wordless-wednesday-8-kim-and-i-at.html' title='Wordless Wednesday #8: Kim and I at the Adventuredome'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TA8z22AGofI/AAAAAAAAAbo/1Z4ub4PVyKw/s72-c/File0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-2481534856403859773</id><published>2010-06-07T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T02:33:15.513-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food and Drink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Exhaustion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAy8ZFd87VI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/r_7nrRJSjsI/s1600/Texas+de+Brazil.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAy8ZFd87VI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/r_7nrRJSjsI/s200/Texas+de+Brazil.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am very exhausted, but I don't want to go to bed, so I suppose I'll type up a blog post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, June 6th, 2010 was my parents' 23rd anniversary. To celebrate, we went to &lt;a href="http://frys.com/"&gt;Fry's Electronics&lt;/a&gt;, a &lt;em&gt;giant&lt;/em&gt; store clear on the other side of town, full of DVD's, music, video games, computers... Basically, everything under the sun (that runs on electricity). The store is right next to &lt;a href="http://www.townsquarelasvegas.com/"&gt;Town Square mall&lt;/a&gt;, a large outdoor mall that is a popular hangout for locals of all ages. The mall houses a restaurant called &lt;a href="http://www.texasdebrazil.com/"&gt;Texas de Brazil&lt;/a&gt;, which is the amazing Brazilian steakhouse where we ate lunch... Basically, it's just a really fancy buffet. You start by eating food from the salad bar, and when you're ready, the waiters come around with these long skewers of meats, and you get to try whatever you want. They have sausage, lamb, sirloin, flank steak, chicken, pork... It was delicious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Afterwards, we went home, but Mom and I later went back out to Wal-Mart for cat food and various snacks and lunches to keep around the house for summer. (I bought a huge bag of pretzel M'n'M's... So I think&amp;nbsp;that my sugar fixation will&amp;nbsp;be satisfied for a while!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAy8iE0asxI/AAAAAAAAAbY/9R4fEIASVp0/s1600/Sleep_at_desk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="153" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAy8iE0asxI/AAAAAAAAAbY/9R4fEIASVp0/s200/Sleep_at_desk.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now, though, I'm just sitting around, doing nothing... It's a little past 2 A.M., my parents are in bed, my brother's all the way in Dallas, Texas, and I'm just sitting here, bored out of my mind. You may be wondering why I don't just go to bed, like every normal person would do... Well, my room is currently a mess, and I don't want to have to clean it up right now. There are&amp;nbsp;clothes all over my bed, my sheets are in&amp;nbsp;a tangled ball, and my floor is covered in pencils, paints, and papers. To top it all off, I'm starving, considering that all I've had to eat (since I went to the steakhouse at one in the afternoon) is half a tube of potato chips and a bowlful of M'n'M's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm really bad when it comes to feeding myself... I'm just too lazy. You see, if somebody burst in through that office door to my left right now and said "Mary, get off the computer and eat something," I would probably do so. However, at the moment, I feel as though I would much rather just sit here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAy8nGxsDYI/AAAAAAAAAbg/dTS3NuYGJcw/s1600/sleep+late.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAy8nGxsDYI/AAAAAAAAAbg/dTS3NuYGJcw/s200/sleep+late.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can hear my bed calling to me. It's cursing me out for being too lazy to clean it. I suppose I should do the responsible thing, then... Eat, change into my pajamas, brush my teeth, and clean. My back hurts just thinking about it, but I know that when my head hits the pillow, it will all be worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Good night, then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Photo 1: &lt;em&gt;The Las Vegas location of Texas de Brazil.&lt;/em&gt; Photo 2: &lt;em&gt;This looks so nice right about now...&lt;/em&gt; Photo 3: &lt;em&gt;Oh, don't you worry. I already plan to; I don't need a sign to order me around.&lt;/em&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/5960030243617885099-2481534856403859773?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/2481534856403859773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=2481534856403859773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/2481534856403859773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/2481534856403859773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/06/exhaustion.html' title='Exhaustion'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAy8ZFd87VI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/r_7nrRJSjsI/s72-c/Texas+de+Brazil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-6495554759114309825</id><published>2010-06-06T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T20:06:20.003-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews (Watched on DVD)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews'/><title type='text'>Movie Review- The Princess and the Frog, The Men Who Stare at Goats, Interview with the Vampire, Fantastic Mr. Fox</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, I've been doing quite a few trips to Blockbuster. Here are&amp;nbsp;some reviews for a few movies I've seen lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAwqwFc40AI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ejwyHzetnNM/s1600/Movie_ThePrincessAndTheFrog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAwqwFc40AI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ejwyHzetnNM/s200/Movie_ThePrincessAndTheFrog.jpg" width="128" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Princess and the Frog&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;(12.11.09) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffff33;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anika Noni Rose, Bruno Campos, Keith David, Oprah Winfrey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This was a pretty cute movie. As many have pointed out before, Disney hasn't been coming out with many films lately that follow its musical, animated tradition. This is a new twist on the classic fairytale, and I liked it! It was fun and entertaining, and the music was certainly good. The protagonists were likable, and the voice actors did a very good job. Overall, I loved it, and I certainly wouldn't mind buying the DVD to watch it again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAwq0fWldJI/AAAAAAAAAa4/YR-vQvY3E0s/s1600/Movie_TheMenWhoStareAtGoats.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAwq0fWldJI/AAAAAAAAAa4/YR-vQvY3E0s/s200/Movie_TheMenWhoStareAtGoats.jpg" width="135" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Men Who Stare at Goats&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;(11.06.09) &lt;span style="color: #ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;George Clooney, Jeff Bridges, Ewan McGregor, Kevin Spacey, Goat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This movie was... Interesting. I liked the idea of its plot about psychic warriors in the military. However, the plot wasn't exactly what I thought it was from watching the trailers, it wasn't terribly action-packed or exciting, and it was a bit anticlimactic. All this aside, it was also very funny, and it's unique; it isn't quite like other movies lately. I liked it, but it's not one of those movies that I'll consider a classic in five or ten years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAwq4zEtosI/AAAAAAAAAbA/MavR2gWWlQM/s1600/Movie_InterviewWithTheVampire.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAwq4zEtosI/AAAAAAAAAbA/MavR2gWWlQM/s200/Movie_InterviewWithTheVampire.jpg" width="135" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interview&amp;nbsp;with the Vampire: The Vampire Chronicles&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;(11.11.94) &lt;span style="color: #ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;****&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brad Pitt, Tom Cruise, Kirsten Dunst, Antonio Baderas, Christian Slater, Stephen Rea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This movie was pretty good. During the first 30 or 45 minutes or so, I thought it was really strange... But then, as things progressed, it started to make sense, and then I liked it. It's interesting; it's sad, scary, and touching, all at the same time. I think all the actors did a good job, especially Brad Pitt and Kirsten Dunst (she was so little). The ending was a bit strange, though, but I won't go into detail for those of you who passionately hate spoilers. Overall, I liked it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAwq9c_TMPI/AAAAAAAAAbI/GwC38nINllc/s1600/Movie_FantasticMrFox.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAwq9c_TMPI/AAAAAAAAAbI/GwC38nINllc/s200/Movie_FantasticMrFox.jpg" width="135" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fantastic Mr. Fox&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;(11.25.09) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffff33;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;George Clooney, Meryl Streep, Bill Murray, Jason Schwartzman&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I loved this movie! It wasn't just another stupid, "lets entertain the little kids" kind of movie. In fact, I think teenagers and adults would like this movie more than the little kids would. It's an interesting concept, and the puppets were so amazing and animated! If you have a Blu-Ray player, you should definitely watch this movie on it, because the art and puppets areso well-made and detailed that&amp;nbsp; they're even more breath-taking in HD. The voice actors all did really good jobs. Another thing I loved about this movie was the soundtrack, which had really unique music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-6495554759114309825?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/6495554759114309825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=6495554759114309825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/6495554759114309825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/6495554759114309825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/06/movie-review-princess-and-frog-men-who.html' title='Movie Review- The Princess and the Frog, The Men Who Stare at Goats, Interview with the Vampire, Fantastic Mr. Fox'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAwqwFc40AI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ejwyHzetnNM/s72-c/Movie_ThePrincessAndTheFrog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-2926145593380938670</id><published>2010-06-05T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T22:40:23.811-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food and Drink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Sweets, Trends, and Something Exciting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAswuuv649I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/-MMREhumXPY/s1600/Flowers1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAswuuv649I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/-MMREhumXPY/s200/Flowers1.jpg" width="186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Summer isn't quite as exciting as I had thought it would be. I mean, don't get me wrong, the lack of school is nice and all, but... I really don't know what I want anymore. First I thought that I wanted to hang out with my friends and go out and do stuff, but that sounds kind of exhausting. However, at the same time, I don't like just laying around here like a lump of guacamole either. (Do not mock my similes.) I'm not completely miserable or anything, though. Just... Bored, that's all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAsw3HwjkbI/AAAAAAAAAaY/nfyHVCjFBNo/s1600/Watercolors.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="142" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAsw3HwjkbI/AAAAAAAAAaY/nfyHVCjFBNo/s200/Watercolors.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I need an art project to do to take up my time... I have recently discovered the joy of watercolors, so perhaps I'll find a bunch of old drawings I never colored and watercolor them. For about six months or so, I've had these Talens brand watercolors that I bought at Michaels... They're pretty nice, but I never really used them much. I feel as though I have been neglecting them, so I suppose I'll start putting them to good use. The best part about them is that, because they're just water and pigment, they're super easy to clean up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAsw-Wc4ovI/AAAAAAAAAag/srlilsESxEk/s1600/Typing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="155" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAsw-Wc4ovI/AAAAAAAAAag/srlilsESxEk/s200/Typing.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And now for&amp;nbsp;a completely unrelated subject... Lately, a lot of&amp;nbsp;my friends have been getting a &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;Tumblr&lt;/a&gt;. It's basically the new &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;Blogger&lt;/a&gt;, from what I understand. Now, most people in my position would probably switch to Tumblr... But I've had this blog for so long, and I like it, you know? Plus, Tumblr just kind of seems like a combination of Blogger and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;. I've never really&amp;nbsp;quite understood the point of twitter... It's basically the same as updating your status on&amp;nbsp;a site like &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; or something, right? So why not&amp;nbsp;just get&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;Facebook, and do that?&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;don't&amp;nbsp;know, maybe I'm missing&amp;nbsp;something. Oh well... I'm&amp;nbsp;happy with what I've got now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAsxKb8DlkI/AAAAAAAAAao/RmY0TRaCl3o/s1600/PretzelM5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="153" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAsxKb8DlkI/AAAAAAAAAao/RmY0TRaCl3o/s200/PretzelM5.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Moving on. Lately, I've been eating a lot of candy and sweets. I mean, &lt;em&gt;a lot&lt;/em&gt;. Then again, I normally eat a lot anyway, I suppose... But I've been particularly obsessed with pretzel M'n'M's, Kit-Kat bars, and cake. Unfortunately, I seem to have run out of all three at the moment... I must buy more; my sanity depends on it! (By the way, if you haven't tried pretzel M'n'M's yet... &lt;em&gt;Do it&lt;/em&gt;. You won't be disappointed. From what I understand, however, they can be a bit tricky to find... I buy mine from my local Walgreens, but I've seen them a couple other places too.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've&amp;nbsp;been renting&amp;nbsp;quite a few movies lately, so I'll probably be putting up a movie review post sometime soon. Until then, farewell!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Photo 1: &lt;em&gt;Summertime is full of brightly colored flowers...&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;a href="http://flowerpic.blog26.fc2.com/blog-entry-210.html"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;) Photo 2: &lt;em&gt;Watercolor paints.&lt;/em&gt; Photo 3: &lt;em&gt;Typing away.&lt;/em&gt; Photo 4: &lt;em&gt;Pretzel M'n'M's... Just the sight of them makes my mouth water!&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.sugarpressure.com/2010/04/pretzel-mms.html"&gt;source&lt;/a&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/5960030243617885099-2926145593380938670?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/2926145593380938670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=2926145593380938670&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/2926145593380938670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/2926145593380938670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/06/something-exciting.html' title='Sweets, Trends, and Something Exciting'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAswuuv649I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/-MMREhumXPY/s72-c/Flowers1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-7315971003100334365</id><published>2010-06-03T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T23:53:45.172-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food and Drink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Memes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aloha Fridays'/><title type='text'>Aloha Friday #7: Keeping Cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://islandlife808.com/memes/aloha-friday-137/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAiU7UY6X9I/AAAAAAAAAaI/F_R-G8PAHUM/s320/Aloha+Friday!.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The blog &lt;a href="http://islandlife808.com/" target="blank"&gt;An Island Life&lt;/a&gt; chronicles a mother's life in Hawaii. On it, she started a blog phenomenon called "Aloha Friday." She writes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;In Hawaii, Aloha Friday is the day that we take it easy and look forward to the weekend. So I thought that on Fridays I would take it easy on posting, too. Therefore, I’ll ask a simple question for you to answer. Nothing that requires a lengthy response."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll join in the fun, along with the 100+ people posting their questions. Here in Las Vegas, things get pretty hot in the summer. To keep cool, I love to drink iced tea! So, here's my question for you:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What snack and/or drink is your favorite when dealing with the summer heat? If you don't have one, then what is a different method you use to keep cool?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, that's my Aloha Friday question! Feel free to write as long or as short of a response as you want in the comments of this post, and be sure to click the picture above to read An Island Life's latest installment of Aloha Friday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-7315971003100334365?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/7315971003100334365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=7315971003100334365&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/7315971003100334365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/7315971003100334365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/06/aloha-friday-7-keeping-cool.html' title='Aloha Friday #7: Keeping Cool'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAiU7UY6X9I/AAAAAAAAAaI/F_R-G8PAHUM/s72-c/Aloha+Friday!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-959303830285047880</id><published>2010-06-03T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T17:10:41.458-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>100 Strong, and Ready for Summer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAhBYiWzUbI/AAAAAAAAAZw/cpP4jzoCSik/s1600/100+POSTS!.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="196" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAhBYiWzUbI/AAAAAAAAAZw/cpP4jzoCSik/s200/100+POSTS!.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This officially my 100th post here on Polychromic. It's taken me a little over a year, but I've finally gotten there... And there's much more to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, yesterday was the last day of school... After school, I went to the &lt;a href="http://adventuredome.com/"&gt;Adventuredome&lt;/a&gt; with my friends Shae, Shara, Anne, and Kimberly! I had so much fun... It was definitely amazing. (We bought all-day passes, which at the Adventuredome, are little plastic bracelets that are impossible to remove without scissors. We're having a contest to see who can keep their bracelet on the longest, and the winner gets... Something. We said maybe the losers have to make something for them.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAhB2owsjvI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/9fwOboiFV1Y/s1600/SUMMER+YES!.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="178" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAhB2owsjvI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/9fwOboiFV1Y/s200/SUMMER+YES!.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now, it's officially summer. For some reason, I'm having a strange time accepting that fact... Maybe summer just seems like a bigger deal when you're younger? I don't know. I just still have the feeling like I have homework to do that's due in a couple of days, or something... I just need to relax, I suppose. Perhaps it will truly sink in when I go to California this summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, we have a summer assignment for art. We have to keep a sketchbook and draw in it, paint in it, tape or paste things down, etc. I also have to read The Lord of the Flies for English.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAhDg_NZxKI/AAAAAAAAAaA/_wIXeB7uOis/s1600/Suntea2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="166" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAhDg_NZxKI/AAAAAAAAAaA/_wIXeB7uOis/s200/Suntea2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hmmm... I feel like doing something wild. Like... Staying up until 4 A.M. drinking sun-tea and watching DVD's. Unfortunately, however, my older brother Chris (he's 21) is leaving for Dallas, Texas tonight for A-Kon, and he probably won't be back until the 7th. This means that I'll be the only one awake, which may or may not be fun... I guess we'll just have to see, now won't we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, I'm gonna go to Buffalo Wild Wings soon with my parents. I'm not entirely sure why because I haven't asked, but there's a 95% chance that it's to watch a Lakers game. Anyway, see ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Photo 1: &lt;em&gt;100 posts, and still goin'!&lt;/em&gt; Photo 2: &lt;em&gt;"Oh my God, it's summer! YES!!"&lt;/em&gt; Photo 3: &lt;em&gt;Mmm, sun tea...&lt;/em&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/5960030243617885099-959303830285047880?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/959303830285047880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=959303830285047880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/959303830285047880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/959303830285047880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/06/100-strong-and-ready-for-summer.html' title='100 Strong, and Ready for Summer!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAhBYiWzUbI/AAAAAAAAAZw/cpP4jzoCSik/s72-c/100+POSTS!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-4919325912937299479</id><published>2010-05-29T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T20:19:56.938-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><title type='text'>Howdy, Neighbor!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, one of my best friends, Kimberly&amp;nbsp;(who I have known since elementary school), just started a blog! Hooray! Why don't you pay her a visit at&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://awesomeriffic-coolcakes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Awesomeriffic Coolcakes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAHUxrEm2EI/AAAAAAAAAZo/wFyOcA8v1gU/s1600/CoolCakes2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAHUxrEm2EI/AAAAAAAAAZo/wFyOcA8v1gU/s320/CoolCakes2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-4919325912937299479?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/4919325912937299479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=4919325912937299479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/4919325912937299479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/4919325912937299479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/05/howdy-neighbor.html' title='Howdy, Neighbor!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAHUxrEm2EI/AAAAAAAAAZo/wFyOcA8v1gU/s72-c/CoolCakes2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-8174486967800212749</id><published>2010-05-29T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T17:01:45.768-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food and Drink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><title type='text'>Anxiety and Chocolate Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAGn96SEWvI/AAAAAAAAAZI/n7hoq5YE4pg/s1600/scantron2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="161" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAGn96SEWvI/AAAAAAAAAZI/n7hoq5YE4pg/s200/scantron2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, end-of-year finals are coming up. (The "finals" I &lt;a href="http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/01/mj-finals-and-frivolous-want.html"&gt;mentioned before&lt;/a&gt; were actually just&amp;nbsp;for the first semester.) I'm kind of freaking out... There's no school on Monday (for Memorial Day), but on Tuesday I have art and Ceramics finals, and on Wednesday I have Biology and English finals. Guess which day I'm not looking forward to? Yeah... I'm sure you can imagine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For Biology, we have a &lt;em&gt;huge&lt;/em&gt; review packet that's due the day of the test. I was going to get together with some classmates this Monday at a Starbucks or a library or something&amp;nbsp;to work on it together, but I know that probably isn't going to happen, because every event in which I'm involved in the planning is usually a disappointment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAGoePD9a8I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/q0I3S8IyArs/s1600/BWWcake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAGoePD9a8I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/q0I3S8IyArs/s200/BWWcake.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My parents are out right now, because they got tickets to some Star Wars orchestra thing... I don't really remember the details... But,&amp;nbsp;here I am,&amp;nbsp;sitting here, alone in the office. I think I'll have the chocolate cake my parents brought home from Buffalo Wild Wings a couple nights ago. (Because actual dinner is for suckers... Not really, though.&amp;nbsp;It's just that my parents are&amp;nbsp;picking up dinner for me at 9 P.M. when they come home.)&amp;nbsp;Maybe I'll play Eternal Sonata, too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had that feeling where there's just so many possibilities of stuff you could do, that you really just don't want to do anything at all?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAGqsPTBUWI/AAAAAAAAAZg/jDfCPyA-H_k/s1600/SummerBalloon2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAGqsPTBUWI/AAAAAAAAAZg/jDfCPyA-H_k/s200/SummerBalloon2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Speaking of doing nothing, as I have&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/08/come-and-gone.html"&gt;stated previously&lt;/a&gt;, I refuse to just waste the summer away this year. I want to do stuff, go places, meet people. So, to prevent my usual lack of summer shenanigans, I am creating an official summer to-do list; a list of activities that I wish to&amp;nbsp;do before the summer is over and done with. (I am placing it in the sidebar to the right!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, that's about it, for now. This is my 98th blog post; only a couple more to go until I reach 100. See ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Photo 1: &lt;em&gt;The "scantron" sheets used in our school for testing.&lt;/em&gt; Photo 2: &lt;a href="http://www.buffalowildwings.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Buffalo Wild Wings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; chocolate fudge&amp;nbsp;cake... Yum! &lt;/em&gt;Photo 3:&lt;em&gt; Summertime is almost here...&lt;/em&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/5960030243617885099-8174486967800212749?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/8174486967800212749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=8174486967800212749&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/8174486967800212749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/8174486967800212749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/05/anxiety-and-chocolate-cake.html' title='Anxiety and Chocolate Cake'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAGn96SEWvI/AAAAAAAAAZI/n7hoq5YE4pg/s72-c/scantron2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-300245635796443064</id><published>2010-05-29T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T14:56:33.156-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Top 10 Lists'/><title type='text'>Top 10 Favorite Books/Series</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I highly recommend these books... So you should read them. (Because I said so, that's why.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAGD92N9-SI/AAAAAAAAAX4/vzaycBoG4yg/s200/Go+Ask+Alice.jpg" width="143" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Go-Ask-Alice/dp/1416914633/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1275162130&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Go Ask Alice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A novel by James Jennings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAGELUcPLKI/AAAAAAAAAYA/D2qFwCNue-o/s200/The+Wave.jpg" width="124" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Wave-Laurel-Leaf-contemporary-fiction/dp/0440993717/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1275163625&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Wave&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A novel by &lt;a href="http://www.toddstrasser.com/"&gt;Todd Strasser&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAGE1e5AZ_I/AAAAAAAAAYI/AHr7NEW4ysI/s200/Star+Trek+Movie+Tie-In+2.jpg" width="126" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Star-Trek-Movie-Tie-Foster/dp/143915886X/ref=sr_1_4?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1275166149&amp;amp;sr=1-4"&gt;Star Trek (Movie Tie-In)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A novel by &lt;a href="http://alandeanfoster.com/version2.0/frameset.htm"&gt;Alan Dean Foster&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAGHh8tzxAI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/JeBMz3VRgj8/s200/Eighth+Grade+Bites.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Chronicles of Vladimir Tod&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Eighth-Grade-Bites-Chronicles-Vladimir/dp/0525478116/ref=sr_1_8?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1275162404&amp;amp;sr=1-8"&gt;Eighth Grade Bites&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Ninth-Grade-Slays-Chronicles-Vladimir/dp/0525478922/ref=sr_1_5?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1275162404&amp;amp;sr=1-5"&gt;Ninth Grade Slays&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Tenth-Bleeds-Chronicles-Vladimir-Hardcover/dp/B002TW4IP0/ref=sr_1_6?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1275162404&amp;amp;sr=1-6"&gt;Tenth Grade Bleeds&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Eleventh-Grade-Burns-Chronicles-Vladimir/dp/0525422439/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1275162404&amp;amp;sr=1-2"&gt;Eleventh Grade Burns&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Chronicles-Vladimir-Tod-Twelfth-Grade/dp/0525422242/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1275162404&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Twelfth Grade Kills&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;A series by &lt;a href="http://heatherbrewer.com/"&gt;Heather Brewer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAGHx0p07UI/AAAAAAAAAYY/v0gpAfFq1SQ/s200/Killing+Mr.+Griffin.jpg" width="121" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Killing-Mr-Griffin-Lois-Duncan/dp/0440945151/ref=sr_1_15?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1275163489&amp;amp;sr=1-15"&gt;Killing Mr. Griffin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A novel by &lt;a href="http://loisduncan.arquettes.com/"&gt;Lois Duncan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAGI9hIm3nI/AAAAAAAAAYg/pZVkAtZH7sc/s200/Generation+Dead+2.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Generation Dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Generation-Dead-Daniel-Waters/dp/B0025VL966/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1275162890&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Generation Dead&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Generation-Dead-Kiss-Daniel-Waters/dp/1423109236/ref=sr_1_5?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1275163186&amp;amp;sr=1-5"&gt;Kiss of Life&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Generation-Dead-Passing-Daniel-Waters/dp/1423121996/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1275163186&amp;amp;sr=1-2"&gt;Passing Strange&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;A series by &lt;a href="http://danielwaters.com/"&gt;Daniel Waters&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAGJL-Y_5ZI/AAAAAAAAAYo/G1VOzmBzsK0/s200/Of+Mice+and+Men.jpg" width="129" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Mice-Men-Steinbeck-Centennial/dp/0142000671/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1275163322&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Of Mice and Men&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A novel by John Steinbeck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAGJpgOG7fI/AAAAAAAAAYw/MvSRCv6sHPk/s200/Dracula.jpg" width="121" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Dracula-Bantam-Classics-Bram-Stoker/dp/0553212710/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1275164692&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dracula&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A novel by Bram Stoker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAGJ1TpZlXI/AAAAAAAAAY4/AlTu8vbemC0/s200/The+Twelfth+Night.jpg" width="140" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Twelfth-Night-No-Fear-Shakespeare/dp/1586638513/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1275162770&amp;amp;sr=1-2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Twelfth Night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A play by William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAGJ__1XHeI/AAAAAAAAAZA/-ckRP85VZLU/s200/Hatchet.jpg" width="136" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Hatchet-Gary-Paulsen/dp/1416936475/ref=pd_sim_b_22"&gt;Hatchet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A novel by &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/features/garypaulsen/"&gt;Gary Paulsen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-300245635796443064?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/300245635796443064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=300245635796443064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/300245635796443064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/300245635796443064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/05/top-10-favorite-booksseries.html' title='Top 10 Favorite Books/Series'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/TAGD92N9-SI/AAAAAAAAAX4/vzaycBoG4yg/s72-c/Go+Ask+Alice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-1140238417455649175</id><published>2010-05-28T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T16:06:22.693-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Back in Business</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wow. It's been a while, hasn't it? I'm sorry, blog, for neglecting you. Not to make excuses, but you know... High school and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've wanted to make a new post on here for a while. I've been longing for the magenta-and-lime color scheme that I've come to know and love. As the heat of summer 2010&amp;nbsp;approached, it made me long for my blog even more, because I began to remember all the good times that I had archived on here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do you remember, blog? Remember the 6 A.M. bedtimes, and the 3 P.M. mornings? Watching &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/show/startrek?pl=9E8437637BD6D008"&gt;Star Trek T.O.S. on YouTube&lt;/a&gt;, listening to Her Diamonds by Rob Thomas, drinking black cherry Koolaid...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I miss those days, so bad. Whenever I hear Her Diamonds, it makes me sad, because I miss summer so much... But now, here I am; in my new house, with my new, comfy bed, and with so many new friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, summer is right around the corner. After this Memorial Day weekend, I have final exams Tuesday and Wednesday- then I'm home free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Summer 2010... Here we go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-1140238417455649175?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/1140238417455649175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=1140238417455649175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/1140238417455649175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/1140238417455649175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/05/back-in-business.html' title='Back in Business'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-8112933482106418943</id><published>2010-01-31T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T16:18:58.112-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9th Grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Art and Valentines</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/S2YdcuOUSTI/AAAAAAAAAXI/EB8096yvdUs/s1600-h/art.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="142" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/S2YdcuOUSTI/AAAAAAAAAXI/EB8096yvdUs/s200/art.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday, I went to the awards ceremony for the Scholastic Art and Writing Awards, southern Nevada region. I won first place (the "gold key") for the 9th grade drawing category. The ceremony was at the Springs Preserve. I had bought a really pretty new dress and was freezing to death in the shady outdoors of a January day. In the end, though, it was fun getting to see all the artwork and all the people. There were &lt;em&gt;a lot&lt;/em&gt; of people from LVA there- all the winners, the art teachers, students just supporting their friends- and even our school principal, Andre Long! I was really suprised that he was there, but I was really happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/S2YdkA2QSOI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/wCOgX86uj_0/s1600-h/WhiteRabbit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="171" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/S2YdkA2QSOI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/wCOgX86uj_0/s200/WhiteRabbit.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friday night, I&amp;nbsp;went to&amp;nbsp;the mall. I bought my dress, some jewelry, and a pair of shoes... And my mom got me my Valentine's day present from the Disney store. It's an absolutely adorable, soft little White Rabbit doll. It's so cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Looking all around the Disney store, a really random thought popped into my head... You know what would be a fun job for me? Playing Snow White at Disneyland. She has short hair, after all... And I just think it would be really fun, wouldn't it? Just a thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh, one last thing- I used my unspent birthday money to get that Professor Layton doll... It is officially amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-8112933482106418943?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/8112933482106418943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=8112933482106418943&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/8112933482106418943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/8112933482106418943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/01/disney.html' title='Art and Valentines'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/S2YdcuOUSTI/AAAAAAAAAXI/EB8096yvdUs/s72-c/art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-5749294175908405939</id><published>2010-01-12T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T14:18:58.699-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9th Grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anime/Manga'/><title type='text'>MJ, Finals, and Frivolous Want</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello there, my pretty little blog and its pretty little readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/S0zyRAWgxiI/AAAAAAAAAWo/KX7JSvW0g8E/s1600-h/MJdance.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/S0zyRAWgxiI/AAAAAAAAAWo/KX7JSvW0g8E/s200/MJdance.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This past Friday was the Dance P.E. recital at my school. It was a Michael Jackson tribute. I had a blast! Although I never really enjoy the class, the night of the show almost entirely made up for it all. My class danced to "PYT" in the first act, and "Rock With You" in the second. For "PYT," we wore our normal black dance clothes, plus a red tank top that we had the option of decorating. I put rhinestones on my, spelling out "PYT" on the front and "MARY" on the back. For "Rock With You," we wore these funny black, white, and pink spotted halter tops and shiny reddish-pink pants. My family sent me a cute little teddy bear backstage, and I think I did pretty well- considering I'm, you know, an art major. Most of the girls in my class are performing majors and know the stage and theater super well. (Dance, drama, choir, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/S0zyg2q2lDI/AAAAAAAAAWw/j3QGXpoyyOY/s1600-h/school_test.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/S0zyg2q2lDI/AAAAAAAAAWw/j3QGXpoyyOY/s200/school_test.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Moving on. Finals are this week! Hooray! Could you detect the sarcasm there? Didn't think so. My schedule for the week is like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Monday: Visual Design I (Art) and Ceramics I exams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Tuesday (Half Day): Visual Design I (Art) and Freshman Studies exams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Wednesday (Half Day): Biology I Honors and English I Honors exams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thursday (Half Day): Dance P.E. I and Geometry Honors exams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Friday: No School! Staff development day! Woohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, things kind of suck now. I'm really kind of nervous for the next two days, because now that all my easy exams are over, I have all the difficult ones. Oh God, just typing about them is giving me a stomach ache. Whenever I'm nervous or upset, the only part of me that seems to respond is my stomach. Owowowowwww. Change of subject time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/S0zyrVIjhuI/AAAAAAAAAW4/zD_Yi9sdqds/s1600-h/hidamari-sketch1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/S0zyrVIjhuI/AAAAAAAAAW4/zD_Yi9sdqds/s200/hidamari-sketch1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey, you know what's a good anime/manga series? Hidamari Sketch. It's about a group of four young girls living on their own in Hidamari (Japanese for "sunshine") Apartments. The building is right across from their high school, an art academy! But not like LVA, it's &lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt; visual arts. But mostly, the series is about the funny things that happen to them at the apartments. It has an adorable drawing style. Plus, the format of the books is cool, too- it's seperated into four or five panel vertical comic strips, two to a page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;I was just thinking of&amp;nbsp;the series&amp;nbsp;today in art class, that's all. I actually learned a couple things from reading that manga. Did you know that you can erase charcoal with bread? Yeah, neither did I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/S0zyy4Bf3JI/AAAAAAAAAXA/OorhTjlrekY/s1600-h/Layton+Plush.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/S0zyy4Bf3JI/AAAAAAAAAXA/OorhTjlrekY/s200/Layton+Plush.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, one last thing- if you read &lt;a href="http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/11/birthdays-greek-myths-and-english.html" target="_blank&amp;quot;"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;, you know that I absolutely adore the Professor Layton DS game series. Well, I happened upon &lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/NEW-Layton-Kyouju-14-Professor-Layton-Plush-Doll-Toy_W0QQitemZ110480333841QQcmdZViewItemQQptZLH_DefaultDomain_0?hash=item19b9241c11" target="_blank"&gt;something amazing&lt;/a&gt; on ebay... Shown in this here picture. It's 14" tall, $20.00... And I kind of &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; want it. "What are you, Mary, &lt;em&gt;five?&lt;/em&gt;" Shut up, okay. Think whatever you want of me. But this is one of the most adorable things since puppies were invented. Yeah. &lt;em&gt;I said it&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;I should probably go. Study. Things... (And by "study," I &lt;em&gt;of course&lt;/em&gt; mean play Professor Layton until my face turns blue.) (But don't worry. I'll study later. Probably...) Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Photo 1: &lt;em&gt;Michael Jackson getting down with his bad self.&lt;/em&gt; Photo 2: &lt;em&gt;Ugh. Exams are horrible, aren't they?&lt;/em&gt; Photo 3: &lt;em&gt;The adorable characters of the anime/manga series,&lt;/em&gt; Hidamari Sketch. Photo 4: &lt;em&gt;Professor Layton plushie.&amp;nbsp;Want...&lt;/em&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/5960030243617885099-5749294175908405939?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/5749294175908405939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=5749294175908405939&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/5749294175908405939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/5749294175908405939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2010/01/mj-finals-and-frivolous-want.html' title='MJ, Finals, and Frivolous Want'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/S0zyRAWgxiI/AAAAAAAAAWo/KX7JSvW0g8E/s72-c/MJdance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-8378457474309283357</id><published>2009-12-31T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T16:35:43.995-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009 Move'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year&apos;s Resolutions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Middle School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='8th Grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Farewell, 2009.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sz2nCWke8zI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7WALNP4ohUM/s1600-h/NEWYEARS2010.2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sz2nCWke8zI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7WALNP4ohUM/s200/NEWYEARS2010.2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, here it is... My last post of 2009. I'm not usually one to get sentimental like this (the last day of 8th grade, I was one of the very few not crying)- but I'm going to miss you, 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been a great year. I have had many new experiences and learned a great many things. There's been some bumps in the road, but so many wonderful things happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Graduating from middle school made me realize how much I'm really cared for. I felt shocked at how many people could list off a dozen reasons why they would miss me- even people I didn't know all that well. It really is true when they say "you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Summer was another thing entirely. This was probably the roughest summer I've ever had. The move made my life difficult. I do not think I was ever more stressed out.&amp;nbsp;I felt&amp;nbsp;like a useless, good-for-nothing moron. Just because somebody says something about you, that doesn't mean&amp;nbsp;it's true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;I also read so many wonderful books, after a couple years of a "who cares about reading" attitude. I will try to read even more this coming year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sz2nPGAfScI/AAAAAAAAAWg/REsQQGk6oVY/s1600-h/NEWYEARS2010.3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sz2nPGAfScI/AAAAAAAAAWg/REsQQGk6oVY/s200/NEWYEARS2010.3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And, last, but &lt;em&gt;certainly&lt;/em&gt; not least: I started high school. I have entered an entirely different world. However, so far, it's not as I expected- I expected it to be much&amp;nbsp;worse than middle school. Instead, everything seems wonderful- I'm making so many new friends. Sure, I'm still kind of struggling with the school work, but I'm gradually adjusting. It's a drastic difference than school last year: instead of waking up not wanting to go to school, afraid of something bad happening, I wake up and can't wait to see what happens that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;2009 is a year I will not soon forget. I am happy, and I am ready to face 2010 straight on. I hope that this past year has been just as wonderful and fulfilling for all of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Goodbye, 2009. We'll miss you. Cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-8378457474309283357?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/8378457474309283357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=8378457474309283357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/8378457474309283357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/8378457474309283357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/12/farewell-2009.html' title='Farewell, 2009.'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sz2nCWke8zI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7WALNP4ohUM/s72-c/NEWYEARS2010.2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-2187415671913256189</id><published>2009-12-30T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T16:40:17.647-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Holiday Season'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year&apos;s Resolutions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Resolutions for 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here are my New Year's resolutions... In no particular order.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Try to eat breakfast at home more often&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whip my grades into shape&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Try to go to more school dances, join school clubs, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Blog more often, like I did over the summer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Actually DO all the drawings I say I will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finish mission of drawing all the Maximum Ride characters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do well in the oil painting unit in art class&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Keep my room more organized/clean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Read more graphic novels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Read more books &lt;em&gt;in general&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finish that darn "summer" reading list&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Read more Shakespeare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I might come back and add to this later. You never know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-2187415671913256189?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/2187415671913256189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=2187415671913256189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/2187415671913256189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/2187415671913256189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/12/resolutions-for-2010.html' title='Resolutions for 2010'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-7572456282444675645</id><published>2009-12-25T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T23:33:27.328-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Holiday Season'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food and Drink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Christmas 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello. Merry Christmas, everybody! I wish you all good health, cheer, and fantastic presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How was &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; Christmas? Well, I am quite glad you asked. (Oh, give it a rest, I know you didn't- but let me have my moment.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, shall we start with Christmas eve? I could barely sleep. I tossed, I turned, I pounded my pillow in sheer frustration. And eventually, I fell asleep at about 12:30 A.M.... Only to wake up just about every hour, on the hour until 6:50. Hooray for being nocturnal- because it brings tremendous benefits to my overall health. (Not.) Hey, I can't help it, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We began to open presents this morning at about 7:45. I got a lot of nice things. (However, I knew about just about all the presents from my parents- right down to the candy in my stocking. My mother buys the things while I'm with her, then tells me to forget. And it worked- when I was six.) Yet, I refuse to keep up with my usual manner of complete sentences and proper grammer to list them off so I will simply use a &lt;em&gt;list&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Harley Quinn Barbie doll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mulan and Whatshisface (Her husband) Dolls (My fav Disney "princess")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The last three Death Note figurines/DVD's I needed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Four Batman graphic novels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A mini-keyboard that attatches to my PS3 controller (for online games)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The sequel to Dracula (written by a direct descendent of the original author)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A stuffed sock monkey (I've always wanted one)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A boatload of chocolate in many varieties&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some pens and a graphite sketching set (both shoved into my stocking)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A couple little toys (also jam-packed into my stocking)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A ridiculously soft stuffed Siamese kitten doll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A $50 Old Navy gift card&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A Michael's gift card for some unknown amount&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A teeny-tiny Snoopy ornament for the teeny-tiny (3 ft.) tree in my bedroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some of those tiny Japanese erasers shaped like food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And there ya go. Let's see, after we opened presents, we had brunch at my cousins Joe and Jennys' house with my dad's family. Then while my dad had to go to work for an hour or two, I played video games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When my dad got back, we all left for our 4:30 reservations at Bob Taylor's Ranch House. (It's a really nice, old ranch turned into a cute, fancy little steakhouse.) Long story short, everybody told my mom "You should have prime rib on Christmas!" After looking at the prices of the uncooked meat alone, she decided it woul cost the same to get it professionally cooked at a steakhouse, sides and all, for less. (I'm glad, too, because my mother has wasted perfectly good meat in the past due to her lack of knowledge cooking it.)&amp;nbsp;I had a delicious, red prime rib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After dinner we went and saw Sherlock Holmes. It was amazing. I am still in shock of the awesome my eyes have recently witnessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And after the movie, I came home, ate some cookies, turned on my heater, and then got on my blog to... Oh, wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, that's basically my Christmas in a nutshell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh, before I go find something better to do, I just thought I would comment on a little something Brooke posted in her blog. She said that her mother asked if she was sick because she's usually so hyper, and today, she wasn't. I just want to say: I know the feeling. I get that a lot, hahaha! Whenever I am in class spacing out, working, or contemplating, people always ask me if I'm alright in a concerned tone. It's as if, if Mary's not smiling, her dog just died. It's exhausting smiling all the time- then again, I find everything exhausting. Probably even life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, I'm gonna go do... Things... It's not you- it's me. I think we need some time apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So until next time, bye-bye, and happy new year!&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/5960030243617885099-7572456282444675645?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/7572456282444675645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=7572456282444675645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/7572456282444675645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/7572456282444675645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-2009.html' title='Christmas 2009'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-6578428622790409913</id><published>2009-12-18T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T18:16:12.655-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9th Grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>'Tis the Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;Happy&amp;nbsp;Winter Break!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey there, everybody! How goes it? I hope you're enjoying your winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today was my last day of school before winter break! Woohoo! I passed out little tins of fudge to friends, toting them around in a little paper holiday-print Starbucks bag. (I'm such a stereo-typical artist. Art school? Check. Atheism? Check. Obsession with art supplies? Check. Starbucks junkie? CHECKCHECKCHECK...) The bag was small, because I didn't take into account the fact that people would actually give &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; presents. I almost never get presents at school- only cards! But Camden got me an insanely awesome comic book, Shara got me a tiny little sketchbook and a Batman PEZ dispenser, Meghan got me Batman and Joker PEZ dispensers and a candle, and I got some cards from people. (TWO Batmans versus ONE Joker! Can you &lt;em&gt;imagine!&lt;/em&gt;?) I'm so happy! This day was great. I'm glad I have such sweet friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After winter break, we're starting our oil painting unit in art. It's ridiculous how utterly excited I am! I've only ever used acrylic paints, never oil. I've already bought all my painting supplies, brushes and all, and I am ready for &lt;em&gt;action!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We have so much to do for Christmas. We need to finish decorating the tree, send Christmas cards, and go Christmas present shopping. (You know what they say. The family that procrastinates together...) I'm realy excited for Christmas, though, so I don't really mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On a non-Christmas-related note- I got $50 in Amazon money for my birthday, and I don't have a clue what to buy still. I've decided to wait until after Christmas to spend it, so that I don't accidentally buy one of my presents. But one thing's for sure- the blu-ray of "Bram Stoker's Dracula" (my favorite movie) is only $9.99 on Amazon. $9.99! While other blu-rays are $40 or something! I'm not sure whether to be offended or overjoyed. Perhaps a little of both...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, I'm going to go... Do... Things. Bye, enjoy your holiday!&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/5960030243617885099-6578428622790409913?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/6578428622790409913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=6578428622790409913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/6578428622790409913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/6578428622790409913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/12/tis-season.html' title='&apos;Tis the Season'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-142265372938814166</id><published>2009-11-17T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T20:57:23.259-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9th Grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Birthdays, Greek Myths, and English Gentlemen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My birthday was November 8th. A little over a week ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun. My Aunt Susie and Uncle Dennis came to town from San Jose, and Shae spent the night. We all went out to my favorite restaurant, and I got some cool stuff. (Like a PS3 for my room!) I had a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SwN7nU8slVI/AAAAAAAAAWI/K0BSRNKmK3Q/s1600/Hades+and+Persephone.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405299893343130962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SwN7nU8slVI/AAAAAAAAAWI/K0BSRNKmK3Q/s200/Hades+and+Persephone.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, right now, in English, we're working on this project. The class was divided into groups of 6 or so, and we were each given 2-3 Greek Myths. We had to create a performance based around them, like a play or a puppet show. My group was given the stories of Bellerophon and Pegasus, Hades' capturing Demeter's daughter, Persephone, and Hephaestus, who was throw off Mount Olympus by his own mother for being born ugly and lame. Anyway, our group decided to do a &lt;em&gt;sock&lt;/em&gt;-puppet show. More specifically, it's called "Greek Myth Therapy." It shows all the main characters of each story going to therapy to work out their "issues." If somebody comments on this post saying they want to read the script I wrote, which is supposedly hilarious from what I hear, then I'll post it. (But why post it if nobody cares!? Comment if you're a &lt;em&gt;freak&lt;/em&gt; and you do.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sock-puppets look adorable. I'll post photos of them. (The therapist puppet kind of looks like Dr. Phil.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for my birthday, I got a $100 bill, $50 Best-Buy card, $30 Michael's card, and a $25 Barnes'n'Noble card (love you, Shae!). It's all almost completely gone. (Insert mischievous giggle here.) A good portion of that money was spent on the two DS games in the Professor Layton series out in the US currently- "Professor Layton and the Curious Village," and its sequel, "Professor Layton and the Diabolical Box." I am halfway through the latter. These games are amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SwN7xqCrxYI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/oPrju6BlB_Y/s1600/layton1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405300070804080002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SwN7xqCrxYI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/oPrju6BlB_Y/s200/layton1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Basically, in the games, you play as world-renowned scholar, archaeologist, university professor, and English gentlemen Hershel Layton, along with his spunky young apprentice/side-kick/self-proclaimed "#1 fan," Luke Triton. In the games, they go on adventures, solving mysteries, kicking butt, and taking names. The basic game play is a series of puzzles (trick questions, brain-teasers, and the occasional math problem). I know what you're thinking. "Ewwww, Mary- you're one of &lt;em&gt;those&lt;/em&gt; people." Actually, I really enjoy these puzzles, and I only have trouble with a puzzle about 50% of the time. Anyway, these games are amazing- intriguing plot, beautiful graphics, and great music! If you want, YouTube the games. Now, what the bloody hexagon are you waiting for? Saunter over to your nearest game supplier and demand that this fine pair of gentlemen be placed into your possession immediately. What's that? Do I sense... &lt;em&gt;Doubt?&lt;/em&gt; Fine. Here's the trailer for the first game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="339" width="410"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m0k7vsy4j_w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m0k7vsy4j_w&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="410" height="339"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third game in this magnificent series is called "Professor Layton and the Last Time Travel," but it is only out in Japan. (It's expected to be released in the US, though.) Now, while YouTube surfing this evening, I happened upon a cut scene (perhaps the &lt;em&gt;final&lt;/em&gt; cut scene) of this third installment. It is... Well. I only have a vague idea of what's going on in this short clip. However, even with my lack of background info, this scene is... Painful to watch. It makes my eyes tear up just thinking about it. Here. Just see for yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="339" width="410"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_g6-F91g4OY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_g6-F91g4OY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="410" height="339"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. Perhaps you'd have a better understanding of why this is so dramatic if you have played the game(s). You see, it's both a running joke and an understood fact that Layton &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;em&gt; ever&lt;/em&gt;, takes his signature silk top hat off. &lt;em&gt;Ever&lt;/em&gt;. His car, the "Laytonmobile," even has an extra-high roof so that he can wear it in the car. In one game, he builds a sort of hang-glider of materials on-hand to escape from a mile-high collapsing tower, flies all the way down, is fired at by an evil flying machine, nearly crash-lands, only to save the other passenger in a tumble roll off the thing- &lt;em&gt;and his hat stays neatly in place all the while&lt;/em&gt;. The man is a &lt;em&gt;magician&lt;/em&gt; or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know about this scene is that his old flame just kissed him in an "I-will-always-love-you" sort of way and then left. I think. Still a little fuzzy on the details. All I know is that this is extremely sad to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway, enough of that. I have to go hot-glue a golden clay crown to a Hades sock-puppet. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photo #1: &lt;em&gt;Hades abducting Persephone.&lt;/em&gt; Photo #2: &lt;em&gt;The cover of the first DS game in the&lt;/em&gt; "Professor Layton" &lt;em&gt;series&lt;/em&gt;, "Professor Layton and the Curious Village."&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/5960030243617885099-142265372938814166?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/142265372938814166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=142265372938814166&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/142265372938814166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/142265372938814166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/11/birthdays-greek-myths-and-english.html' title='Birthdays, Greek Myths, and English Gentlemen'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SwN7nU8slVI/AAAAAAAAAWI/K0BSRNKmK3Q/s72-c/Hades+and+Persephone.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-7425511581562288494</id><published>2009-11-17T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T18:03:42.887-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Holiday Season'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Top 10 Lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Top 10 Hopes for the Holiday Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, folks, it getting to be that time of the year again. Yup. Oh, stop your groaning. I personally love the holiday season, and I always try to squeeze every last drop of joy out of it before it's *poof!* gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, since this is my first holiday season blogging, I've decided to make a list of my top 10 hopes for this holiday season, so in January, I can see how things turned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here goes nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That I can manage to return all the love and appreciation I get (and often don't deserve) from my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It would be nice to have our relatives over &lt;em&gt;here&lt;/em&gt; for Thanksgiving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; isn't as dull as it usually is for my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Maybe we (my family and I) can go out to a party or something this New Years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;snows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, just like it did last year, on that one day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My mom says every year that we might go on vacation during &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;winter break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Perhaps this year is &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; year. (She often says either Disneyland or my grandparents' in northern California.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That I find great Christmas presents for all my loved ones!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That my mom doesn't spend the entire holiday season complaining about how stressful it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Perhaps my teachers will be in brighter spirits and not assign &lt;em&gt;too&lt;/em&gt; much homework in December. Hey, stop laughing. A girl can dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That I can manage to stay cozy-warm and be the victor in my yearly love-hate battle with Jack Frost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-7425511581562288494?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/7425511581562288494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=7425511581562288494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/7425511581562288494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/7425511581562288494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/11/top-10-hopes-for-holiday-season.html' title='Top 10 Hopes for the Holiday Season'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-6648833855568697411</id><published>2009-10-29T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T22:35:40.781-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Art Shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9th Grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cosplay and Costumes'/><title type='text'>Hands, Harlequins, Poodles, and Steampunk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hello there people! Just a little update on what's been going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up buying that costume I talked about last post. I love it, and I got so many complements! I wore it with black tights, Mary Janes, a headband, and a Mardi Gras mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SuvLO3z5KMI/AAAAAAAAAVw/0yTaAZtyNLk/s1600-h/mardi+gras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398632034693884098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SuvLO3z5KMI/AAAAAAAAAVw/0yTaAZtyNLk/s200/mardi+gras.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wednesday was my school's "Harvest Festival"- basically, our version of a homecoming carnival. We (the art department) used this opportunity to promote our art show, "Sticks, Stones, Roots and Bones," by doing a parade in-costume at the festival, passing out candy and promoting the show. The art show itself featured work by the art majors. It was voodoo/New Orleans/vampire/death themed. In the parade, there were gypsies, vampires, mourners, dead people, and me- the only Mardi Gras person, a black and white harlequin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The art show was yesterday. It was great- there were a lot of great pieces. (Mine got in!) There was a giant swamp display in the middle of the gallery (complete with an alligator with a fish in its mouth), a fortune telling booth, and lots of free food. We repeated the parade at the show, only this time, we got a hearse to lead us! (Even the guy driving the hearse wore a skeleton mask.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SuvLlTqbMrI/AAAAAAAAAV4/0Vbuvbb_N_A/s1600-h/steampunk1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398632420127486642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SuvLlTqbMrI/AAAAAAAAAV4/0Vbuvbb_N_A/s200/steampunk1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was a sculpture at the art show that was a taxidermy shape of a skunk, complete with a fluffy tail. In its side was a working clock, and it had tiny cuffs, a small Victorian hat, and cameo jewelry. I thought it was good, but when I read the title, "Steam Skunk," I thought it was even better! Steampunk is a style based off of what was fashionable in the Victorian and Edwardian eras. It gets its title from the fact that, back then, everything was run by steam. I love that style- I've always loved Victorian clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Harvest Festival, they also had fortune tellers, so I got my palm read. The girl said (based on my palm) that I was a sweet person, I loved the feeling of being in love (but that I am far from it at the time), that I have highs and lows of luck, that I'm strong, and that my life and love lines meet at a perfect angle, so I'll have a good life in that department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SuvLwlR5leI/AAAAAAAAAWA/v21KdB4tN-k/s1600-h/Diner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398632613835019746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SuvLwlR5leI/AAAAAAAAAWA/v21KdB4tN-k/s200/Diner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next Thursday is a 50's Diner themed art show featuring the &lt;em&gt;entire&lt;/em&gt; art department! (The show yesterday didn't have the electives, such as photography and ceramics, but this next one will.) I'm so excited- the bigger of the two galleries will be transformed into a diner and we'll have In-and-Out burger come. Girls will be dressing up in poodle skirts and everything! I'll be sure to post about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I feel like playing Eternal Sonata. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photo #1:&lt;em&gt; A Mardi Gras parade.&lt;/em&gt; Photo #2: &lt;em&gt;A great example of the Steampunk style. A major thing in Steampunk is goggles, mostly brass goggles.&lt;/em&gt; Photo #3: &lt;em&gt;A colorful 50's diner.&lt;/em&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/5960030243617885099-6648833855568697411?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/6648833855568697411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=6648833855568697411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/6648833855568697411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/6648833855568697411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/10/hands-harlequins-poodles-and-steampunk.html' title='Hands, Harlequins, Poodles, and Steampunk'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SuvLO3z5KMI/AAAAAAAAAVw/0yTaAZtyNLk/s72-c/mardi+gras.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-437914899099920600</id><published>2009-10-19T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T16:27:57.180-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9th Grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Sickly, Sicker, Sickest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hello again! It's me, just as sick as ever. I missed three days of school last week, but went on Friday... I felt worse today, so I stayed home and slept until 1:15 P.M. Feeling a bit better, but I'm still coughing, and I still feel like the world is one giant icebox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Stz1bsmI0GI/AAAAAAAAAVo/s2HkNYkVUuo/s1600-h/MoulinRougeMime.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394456309859405922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Stz1bsmI0GI/AAAAAAAAAVo/s2HkNYkVUuo/s200/MoulinRougeMime.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, I was just thinking about some things. First of all, I think I finally found a Halloween costume... It's called a &lt;a href="http://www.buycostumes.com/Moulin-Rouge-Mime-Adult-Costume/61459/ProductDetail.aspx" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Moulin&lt;/span&gt; Rouge mime&lt;/a&gt;. (The one in the picture, click to enlarge.) I like it. I'll probably get a tiny hat or something, a little black face paint... It's going to be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my birthday's coming up. November 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; is right around the corner, and I still don't know how to celebrate. I love my birthday- going out to dinner, having a birthday cake, getting presents... It's so fun. If I could find a good way to celebrate at home, that would make things even better. I've been thinking about it and looking around, but I just don't know. Well, I'm sure I'll come up with something. The only thing is, my birthday's on a Sunday- which is horrible. It's not like I go to school and celebrate with my friends, but I don't get to stay up late either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also just thinking about changing my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;blog's&lt;/span&gt; layout... Maybe something more old and ornate. I'm not quite sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably get going. Words will probably fail to express to my readers how much make-up work I have to do. Later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-437914899099920600?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/437914899099920600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=437914899099920600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/437914899099920600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/437914899099920600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/10/sickly-sicker-sickest.html' title='Sickly, Sicker, Sickest'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Stz1bsmI0GI/AAAAAAAAAVo/s2HkNYkVUuo/s72-c/MoulinRougeMime.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-8726655211486649815</id><published>2009-10-14T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T19:30:46.287-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9th Grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Sickly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've stayed home the past two days. I feel so horrible, I think my organs are turning inside-out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case anybody is wondering about my last post, it's me and Shae. She came over this past weekend and helped make my science project video, "The Wonderful World of Proteins." I'll post it up on YouTube one of these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to "Alone" by Heart. I really love this song, it's one of my favorites. It almost makes your heart ache. I really like it when Kristen Chenoweth and Matthew Morrison sang it on the show "Glee." You can listen to their version &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IJwE2lQfWP8" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I should probably go. I'm too exhausted to type anymore. Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-8726655211486649815?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/8726655211486649815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=8726655211486649815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/8726655211486649815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/8726655211486649815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/10/sickly.html' title='Sickly'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-6555743922878503361</id><published>2009-10-14T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T08:42:15.814-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9th Grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Memes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday #7: Let's Talk about Proteins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/StXw_Sy_uyI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Ope88Vbqwps/s1600-h/Science+Project+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392481099014191906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/StXw_Sy_uyI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Ope88Vbqwps/s400/Science+Project+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392481222172798258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/StXxGdmS7TI/AAAAAAAAAVg/mPQlsff52Bc/s400/Science+Project+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Wordless Wednesday, or WW, is when bloggers post a single photograph that requires no description or caption. A picture says 1,000 words. &lt;a href="http://wordlesswednesday.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Click here to visit the official Wordless Wednesday website&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-6555743922878503361?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/6555743922878503361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=6555743922878503361&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/6555743922878503361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/6555743922878503361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/10/wordless-wednesday-7-lets-talk-about.html' title='Wordless Wednesday #7: Let&apos;s Talk about Proteins'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/StXw_Sy_uyI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Ope88Vbqwps/s72-c/Science+Project+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-9037206236797952192</id><published>2009-10-05T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T19:56:00.259-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9th Grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Something to Look Forward To</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Ssqw7SGaqAI/AAAAAAAAAVI/OxJX71Fb3BQ/s1600-h/Fame!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389314436619741186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Ssqw7SGaqAI/AAAAAAAAAVI/OxJX71Fb3BQ/s200/Fame!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This weekend was fun. Ushering was pretty cool. I spent the night at Shae's on Friday, and she spent the night here last night. Today, Shae and I went to Ethel M's chocolate factory and the Galleria mall. (I saw two &lt;em&gt;hilariously&lt;/em&gt; great t-shirts: One had Spock on it and said "live long and prosper," the other had the original Enterprise crew in the transporter and said "beam me the hell up!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom played the song "Fame" on the drive home. As much as I love its music and story, the comparison to my school, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LVA&lt;/span&gt;, is just a little bit flawed. People say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LVA&lt;/span&gt; is just like Fame; there was even an entire local newspaper article comparing them. However, is there an art department in Fame? What about international studies? In the newspaper article, they didn't even mention that our school &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; an art department. Its only reference was a quarter-sized photo of a couple students drawing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mannequins&lt;/span&gt;. Sure, students look over my shoulder when I draw, saying "You're amazing! I wish I could draw." But other than that, you feel pretty left out, because the majority of the students are performers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People don't realize that art is a really difficult major. The visual arts students don't follow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;choreography&lt;/span&gt;, sheet music, or scripts; they have to create things from their head, make sure they look good, and improve them. They're expected to create great things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, I know I'm being dramatic. I &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; want to see Fame, though- I think it looks really cool! I really &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; respect the performers of my school. Besides, there's not really much I can do. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Any-who&lt;/span&gt;, if you want to read the article, click &lt;a href="http://www.lvrj.com/neon/update-of-fame-reflects-hard-work-required-of-las-vegas-academy-students-63057992.html" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. (It's pretty interesting.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, leaving that all behind, tomorrow should be a good day. I have all my best classes (ceramics, biology, and English), and I have no geometry homework! Oh, and tomorrow, I'm picking up an order I placed at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Blick&lt;/span&gt; Art supplies- new ink pens and two new sketchbooks. It's so nice to be able to look forward to the day. When you know a day is going to be great, it usually turns out to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go- House MD will be on soon. Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-9037206236797952192?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/9037206236797952192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=9037206236797952192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/9037206236797952192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/9037206236797952192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/10/something-to-look-forward-to.html' title='Something to Look Forward To'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Ssqw7SGaqAI/AAAAAAAAAVI/OxJX71Fb3BQ/s72-c/Fame!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-759026765369994828</id><published>2009-10-03T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T15:41:28.794-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9th Grade'/><title type='text'>Ushering</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had fun ushering last night at the Fall Dance Concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Maggie and I were selling roses and little dancing pink dolls. (We personally thought the dolls were funny-looking, but a lot of people thought they were cute...) We would write the name, location, and class of the performer it was for on a little envelope, the person buying them would write them a message, and the runners would take them backstage to the performer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert itself was amazing. I really loved it. I got to see my cousin and my friends perform. I'll be ushering again tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be spending the night at Shae's tonight, and we're going to see Toy Story and Toy Story 2 in 3-D tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I should go eat lunch/dinner... Linner? Well, bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-759026765369994828?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/759026765369994828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=759026765369994828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/759026765369994828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/759026765369994828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/10/ushering.html' title='Ushering'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-3380074183357219685</id><published>2009-10-02T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T15:48:59.468-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9th Grade'/><title type='text'>Usher</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SsaDC9ClL5I/AAAAAAAAAVA/kmxmAcPBH40/s1600-h/usher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388138090963742610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SsaDC9ClL5I/AAAAAAAAAVA/kmxmAcPBH40/s200/usher.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And no, I don't mean &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight and tomorrow night, I'll be usher&lt;em&gt;ing&lt;/em&gt; at my school's fall dance concert. I'll be doing things like selling gifts for the performers, handing out programs, helping with the bake sale, or possibly just being a generic extra pair of hands. I think it sounds fun, and that's what people who have done it beofre told me, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shae will be coming over this weekend to make silly videos. It's gonna be fun. Maybe I'll even post them here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I should go get ready to usher it up. Later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-3380074183357219685?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/3380074183357219685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=3380074183357219685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/3380074183357219685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/3380074183357219685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/10/usher.html' title='Usher'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SsaDC9ClL5I/AAAAAAAAAVA/kmxmAcPBH40/s72-c/usher.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-8780943274149622482</id><published>2009-10-01T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T18:40:12.938-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>The Suspense</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh gosh! The winners of &lt;a href="http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/09/welcoming-october.html"&gt;that art contest that I entered&lt;/a&gt; are &lt;em&gt;supposed&lt;/em&gt; to be announced today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nothing. At all. It's not like I will go into a spiraling depression if I lose... The suspense is just &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;killing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-8780943274149622482?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/8780943274149622482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=8780943274149622482&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/8780943274149622482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/8780943274149622482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/10/suspense.html' title='The Suspense'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-8459307806063382334</id><published>2009-09-27T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T12:18:23.857-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Welcoming October</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sr-5O_pKLjI/AAAAAAAAAUw/wHvyMSGyeEU/s1600-h/Wilton+Candy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386227346611777074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sr-5O_pKLjI/AAAAAAAAAUw/wHvyMSGyeEU/s200/Wilton+Candy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah, October... One of my personal favorite months. Halloween, Autumn, the cool weather... It's all so great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that stuff you can buy at craft stores to make candy? They're like little disks of chocolate, and you melt them and pour them into molds? Well, I bought some of those, and I found some Halloween molds. I plan on kicking off October by making them to bring to school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I was thinking this morning about the name of "October." It has an "Oct," right? As in "eight?" Well, October's the &lt;em&gt;tenth&lt;/em&gt; month... But then I thought, if winter is December, January, and February, I suppose that if you waited until winter is over to start the new year, then the year would begin with March, making October the eighth month... Oh, I don't know. I suppose I'm weird for questioning such a blatantly routine part of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sr-5qN6P1mI/AAAAAAAAAU4/o7Q2GkkkV_A/s1600-h/Tenth+Grade+Bleeds.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386227814298015330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sr-5qN6P1mI/AAAAAAAAAU4/o7Q2GkkkV_A/s200/Tenth+Grade+Bleeds.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh, and another thing to look forward to on October 1st- the winners of the art contest I entered are announced! One of my favorite authors, Heather Brewer, held an art contest these past couple months for her successful book series, "The Chronicles of Vladimir Tod." The book is great, it's about a teenage vampire, Vlad, going through school life. Each book follows him through a grade, from eighth to twelfth. Anyway, the contest was to draw your favorite character &lt;em&gt;besides&lt;/em&gt; Vlad. So, I drew Vlad's awesome vampire uncle, Otis Otis! (Yes, his first &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; his last name are Otis.) I actually entered two drawings- a cute chibi one that I spent a couple weeks on, and a much, much better realistic one I did in a hour last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the winners will be contacted on October 1st. The first prize is an 8GB black iPod Nano engraved with the book's logo, the "Vlad smiley" that Vladimir wears on his shirt. The second prize is an autographed copy of Mrs. Brewer's latest book, "Tenth Grade Bleeds." I don't really think I have much of a shot of winning- the contest &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; nationwide. Still, I'm a little nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, wish me luck! Thanks for reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1st Photo: &lt;em&gt;These are what the candies look like when finished. My mold has cats, jack'o'lanterns, and frankenstein.&lt;/em&gt; 2nd Photo: &lt;em&gt;Heather Brewer's latest book,&lt;/em&gt; Tenth Grade Bleeds. &lt;em&gt;The smiley on his shirt is the one to be engraved onto the iPod.&lt;/em&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/5960030243617885099-8459307806063382334?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/8459307806063382334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=8459307806063382334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/8459307806063382334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/8459307806063382334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/09/welcoming-october.html' title='Welcoming October'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sr-5O_pKLjI/AAAAAAAAAUw/wHvyMSGyeEU/s72-c/Wilton+Candy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-8618823120127921179</id><published>2009-09-20T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T16:49:26.108-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9th Grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food and Drink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Waiting on Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hello! I just thought I would say a few things while waiting for my mother to be ready to go. (We're going to Wal-Mart, Spirit Halloween, and Ashley Furniture.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was fun. My mom's birthday was this past Wednesday, but since my dad was out of town, we waited until last night to go out for her family birthday dinner. Now, for those Vegas locals who have been to the Cannery hotel/casino, you might have passed by Waverly's Steak House. Well, we ate there after going to see Inglorious Basterds (I'll review it later when I have more time, but I &lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt; say that it was pretty cool). We had a great dinner; I got medium-rare prime rib, and it was the best meal I have ever eaten. Ever. I also had a slice of Mississippi mud pie, which is coffee-chocolate-ice-cream pie, and that was good, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I have my &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt; school day! At LVA, we have even and odd days, with our major every day. On odd days, I have art, ceramics, biology honors, and English honors- all my favorite classes. However, on even days, I have art, freshman studies, dance P.E., and geometry honors- ewwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on a couple Top 10 lists to post on here soon, maybe even tonight. I should go, my mom's &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; ready. Bye-bye! (&lt;em&gt;Hmmm, I have a french-fry-and-ketchup craving...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-8618823120127921179?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/8618823120127921179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=8618823120127921179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/8618823120127921179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/8618823120127921179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/09/waiting-on-sunday.html' title='Waiting on Sunday'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-4589356682705345164</id><published>2009-09-10T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T20:02:39.586-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anime Vegas Conventions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9th Grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Strada dell&apos;Arte Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harvest Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yearly Anime Vegas'/><title type='text'>Pumpkins, Anime, Pastels, and High School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wow. It's been almost a &lt;em&gt;month&lt;/em&gt; since I've posted a &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; blog post. Well, don't worry, I'm not about to talk you to death with a play-by-play. Just a few quick things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sq2txi1iUCI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/QqxjfYmrpis/s1600-h/harvestfest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381148196454158370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sq2txi1iUCI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/QqxjfYmrpis/s200/harvestfest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First off, the weekend before last was the Harvest Festival. It's a festival that travels all autumn long between Nevada and California. There, you can buy food, clothing, jewelry, and many other handmade an crafty things. A lot of the place smells like pumpkin pie. I've been going the past three years with Shae, and it's really great! We bought some nice things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sq2uZOfRMtI/AAAAAAAAAUo/2cWR8fclGus/s1600-h/animevegas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381148878186820306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sq2uZOfRMtI/AAAAAAAAAUo/2cWR8fclGus/s200/animevegas.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This past weekend was Anime Vegas 2009. It was alright. Don't get me wrong, my brother, mom, Shae and I had a great time buying things in the dealer's room... Well, you see, it was in the Cashman Convention Center again this year (unlike last year at a cramped hotel), and we were all excited, thinking it would be the best one yet. I started going to AV in 2007. Then, it was big, showy, exciting, great, amazing, and fantastic. This year, it was pretty fun, but there were hardly any good panels, they didn't have an AMV contest, they got the smaller of the two convention rooms, and there definitely didn't seem to be as many attendees. Even so, it was still fun and interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sq2t-kHoQ-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/WX2h3tpJAGU/s1600-h/LSDA+hired+artist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381148420136780770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sq2t-kHoQ-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/WX2h3tpJAGU/s200/LSDA+hired+artist.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pastels? Oh, right. Well, as probably only a couple of you know, these past two years, I have been a Madonnari (chalk artist) at the Summerlin district's annual La Strada dell'Arte (Italian for "the street of art") festival. At the festival, student and amateur artists from all over town sign up for their own chunk of sidewalk to turn into a masterpiece using pastels. They work hard on hands and knees for three days in the desert heat. And yet, it is so fun! (Every year, they hire a professional artist to do a special work of art right by the main entrance. Last year's is shown in the picture- can you believe that was done on the sidewalk!?) I actually won for best original art in my age group last year. Got $100 gift card to the mall! Well, I wanted to participate this year, but... Because of the recession, the whole festival is going on a one year hiatus and won't return until 2010. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sq2uKBq2TxI/AAAAAAAAAUg/GPyn6VJYURY/s1600-h/BatmanAA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381148617047691026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sq2uKBq2TxI/AAAAAAAAAUg/GPyn6VJYURY/s200/BatmanAA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, by the by, I'm sorry I haven't posted in a while. You know, high school and what not. But my spinning head is finally starting to slow, so I've got a grip on things, and I will gradually begin my regular posts again. (Well, another thing that slowed me down was playing &lt;em&gt;Batman: Arkham Asylum&lt;/em&gt; for the PS3 for a week straight until I beat it. Best. Game. &lt;em&gt;Ever&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks for sticking with me, and goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photo 1: &lt;em&gt;The official logo of the Harvest Festival.&lt;/em&gt; Photo 2: &lt;em&gt;The official logo of Anime Vegas.&lt;/em&gt; Photo 3: &lt;em&gt;La Strada dell'Arte 2008's hired professional artist working with pastels on her piece of the pavement.&lt;/em&gt; Photo 4: &lt;em&gt;The cover of&lt;/em&gt; Batman: Arkham Asylum's &lt;em&gt;PS3 game box.&lt;/em&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/5960030243617885099-4589356682705345164?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/4589356682705345164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=4589356682705345164&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/4589356682705345164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/4589356682705345164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/09/pumpkins-anime-pastels-and-high-school.html' title='Pumpkins, Anime, Pastels, and High School'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sq2txi1iUCI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/QqxjfYmrpis/s72-c/harvestfest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-8709881810996435368</id><published>2009-08-26T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T20:00:48.280-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Memes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday #6: Get a Job, Zorro.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SpX2hv3UnUI/AAAAAAAAAUA/8uzhKpP_C0g/s1600-h/006.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374472789981175106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SpX2hv3UnUI/AAAAAAAAAUA/8uzhKpP_C0g/s400/006.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374472926215655122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SpX2prYJztI/AAAAAAAAAUI/zPFgdfYA0Uw/s400/006.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Wordless Wednesday, or WW, is when bloggers post a single photograph that requires no description or caption. A picture says 1,000 words. &lt;a href="http://wordlesswednesday.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Click here to visit the official Wordless Wednesday website&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-8709881810996435368?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/8709881810996435368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=8709881810996435368&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/8709881810996435368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/8709881810996435368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/08/wordless-wednesday-6-get-job-zorro.html' title='Wordless Wednesday #6: Get a Job, Zorro.'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SpX2hv3UnUI/AAAAAAAAAUA/8uzhKpP_C0g/s72-c/006.2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-3091692932192807481</id><published>2009-08-23T21:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T20:47:19.709-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9th Grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mobile Posts'/><title type='text'>Last Day of Summer (Via Cell Phone)</title><content type='html'>Good night everybody, and happy last day of summer. I'll post about school tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-3091692932192807481?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/3091692932192807481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=3091692932192807481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/3091692932192807481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/3091692932192807481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-night-everybody-and-happy-last-day.html' title='Last Day of Summer (Via Cell Phone)'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-7407004845967647763</id><published>2009-08-19T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T23:04:25.439-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Memes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday #5: Best Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SozmexzrbpI/AAAAAAAAATw/KyTfyVlPBIM/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371921871986716306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SozmexzrbpI/AAAAAAAAATw/KyTfyVlPBIM/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wordless Wednesday, or WW, is when bloggers post a single photograph that requires no description or caption. A picture says 1,000 words. &lt;a href="http://wordlesswednesday.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Click here to visit the official Wordless Wednesday website&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-7407004845967647763?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/7407004845967647763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=7407004845967647763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/7407004845967647763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/7407004845967647763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/08/wordless-wednesday-5-best-friends.html' title='Wordless Wednesday #5: Best Friends'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SozmexzrbpI/AAAAAAAAATw/KyTfyVlPBIM/s72-c/5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-7791233151273114587</id><published>2009-08-18T16:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T16:58:37.813-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9th Grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><title type='text'>School Supplies and Clothes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I went to my high school's orientation today. It was interesting; we got to play a couple "ice-breaker" games, talk to some class of 2010 seniors from the student council, and we got our schedules. My classes are as follows:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Visual Design I with Treat, C.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ceramics I with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Welch&lt;/span&gt;, H.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Freshman Studies with Townsend, M.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Biology I Honors with Williams, E.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dance I with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Keppel&lt;/span&gt;, K.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;English I Honors with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Medcalf&lt;/span&gt;, C.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Geometry Honors with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Groce&lt;/span&gt;, Y.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;...But not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;necessarily&lt;/span&gt; in that order. I haven't quite begun to understand the whole block schedule yet. Anyway, I got a pretty good feel of the campus, so I think I won't have to ask for directions &lt;em&gt;too&lt;/em&gt; much. Plus, I'm one of those people who only has to look at the room numbers for classes the first couple weeks of school before I get the hang of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went to the mall afterwards to go school clothes shopping. I prefer to look at the women's clothing, because it's usually more elegant and pretty, but I did get a few things from the juniors' section. I found a very pretty, purple shirt in the women's department with little rosettes that I will probably wear the first day of school, depending on the temperature outside. I also got a black scarf from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Agaci&lt;/span&gt; that had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;metallic&lt;/span&gt; rainbow string sewn in in stripes. (The colors...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sos-8_VIvLI/AAAAAAAAATo/wvR4ZNGA3sU/s1600-h/MickeyDracula.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371456198082608306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sos-8_VIvLI/AAAAAAAAATo/wvR4ZNGA3sU/s200/MickeyDracula.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And yes, as for my last post, I &lt;em&gt;did indeed&lt;/em&gt; get that Mickey Mouse in a Dracula outfit. They had a couple of things with him in that costume, like statues and decorations. He is most adorable, with his sparkly little cape and whatnot. Just see for yourself from the photo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Lastly, as far as school &lt;em&gt;supplies&lt;/em&gt; goes, I have just about everything I need... Well, you know. Except for a backpack. And a Binder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt;, I'm going to go look at backpacks on &lt;a href="http://jansport.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Jansport's&lt;/span&gt; website&lt;/a&gt; now. See ya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-7791233151273114587?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/7791233151273114587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=7791233151273114587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/7791233151273114587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/7791233151273114587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/08/school-supplies-and-clothes.html' title='School Supplies and Clothes'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sos-8_VIvLI/AAAAAAAAATo/wvR4ZNGA3sU/s72-c/MickeyDracula.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-741365045114552864</id><published>2009-08-18T12:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T16:23:50.503-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mobile Posts'/><title type='text'>Mickey Mouse-ula (Via Cell Phone)</title><content type='html'>Oh my. At the mall's Disney Store; they have their Halloween stuff. They have a stuffed Mickey Mouse-Dracula. How silly! How degrading! How totally mine now! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-741365045114552864?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/741365045114552864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=741365045114552864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/741365045114552864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/741365045114552864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-my.html' title='Mickey Mouse-ula (Via Cell Phone)'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-485912788615897628</id><published>2009-08-17T12:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T16:24:09.585-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mobile Posts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;09 California Vacation'/><title type='text'>On the Road (Via Cell Phone)</title><content type='html'>204 miles from home. Ugh. Zorro has been curled up next to me the whole drive. Listening to Thriller. We bought a blueberry pie from a fruit stand... C:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-485912788615897628?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/485912788615897628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=485912788615897628&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/485912788615897628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/485912788615897628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/08/204-miles-from-home.html' title='On the Road (Via Cell Phone)'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-6475587073982338955</id><published>2009-08-16T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:33:08.745-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;09 California Vacation'/><title type='text'>Warm Desert Air</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, I'll be starting my trek home from California in an hour, probably less. It was fun while it lasted... Video games, fast food, sea lions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yesterday was a big old August birthday party. My uncle Jim turned 47, my grandpa turned 80, my cousin Natalie turned 18, and Natalie's relative turned 70. I got to see just about my entire mother's side of the family. It was great- Travis, my cousin Kenny, Chris and I all played Diddy Kong Racing on the DS. (Whenever I beat them, they accused me of cheats. Pfft.) Natalie got The Sims 3! Ooh, I'm so jealous! I wish I could get it, but one, my birthday isn't until November (the 8th), and two, it's is increasingly difficult to get my dad to install &lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt; on our desktop, so I would have to wait for a laptop. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we took lots of films and photos of the party, so I'll make a movie and post it when I get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost lost my copy of Dracula. We searched high and low for it, both at Travis' and my grandparents' houses, for a day or two. I finally found it a minute ago... In the door pocket of my Aunt Theresa's car. Ugh. Well, at least I found it, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family has some more money now, so we will probably be able to afford a new bedroom set for me soon! Yay! I've &lt;em&gt;always dreamed&lt;/em&gt; of having a bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough with the sarcasm. I have to go, we're leaving soon. I might post a bit from the road using my cell phone. We'll drive to Bakersfield, have some Chick-fil-A (which I haven't had in about 10 years), stay overnight at a hotel, then drive the rest of the way in the morning. And by "we," I mean Chris, my mother, our two cats, and I. I'm a little eager to get home to my own stone tablet of a mattress and the warm desert air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-6475587073982338955?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/6475587073982338955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=6475587073982338955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/6475587073982338955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/6475587073982338955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/08/warm-desert-air.html' title='Warm Desert Air'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-5408277764733685747</id><published>2009-08-14T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T13:01:18.497-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Memes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aloha Fridays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;09 California Vacation'/><title type='text'>Aloha Friday #6: Vacations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://islandlife808.com/memes/aloha-friday-95/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354352840919124690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sk57ik0WitI/AAAAAAAAAM4/A4WUzNLXIUA/s320/Aloha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The blog &lt;a href="http://islandlife808.com/" target="blank"&gt;An Island Life&lt;/a&gt; chronicles a mother's life in Hawaii. On it, she started a blog phenomenon called "Aloha Friday." She writes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;In Hawaii, Aloha Friday is the day that we take it easy and look forward to the weekend. So I thought that on Fridays I would take it easy on posting, too. Therefore, I’ll ask a simple question for you to answer. Nothing that requires a lengthy response."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll join in the fun, along with the 100+ people posting their questions. I am on vacation in California right now, so here is my question for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was the best vacation you ever went on?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's my Aloha Friday question! Feel free to write as long or as short of a response as you want in the comments of this post, and be sure to click the picture above to read An Island Life's latest installment of Aloha Friday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-5408277764733685747?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/5408277764733685747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=5408277764733685747&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/5408277764733685747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/5408277764733685747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/08/aloha-friday-6-vacations.html' title='Aloha Friday #6: Vacations'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sk57ik0WitI/AAAAAAAAAM4/A4WUzNLXIUA/s72-c/Aloha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-8727522074641016979</id><published>2009-08-12T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T21:55:33.478-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;09 California Vacation'/><title type='text'>Hotel Dracul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SoOcYQCbWUI/AAAAAAAAATY/9m-EDU6NL0A/s1600-h/blogger07.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369307121191704898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SoOcYQCbWUI/AAAAAAAAATY/9m-EDU6NL0A/s200/blogger07.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hey there! Another short post from Modesto, California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I got here, I started playing Sims 2 for the DS again. It isn't exactly like most other Sims games, where you direct multiple people and their lives. Basically, in this game, you run around "Strangetown" as one single character as the manager of a dying hotel. You have to raise the hotel score to 100%, battling Aliens, tipping cows, and interacting with other Sims along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to start a new file, but when I tried to make myself, I couldn't seem to make a Sim that looked right (there isn't a very big selection of looks). So, I decided instead to make somebody else- and who would be the first to pop into my head but Dracula? Yes, that's right- I made a Dracula Sim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to keep Sim Dracula as close to Classic Dracula as possible. This basically means all male Sims are my enemy/rival, and all female Sims are my best friends/lovers/soul mates. It's actually quite hilarious of a task, since there are about 10-15 guy Sims and only 4 girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since Dracula's &lt;em&gt;castle&lt;/em&gt; is called "Castle Dracul," his &lt;em&gt;hotel&lt;/em&gt; should be called "Hotel Dracul," right? Right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SoOcgsc-khI/AAAAAAAAATg/nOUtatL_z7w/s1600-h/blogger08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369307266258211346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SoOcgsc-khI/AAAAAAAAATg/nOUtatL_z7w/s200/blogger08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Other games I've been hooked on lately (mostly thanks to my cousin Travis) include Diddy Kong Racing for the DS, Tales of Symphonia: Dawn of the New World for the Wii, Wario Ware: Party Games for the Gamecube, and Kirby Air Ride for the Gamecube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to share that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Kohl's today with my grandmother and my Aunt Susie. (Today is my Grandpa's 80th birthday. Happy birthday!) I have been to Kohl's once, maybe twice, and my mind's eye was for some reason deceiving me into believing that it was like a Target, not a department store. It's a shame- I wanted to get a little orange notebook to write Halloween party and costume things in. (Yup- I am PSYCHED.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween will be &lt;em&gt;great&lt;/em&gt;- I want to throw a big, insane, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monster&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; bash on Halloween night. I'm talking going all-out, the whole nine yards. It will be fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to get going. I have to play Sims 2 and finish waiting for the vault I had built for a mob boss staying at Hotel Dracul to be finished. Later! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-8727522074641016979?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/8727522074641016979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=8727522074641016979&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/8727522074641016979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/8727522074641016979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/08/hotel-dracul.html' title='Hotel Dracul'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SoOcYQCbWUI/AAAAAAAAATY/9m-EDU6NL0A/s72-c/blogger07.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-4965775678824430469</id><published>2009-08-12T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T00:29:47.681-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food and Drink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature and Enviroment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;09 California Vacation'/><title type='text'>The Fabulous Fog City</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SoJsrdkR82I/AAAAAAAAASw/JRLM7I6V_Yo/s1600-h/blogger06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368973199706026850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SoJsrdkR82I/AAAAAAAAASw/JRLM7I6V_Yo/s200/blogger06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yup, that's right- on Sunday, I went to the fabulous "Fog City-" San Francisco, California. It was a little chilly, bu got colder throughout the day. Mark Twain once said, "The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco." Brrrr. Anyway, I will try to describe my adventure there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, just to start off, the Oakland Bay Bridge was fun. It was very large, and would probably be quite intimidating if the ocean view was not so beautiful. Aunt Susie and I ate at Bubba Gump's Shrimp Co. I had some very delicious coconut shrimp. The restaurant is themed after the movie "Forrest Gump," which I know of, but have yet to see. Travis had pizza next door at North Beach Pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SoJs2VijvuI/AAAAAAAAAS4/GUT4VAYXoxk/s1600-h/blogger01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368973386529881826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SoJs2VijvuI/AAAAAAAAAS4/GUT4VAYXoxk/s200/blogger01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We walked along Pier 39 a bit, and then stopped for a long while to look at the sea lions. It wasn't terribly windy, so we didn't smell them all &lt;em&gt;too&lt;/em&gt; much. It was funny, because there were so many out there- covering about half of the several floating platforms. One platform was half-covered by piles of sunbathing sea lions, and the other half was being fought over between about three or four specific sea lions. They kept on biting each other and shoving each other off, as if they were playing "King of the Hill." At one point, when one knocked the other off, the other stuck its head out of the water and pulled it down with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SoJtArv4dLI/AAAAAAAAATA/ZtDNECWT1PM/s1600-h/blogger02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368973564290036914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SoJtArv4dLI/AAAAAAAAATA/ZtDNECWT1PM/s200/blogger02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We browsed Pier 39's many shops for a bit. At "Chocolate Heaven," the ultimate chocolate store, we got very delicious chocolate truffles. We stopped to look at the "San Francisco Music Box Company" store. I got my picture taken with the Wicked Witch statue inside. There, I bought an adorable souvenir- a stuffed sea lion that barks when you squeeze it and has "San Francisco" underneath the Golden Gate Bridge embroidered on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SoJtPGMtBrI/AAAAAAAAATI/WDl9iHi52Z8/s1600-h/blogger03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368973811908413106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SoJtPGMtBrI/AAAAAAAAATI/WDl9iHi52Z8/s200/blogger03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After our Pier 39 exploring, we headed over to Golden Gate Park and went to the Japanese Tea Gardens. The cherry blossoms are only blooming in April, but the gardens were still beautiful. There were stone bridges, the famous half-circle "Half Moon Bridge," and many ponds and streams with ducks, koi fish, and at one point, statues of cranes. Before we left, we stopped for some hot jasmine tea and cookies at the teahouse. The food and drink was very good. I also enjoyed watching a frantic, twitchy squirrel combat-crawl down the stairs searching for scraps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the tea gardens, we crossed the great Golden Gate Bridge and went to the small town of Sausalito to look for somewhere to have dinner and to walk along the beach. The beaches were overcrowded and inaccessible, and we only found a single place to eat which was too fancy and pricey, but it was fun to drive along the island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started to drive back to San Francisco, but stopped along the way at a beach area. (I think it was called "Vista Point?" I'm not sure, I'll check with Aunt Susie later.) It was breathtaking. The hill was between two mountains and lead down to a beach, and the sun was just setting, casting a warm orange glow and a long reflection across the ocean. There were decades-old abandoned stone brick bathhouses that were crumbling where they stood. What was once the swimming pool was now home to dozens of ducks. A long, winding, steep staircase lead down the hill and past grassy plains, ending at an entrance to a cave-tunnel. The cave was a dead end, at a spectacular view of the other side of the mountain. We found what must have been, long ago, paths across the hill, but no safe or convenient way down to the beach, even though others were down there. With all the ruins everywhere, Travis said "I just had a 'Legend of Zelda' moment." The walk back up the stairway was torture on our legs, and we were beaten and I was cold by the time we climbed back up to the parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before we went back over the Golden Gate Bridge, we stopped at a nearby viewpoint. I put a quarter in one of those standing binoculars and looked at the bridge, Alcatraz, and the coastline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SoJt2cBYk9I/AAAAAAAAATQ/U3HID69xaJU/s1600-h/blogger05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368974487781413842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SoJt2cBYk9I/AAAAAAAAATQ/U3HID69xaJU/s200/blogger05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once we were back in San Francisco, we had some Burger King. Finally, we got to the culinary highlight of our day in the Fog City- Ghirardelli's Ice Cream Parlor. I had mint chocolate chip ice cream in a chocolate-dipped waffle bowl with dark chocolate hot fudge. (I apologize to those who I am making hungry.) It was delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I would be glad to post the many photos I took, believe me, I would- but they're all either being developed currently, or they are on my phone. I will transfer the photos from my phone, if I can ever find the USB port for this darned computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm exhausted right now. All I want to do is crawl into bed and read about the silly, human adventures of the eccentric, Dutch, Dr. Abraham von Helsing. Good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1st Photo: &lt;em&gt;The logo of Bubba Gump's Shrimp Co.&lt;/em&gt; 2nd Photo: &lt;em&gt;Sea lions lounging on their floating platforms on Pier 39.&lt;/em&gt; 3rd Photo: &lt;em&gt;The Chocolate Heaven store on Pier 39.&lt;/em&gt; 4th Photo: &lt;em&gt;The famous "Half Moon Bridge" in the Japanese Tea Gardens at Golden Gate Park.&lt;/em&gt; 5th Photo: &lt;em&gt;Ghirardelli Square, home to the old Ghirardelli factory, now a chocolate shop and ice cream parlor.&lt;/em&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/5960030243617885099-4965775678824430469?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/4965775678824430469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=4965775678824430469&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/4965775678824430469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/4965775678824430469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/08/fabulous-fog-city.html' title='The Fabulous Fog City'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SoJsrdkR82I/AAAAAAAAASw/JRLM7I6V_Yo/s72-c/blogger06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-8225780037908606161</id><published>2009-08-08T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T20:14:21.933-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;09 California Vacation'/><title type='text'>Airports and Arcade Games</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sn4-7hbjEmI/AAAAAAAAASo/-zTOEnwT8f0/s1600-h/house+of+the+dead.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367796998179328610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sn4-7hbjEmI/AAAAAAAAASo/-zTOEnwT8f0/s200/house+of+the+dead.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello, this will be another short post. I am at my grandparents' computer in California. The flight was good, just a plain, boring little flight. I read up on San Francisco on the way there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to see my cousin Travis' new chihuahua, Pipsqueak. Travis and I played some arcade games and had pizza at the mall. We played Mario Kart, which was cool because it took your picture and put a Mario hat, etc. on you. It was hard, though, because I'm not used to playing on automatic, and you couldn't power-slide. They had Pacman, Ms. Pacman, and one of the Pacman game ghosts, which was weird because Pacman is a Namco thing, not a Nintendo thing... We also played House of the Dead 4. I love zombie games, ever since I was little and used to watch my brother play House of the Dead and Resident Evil. It was hilarious, because our characters passed a huge horde of zombies below us, and the whiny girl said "This is &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; normal." Ya think!? We got some tickets playing ski-ball, and Travis played the Deal or No Deal machine. We got 100 tickets and got one of those clear balls with water and glitter inside. It's blue and swirly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, we go to San Francisco. We'll leave at 10 A.M., and we'll go to Pier 39, eat at Bubba Gump's (best shrimp &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt;), and maybe even ride a cable car. I brought along plenty of spending money. Travis is coming with Aunt Susie and I, so I know I won't get bored in the car ride over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be sure to update tomorrow night. Until then, I woke up at 8 A.M. and barely got any sleep, so I'll probably be hittin' the hay pretty early here. Good night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-8225780037908606161?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/8225780037908606161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=8225780037908606161&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/8225780037908606161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/8225780037908606161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/08/airports-and-arcade-games.html' title='Airports and Arcade Games'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sn4-7hbjEmI/AAAAAAAAASo/-zTOEnwT8f0/s72-c/house+of+the+dead.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-679748732445620137</id><published>2009-08-08T12:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T16:17:53.281-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News and Media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mobile Posts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;09 California Vacation'/><title type='text'>Airport Message (Via Cell Phone)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sending this from my cell phone. Waiting at the gate for my flight. I still love airports. Reading EW's 20 greatest vampires. Dracula's in there 4 times. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-679748732445620137?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/679748732445620137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=679748732445620137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/679748732445620137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/679748732445620137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/08/sending-this-from-my-cell-phone.html' title='Airport Message (Via Cell Phone)'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-5065722525645735922</id><published>2009-08-07T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T23:12:32.919-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;09 California Vacation'/><title type='text'>Goodbye, Vegas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This will be a very short post, on account of the fact that I have to wake up at 8:00 tomorrow to catch my flight. Sigh. (Yeah, you may be laughing, but you wouldn't be if you were like me and had the natural sleep schedule of a bat, or an owl.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to say here that I will be flying to San Diego tomorrow. My Aunt Susie will pick me up from the airport, and we will drive to my grandparents' in Modesto. On Sunday, my aunt will drive my cousin Travis and I to San Francisco for a day to have some fun. I won't be coming back to Vegas until next weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to set up my cell phone so that I can take a picture and post it on Blogger, but my mom feels the need to look at it, and she's too lazy to pause her movie and come upstairs for two minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll figure something out. I'll be sure to take lots of pictures, and I will post when I get there. Well, good night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-5065722525645735922?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/5065722525645735922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=5065722525645735922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/5065722525645735922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/5065722525645735922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/08/goodbye-vegas.html' title='Goodbye, Vegas.'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-3502215940772640313</id><published>2009-08-05T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T13:23:09.336-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;08 California Vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Memes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday #4: My Summer '08 California Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366572576990695202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SnnlU1DiDyI/AAAAAAAAAR4/BqoGDxE9YTQ/s400/004.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SnnmECN5NeI/AAAAAAAAASg/tsY_QCXJJCw/s1600-h/004.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366573387977668066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SnnmECN5NeI/AAAAAAAAASg/tsY_QCXJJCw/s400/004.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Snnl5bKCWxI/AAAAAAAAASY/ECbkhltQrA8/s1600-h/004.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366573205693815570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Snnl5bKCWxI/AAAAAAAAASY/ECbkhltQrA8/s400/004.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Snnll0fiX9I/AAAAAAAAASI/VZjUfDIfdHo/s1600-h/004.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366572868897497042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Snnll0fiX9I/AAAAAAAAASI/VZjUfDIfdHo/s400/004.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366573091801717298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Snnlyy4C2jI/AAAAAAAAASQ/OlNEGEVQCFY/s400/004.6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366572692630135458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Snnlbj2H4qI/AAAAAAAAASA/Lqn6oo501hY/s400/004.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wordless Wednesday, or WW, is when bloggers post a single photograph that requires no description or caption. A picture says 1,000 words. &lt;a href="http://wordlesswednesday.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Click here to visit the official Wordless Wednesday website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-3502215940772640313?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/3502215940772640313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=3502215940772640313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/3502215940772640313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/3502215940772640313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/08/wordless-wednesday-4-summer-08-ca.html' title='Wordless Wednesday #4: My Summer &apos;08 California Vacation'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SnnlU1DiDyI/AAAAAAAAAR4/BqoGDxE9YTQ/s72-c/004.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-1279951918242249923</id><published>2009-08-03T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T22:55:19.708-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009 Move'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Come and Gone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SnfM3oKAWRI/AAAAAAAAARw/ifua8gVioJs/s1600-h/Summer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365982737079490834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SnfM3oKAWRI/AAAAAAAAARw/ifua8gVioJs/s200/Summer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;Summer's just flown by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've missed both &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Anime&lt;/span&gt; Expo &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; Comic Con. I was mostly looking forward to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Anime&lt;/span&gt; Expo, but still... I just watched a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;webcast&lt;/span&gt; from one of my YouTube subscriptions describing Comic Con, and apparently, they had a whole Alice in Wonderland touring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;expedition&lt;/span&gt; from the 2010 movie directed by Tim Burton! They had life-size set replicas, concept art... Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't do much because we were moving. I suppose it isn't that big of a deal... There's always next year... I also suppose that they aren't what's really bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess summer has just come and gone. It seems like a week ago that I was looking through my middle school yearbook on the ride home, almost tearing up at all the kind, sweet things people told me. And now, it is August, summer's final month, and what have I done? I've moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year, I'm not going to waste my summer. I will fill my hot, desert days hanging out with friends, going on vacations, and enjoying myself. I will drag out each and every day, and at night, I shall go about my usual prowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, prowling. Such a nice word. Moving altered my sleep schedule, but I am slowly drifting back to my nocturnal ways. I slept until 1:15 P.M. today! How great is that? I know some people who tell me that they wake up at about 11:00 A.M. and feel lazy, and all I can do is laugh. I was talking, watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;anime&lt;/span&gt;, and hanging out with my brother last night. Nighttime is so amazing- the darkness, the quiet. I seem to have more energy and emotion at night. It's just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway, I hope everybody has had a good summer so far. Sweet dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-1279951918242249923?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/1279951918242249923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=1279951918242249923&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/1279951918242249923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/1279951918242249923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/08/come-and-gone.html' title='Come and Gone...'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SnfM3oKAWRI/AAAAAAAAARw/ifua8gVioJs/s72-c/Summer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-7274312177135589433</id><published>2009-07-31T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T13:10:29.489-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009 Move'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9th Grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;09 California Vacation'/><title type='text'>Honey, I'm home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SnPQ_TTNgNI/AAAAAAAAARY/c1tJRordubw/s1600-h/Keys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364861367059579090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SnPQ_TTNgNI/AAAAAAAAARY/c1tJRordubw/s200/Keys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Did you miss me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...No&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, too bad, because I'm back and I have more to blog about than ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's get started then. First thing- the move. My mom turned in the keys to the old house today... At first, I thought that there would be no trouble at all for me saying goodbye. Then towards my final days in that house, sitting on the carpet and looking around at all the furniture marks, places where I had hung things, and little pieces of garbage on the floor, I started to feel a little sentimental. However, now that I'm at the new house, and after having seen the maids clean up the old house, I don't feel anything. That's right- Captain Heartless is the victor once again! (Just kidding. Har-har.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new room already feels like home. I have my new TV stand, my TV, my DVD and CD racks, my hopelessly abused bookcase, and my mattress on the floor. I bought a deep red sheet at Target to temporarily use over my foam mattress cover. Deep red is such a nice color... Oh, look at me and my ever-changing favorite color. I think it's because I'm an artist... Like a mother secretly playing favorites with her children, but she still says that she loves them all. I'm so cruel, teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SnPSUBjqTWI/AAAAAAAAARg/kwxuadtNkyg/s1600-h/Las+Vegas+Academy+Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364862822585617762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SnPSUBjqTWI/AAAAAAAAARg/kwxuadtNkyg/s200/Las+Vegas+Academy+Front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Moving on. The past four days- Monday to Thursday- I have been going to a daily "Freshman Orientation Camp" at LVA. It was from 8 to 11 A.M. The first day, I got there and was extremely nervous. I found my friend Sydney there, and I sat with her during the principle's introduction. (The principal, Andre Long, seems really nice.) I learned that LVA was originally built in the 1930's as Las Vegas High School, and the first day of school is August 24th. Halfway through each day, we had a "nutrition break," where we got Lunchables, granola bars, and water. I sat with my friend Audrey and our new friend who is also an art major. Eventually, our group started growing and growing, and before I knew it, I was sitting at a crowded, loud table full of old and new friends, laughing and talking and joking around. (Audrey kept on grabbing ice from the water cooler and sticking it down Brooke and I's shirts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During these four days, we learned about the academics, played games to get to know each other, and had a blast. We played this one game, "Two Truths and a Lie," where you said three things about yourself, one of them being a lie, and people had to guess which was false. Well, it got to this one really tall, nice boy, and he said "I'm a theatre major, my family owns an ice cream truck, and I have 14 dogs." We all tried to guess, until he eventually told us "Well, I'm actually a dance major, not a theatre major." Several jaws dropped. We later found out that, in addition to his 14 dogs, he has 9 cats, making a total of 23 pets. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first day, we got a tour of the school. I walked around with Audrey, and chatted with her and her mother. (Parents were invited the first day, but my mom was held up with moving.) We learned that we had to share a locker with a "locker buddy." When we heard that, Audrey and I quickly joined arms as I said "I call her! Sorry, everybody." On the last day, on my request, our table played and filmed a hilarious game of "Truth or Dare" while we enjoyed the end-of-camp barbecue. (The meat was great. Grin.) Audrey and a couple other people were vegetarians and had garden burgers. There's a Vegan Club at LVA, apparently. (I respect their ideas and discipline, but don't understand it. Animals eat each other in the wild all the time- lions eat zebras and antelopes and whatnot, we eat cows and other farm animals.) But anyway, camp was really fun. I'm anxious to get back to school now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SnPS2CT_YpI/AAAAAAAAARo/X6KXdjO2i5g/s1600-h/Map+of+California.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364863406903878290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SnPS2CT_YpI/AAAAAAAAARo/X6KXdjO2i5g/s200/Map+of+California.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, that pretty much sums up the events that took place during my absence from the internet. Oh, wait! I almost forgot! I will be flying to California on August the 8th- almost exactly one week from now. My Aunt Susie will pick me up from the airport in San Diego, where we will go to my grandparents' in Modesto. On either Sunday or Tuesday, we'll visit San Francisco with my cousin Travis. I'll stay with them in Modesto until the following weekend of my grandpa's birthday party, when my family will drive up, attend the party, then drive me back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have much to make up for due to my internet-absence. See ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1st Photo: &lt;em&gt;Keys. Love using them, hate losing them.&lt;/em&gt; 2nd Photo: &lt;em&gt;LVA Academics building. (The school was formerly Las Vegas High School. They just didn't change the sign.)&lt;/em&gt; 3rd Photo: &lt;em&gt;Map of California.&lt;/em&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/5960030243617885099-7274312177135589433?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/7274312177135589433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=7274312177135589433&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/7274312177135589433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/7274312177135589433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/07/honey-im-home.html' title='Honey, I&apos;m home!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SnPQ_TTNgNI/AAAAAAAAARY/c1tJRordubw/s72-c/Keys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-6917797208194034976</id><published>2009-07-31T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T13:47:51.146-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Memes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aloha Fridays'/><title type='text'>Aloha Friday #5: Flying</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://islandlife808.com/memes/aloha-friday-93/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 156px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354352840919124690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sk57ik0WitI/AAAAAAAAAM4/A4WUzNLXIUA/s320/Aloha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The blog &lt;a href="http://islandlife808.com/" target="blank"&gt;An Island Life&lt;/a&gt; chronicles a mother's life in Hawaii. On it, she started a blog phenomenon called "Aloha Friday." She writes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;In Hawaii, Aloha Friday is the day that we take it easy and look forward to the weekend. So I thought that on Fridays I would take it easy on posting, too. Therefore, I’ll ask a simple question for you to answer. Nothing that requires a lengthy response."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll join in the fun, along with the 100+ people posting their questions. Well, I just recently found out that on August 8&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, I will be flying to California to visit family. I love flying, and I especially love airports- you get to see all the tourists (especially here in Vegas), there's so many people, and there's coffee. However, I know that some are afraid of flying, so, out of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;curiosity&lt;/span&gt;, this week I ask you this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do you feel about flying, and what was the best or worst flight you've ever been on?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's my Aloha Friday question! Feel free to write as long or as short of a response as you want in the comments of this post, and be sure to click the picture above to read An Island Life's latest installment of Aloha Friday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-6917797208194034976?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/6917797208194034976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=6917797208194034976&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/6917797208194034976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/6917797208194034976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/07/aloha-friday-5-flying.html' title='Aloha Friday #5: Flying'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sk57ik0WitI/AAAAAAAAAM4/A4WUzNLXIUA/s72-c/Aloha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-4019205524422110010</id><published>2009-07-24T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T01:08:26.910-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Don't Know when I'll be Back Again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I just got home from picking my father up from the airport, followed by a buffet and "Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince." I will post a review for this and a few other movies in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I haven't been posting too often lately, and the little that does get posted is of very unimportant subjects. That's just my life right now, I suppose- I'm packing and cleaning, being yelled at, scolded, whined to, and having to witness several fits of hysteria. I am but 14, but I do not see any reason for such fits of emotionalism because of &lt;em&gt;moving&lt;/em&gt;. I know it's expensive, difficult, and tiring, but humans have suffered through much, much worse, right? This is probably the reason for me posting such silly little things lately; you have to learn to appreciate the little things in life. A lot of people forget that, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the little things- the taste of a tall glass of iced tea, light seeping through the blinds, fuzzy, soft carpet, a hot bagel in the morning, air conditioning in the desert heat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. It's sad when you're so tired that you begin to ramble like this. Anyway, the point of this here post is to tell everybody- I might not post much the next week or two. My computer will be moved, and I am not entirely sure how long it takes to set back up. Please- bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, have a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S. I wonder if you noticed the title of this post about picking up my father in accordance with &lt;a href="http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/07/leaving-on-jet-plane.html" target="_blank"&gt;the post describing dropping him off&lt;/a&gt;. How many of you know that song? &lt;em&gt;Oh I'm leaving on a jet plane- don't know when I'll be back again...&lt;/em&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/5960030243617885099-4019205524422110010?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/4019205524422110010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=4019205524422110010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/4019205524422110010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/4019205524422110010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/07/dont-know-when-ill-be-back-again.html' title='Don&apos;t Know when I&apos;ll be Back Again...'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-4907282411158118201</id><published>2009-07-24T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T00:39:14.460-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Memes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aloha Fridays'/><title type='text'>Aloha Friday #4: Based on Books</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://islandlife808.com/aloha-friday/aloha-friday-89/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354352840919124690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sk57ik0WitI/AAAAAAAAAM4/A4WUzNLXIUA/s320/Aloha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The blog &lt;a href="http://islandlife808.com/" target="blank"&gt;An Island Life&lt;/a&gt; chronicles a mother's life in Hawaii. On it, she started a blog phenomenon called "Aloha Friday." She writes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;In Hawaii, Aloha Friday is the day that we take it easy and look forward to the weekend. So I thought that on Fridays I would take it easy on posting, too. Therefore, I’ll ask a simple question for you to answer. Nothing that requires a lengthy response."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll join in the fun, along with the 100+ people posting their questions. I just got home from seeing Half Blood Prince, and I was excited to see the trailer for the new Sherlock Holmes movie coming out this Christmas. My parents both told me that it didn't exactly have that Sherlock Holmes style, so to speak. This prompts my question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What book(s) have you read that were later made into a movie? Was it a thrill, or a dissapointment? (If you can't think of any book such as this, what book do you &lt;em&gt;wish&lt;/em&gt; be made into a movie?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's my Aloha Friday question! Feel free to write as long or as short of a response as you want in the comments of this post, and be sure to click the picture above to read An Island Life's latest installment of Aloha Friday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-4907282411158118201?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/4907282411158118201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=4907282411158118201&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/4907282411158118201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/4907282411158118201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/07/aloha-friday-4-based-on-books.html' title='Aloha Friday #4: Based on Books'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sk57ik0WitI/AAAAAAAAAM4/A4WUzNLXIUA/s72-c/Aloha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-4045383453273363890</id><published>2009-07-22T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T08:50:14.271-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009 Move'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pets'/><title type='text'>Informalities and Vampires breaking things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SmbErawR95I/AAAAAAAAARI/qDPldqFC92E/s1600-h/menagerie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361188656626399122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SmbErawR95I/AAAAAAAAARI/qDPldqFC92E/s200/menagerie2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello there. Yes, as usual, I am about to begin typing yet another silly, wandering-thought post extremely early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched another Star Trek T.O.S. episode- "The Menagerie, Pt. I." At the end, Spock was pleading with Kirk, and he called him Jim. I don't quite know why, but I find I get a tiny bit flustered on the rare occasions Spock addresses the captain as Jim- not like upset, just surprised. I've always addressed adults by formal titles. Then again, Spock is both older than Kirk, and his best friend. Perhaps my doing that has something to do with me growing up an air force brat. I always address my friends' parents as Mr. or Mrs., followed by their surname. When they tell me to call them by their first name, I feel embarrassed. I need to get over that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We donated some things to Catholic Charities this morning- my bunk bed, my brother's old captain's bed, our old washer and dryer, and our old, huge, slightly fuzzy TV. I'm sure somebody will make good use out of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I spent frantically working with my brother and my mother to clean my room so that they could remove the bunk bed. I took off a huge pile of pillows and blankets and made a mountain in the loft. My brother and I enjoyed tossing the kitten, Zorro, onto said mountain. (It was also quite fun to throw myself on top of.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I spent most of the day in the garage with my mother and brother, Chris. We were looking through old boxes and rearranging to get more organized. My mom found a dozen old dresses my dear Aunt Glenda made for me when I was younger. I have never seen much of her, but she e-mails me all the time. From what I understand and can remember, she is very kind. After the first five or so dresses shown to me, I asked why she made so many, and my mother said that I reminded Aunt Glenda of herself. It's nice to know that. Many people on both sides of the family think of me as "Mary, the artistic one in the family." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SmbE0O4VOXI/AAAAAAAAARQ/t5wW8wtoyFM/s1600-h/Book_Dracula.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361188808057764210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SmbE0O4VOXI/AAAAAAAAARQ/t5wW8wtoyFM/s200/Book_Dracula.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been able to catch up in Dracula. Jonathan is now captive in the count's castle. There is a scene I found particularly funny... Jonathan is shaving in his chambers using the shaving glass he hung up on the wall (there wasn't a mirror in the castle- why would Dracula need one, he couldn't see himself anyway). He feels a hand on his shoulder and the count's voice say "Good morning," and Jonathan is so startled that he cuts himself with his razor. While Jonathan is looking from the count to the glass and back again, wondering why he did not see the count behind him in the reflection, Dracula says: "Take care how you cut yourself. It is more dangerous than you think in this country. And this is the wretched thing that has done the mischief. It is a foul bauble of man's vanity. Away with it!" He then snatches the mirror, opens a giant window, and thrusts the glass out, and Jonathan watches it shatter and thinks to himself how annoying it is that he cannot shave now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it funny? I don't know, perhaps it's just me. I just get a hilarious mental image of an elderly Dracula tossing a tiny little mirror out a huge castle window abruptly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably go clear room in my bedroom to put my mattress on the floor. I'm sure with the right amount of blankets, I can lessen the impact. Farewell, and may you have a pleasant day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1st Photo: &lt;em&gt;Captain Christopher Pike from Star Trek T.O.S.'s "The Menagerie" two-part episode.&lt;/em&gt; 2nd Photo: Dracula&lt;em&gt; by Bram Stoker.&lt;/em&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/5960030243617885099-4045383453273363890?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/4045383453273363890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=4045383453273363890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/4045383453273363890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/4045383453273363890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/07/informalities-and-jonathan-who-is.html' title='Informalities and Vampires breaking things'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SmbErawR95I/AAAAAAAAARI/qDPldqFC92E/s72-c/menagerie2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-9180537859149981547</id><published>2009-07-22T00:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T00:20:53.927-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009 Move'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Memes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday #3: Goodbye, Old Home- It's been fun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sma9g4NVvPI/AAAAAAAAARA/fgp7cwtovYw/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361180778972953842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sma9g4NVvPI/AAAAAAAAARA/fgp7cwtovYw/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wordless Wednesday, or WW, is when bloggers post a single photograph that requires no description or caption. A picture says 1,000 words. &lt;a href="http://wordlesswednesday.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Click here to visit the official Wordless Wednesday website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-9180537859149981547?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/9180537859149981547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=9180537859149981547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/9180537859149981547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/9180537859149981547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/07/wordless-wednesday-3-goodbye-old-home.html' title='Wordless Wednesday #3: Goodbye, Old Home- It&apos;s been fun.'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sma9g4NVvPI/AAAAAAAAARA/fgp7cwtovYw/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-3526001149320237704</id><published>2009-07-21T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T14:35:55.978-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Top 10 Tuesdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Memes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Top 10 Lists'/><title type='text'>Top 10 Reasons to Love/Hate Back-to-School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.itsabeautyfilledlife.com/2009/07/top-ten-tuesday-whats-going-on.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361029345966886306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SmYzyUTNDaI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/ySH4aS-MJ5c/s200/TopTenTuesday.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love going back to school, but sometimes it feels like a pain. As you may know. I post "top 10" lists on whim, but since it's Tuesday, I'm doing it to celebrate &lt;a href="http://www.itsabeautyfilledlife.com/"&gt;It's a Beauty Filled Life's&lt;/a&gt; Top 10 Tuesday! (Click the picture above to read today's installment!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, without further ado, here are 10 reasons to love going back to school, and 10 reasons to hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top 10 Reasons to Love Going Back to School&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;You get to be able to see all your friends again, more often, every day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You have the chance to make new friends &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; meet new people, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; if you're starting at a new school.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can once again fill your days with time-killing school activities, like clubs, shows, and projects.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's fun to go shopping for back-to-school clothes and supplies. (It helps you look forward to it even more.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can actually get out of the house for hours a day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You get to start off fresh and new, with new teachers and new subjects to study.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your brain won't melt into a pile of oatmeal from lack of use.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You get to go to school dances and parties- like proms, Halloween dances, etc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Depending on when your birthday is, you might get to celebrate with friends during lunch on your birthday- or even help others celebrate!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You get to go back to your favorite classes and subjects.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top 10 Reasons to Hate Going Back to School&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Homework, homework, homework.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your alarm clock will once again wake you up every morning with it's shrill cries. (I had to wake up at 4:30 A.M. each morning this past school year.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your meals will again consist of unidentifiable cafeteria food or bland packed lunches.You might get one of those evil, nasty teachers, whose purpose in life is to torture children.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Curfews will probably be worse, and you'll have to get to bed early. (This is torture for me, being a natural night person to the core.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you're going to a new school, whether because you're moving up to a new grade or you transferred, you can get lost on-campus or not know anybody.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You will be sucked back into the school social system, along with the good, the bad, and the downright snobby.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You probably won't get to go on vacations as much, like you did in the summer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's easier to get in trouble. You have to watch what you say and do wherever you go, and follow rules 24/7 unless you want detention, grounding, and a parental lecture.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Depending on the school, you'll probably have to follow their dress codes once more, or worse- uniforms.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can miss out on tons of things during the day or late at night. (Some parents won't allow their kids to miss school for anything short of an illness or funeral.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-3526001149320237704?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/3526001149320237704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=3526001149320237704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/3526001149320237704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/3526001149320237704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/07/top-10-reasons-to-love-and-hate-back-to.html' title='Top 10 Reasons to Love/Hate Back-to-School'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SmYzyUTNDaI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/ySH4aS-MJ5c/s72-c/TopTenTuesday.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-6665484495647386575</id><published>2009-07-19T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T17:14:10.902-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clothes Hair Etc.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9th Grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Academics'/><title type='text'>The Best or Worst years of your Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SmQdPeFqyZI/AAAAAAAAAQg/v1PCulojHAY/s1600-h/lockers3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360441608089815442" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SmQdPeFqyZI/AAAAAAAAAQg/v1PCulojHAY/s200/lockers3.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'll be a freshman next year. A freshman. At a high school. With other humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woahboy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Dang reminded me of a saying shortly after we graduated from middle school... "High school can be either the best or the worst four years of your life." As if there's no medium. You'll either absolutely hate it, or passionately love it. I think we all know which side of that we want to be on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not one of those people who thinks, &lt;em&gt;I'm going to a new school! I should reinvent myself.&lt;/em&gt; Then, next year, the happy, smiley, cute little redhead has a nose-ring, jet black hair and a leather miniskirt. It's a tad scary to see that happen to people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SmQdasIDHkI/AAAAAAAAAQo/yKrF7Snavuc/s1600-h/wavy1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360441800836456002" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SmQdasIDHkI/AAAAAAAAAQo/yKrF7Snavuc/s200/wavy1.bmp" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 200px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 182px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;However, I do want to make &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; changes before I go to high school. For one, I got a haircut... (Yeah, I know- "your hair is short enough.") Instead of my typical straightened bangs messily tucked behind my ear, with the left side longer than the right, my bangs are now short enough to just cover my forehead, with both sides even. I also don't straighten it. My hair is naturally quite wavy... Kind of in the way you see women in the 20's, with the hair not straight, but not curly... I've decided to try to straighten my hair less- one goal to make for high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reminded of a chapter in the Ouran High School Host Club manga, where a girl has insecurities about her curly hair, so she straightens it all the time. When she meets Tamaki, he tells her that he bets her heart is as beautiful and as "pure" as her hair, so she takes that to mean she's phony... But then the hosts help, or something (I can't remember), and she goes to school with curly hair. All the girls say 'Oh, it's so beautiful!' I don't think any of my friends have ever seen my hair wavy. (Well, except for Shae, after swimming!) I wonder what they'll think. I'm not as insecure as the girl in the story, I straighten my hair to keep it out of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SmQdrxmVYUI/AAAAAAAAAQw/AVDifcTTwd4/s1600-h/jeans2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360442094363435330" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SmQdrxmVYUI/AAAAAAAAAQw/AVDifcTTwd4/s200/jeans2.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another thing... My jeans. (And my clothing in general.) I recently had to buy a smaller size, and now these ones feel too big. I think they might just be getting worn out. Also, I only have a couple pairs of jeans that fit me well. One pair has faded green paint splattered all down the right leg. (Painting a gigantic plywood box with green house paint that stains + "We forgot smocks... Oh well." = Disaster.) The other pair has a small streak of gold metallic paint on the right leg, along with several loose strings from kitten claws. I am going to try to be more careful, so that my clothes don't look like garbage as often...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another vow- I will try my best to succeed. I've been slacking off, and thinking about it, my decisions in high school academically will affect me for the rest of my life- what college I get into, what job I get... I'm going to strive for all A's. Even with all honors classes. (Oh boy...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have to work on eating breakfast more often... Or rather, a better breakfast. I need to switch from fast food breakfast or crackers to cereal or eggs. I think I'll also get a thermos to take coffee or tea in for the ride to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's recap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mary's Goals before High School&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Let my hair grow out a little (well, maybe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Don't straighten my hair as much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Take better care of my clothes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Be more careful in art (or wear a smock)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Strive for all A's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Make good academic decisions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eat a decent breakfast more often&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Drink coffee or tea in the morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hmm. Well, that doesn't seem too difficult. Oh, wait. I want to make new friends, too... Yeah. So, number nine... Make new friends. Kind of an odd thing to put as an afterthought, huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;1st Photo: &lt;em&gt;High school lockers. LVA has lockers... Right?&lt;/em&gt; 2nd Photo: &lt;em&gt;My hair is kind of wavy like this.&lt;/em&gt; 3rd Photo: &lt;em&gt;Yeah... I buy my jeans at Old Navy.&lt;/em&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/5960030243617885099-6665484495647386575?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/6665484495647386575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=6665484495647386575&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/6665484495647386575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/6665484495647386575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/07/best-or-worst-years-of-your-life.html' title='The Best or Worst years of your Life.'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SmQdPeFqyZI/AAAAAAAAAQg/v1PCulojHAY/s72-c/lockers3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-122398201647277699</id><published>2009-07-18T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T01:16:13.379-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009 Move'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>The smell of Dust on a Saturday Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SmGEddmyH_I/AAAAAAAAAQY/E-kiSlQZyU8/s1600-h/Moving1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359710673245970418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SmGEddmyH_I/AAAAAAAAAQY/E-kiSlQZyU8/s200/Moving1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ugh. This move shall surely be the end of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am such a wreck. I'm exhausted. Why, you may ask? Well, because of moving. I'm trying to clean and pack- believe me, I am. However, all I feel I can do is sit in the middle of the floor (or what you can see of it), look around, and let out a whimper of exhaustion as I rearrange a few small items, then lay down and dose off. Every day, my eyes appear more sunken in, and sometimes my face looks a tad paler. I am slowly losing my ability to stay awake each night, and I find I have to sleep more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my mom has to get into my room to disassemble my metal bunk bed before Tuesday, when Catholic Charities is coming to pick it up. She says she can't do that in my room's current state. It also does not help that on the rare occasions I happen to mention how weak or unmotivated I feel, she tells me "I told you so" and reminds me that I should have been cleaning months ago. Another car on this negative train of thought- once the charity comes and whisks my bed away, I will have nothing but my age-old, rock-hard mattress and the floor for sleep. I'll be getting a nicer mattress one of these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the few of you reading this who may feel concern, please don't. I am very exhausted, it is almost one in the morning. I tend to become melodramatically pensive when I am tired. I am probably making a mountain out of a molehill. I tend to do that quite often... So I have heard. You know what people say about overemotional artists doing things like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yes. So, about the title of this post. Well, you see, I did manage to clean somewhat this evening. I looked through some of the papers and boxes stashed underneath my bed. I have never really noticed how horrible dust smells. The smell was so utterly and completely revolting that it gave me a headache. (Well, it was either the smell of the dust or my blaring lamp.) Most everything in my room smells of dust, now- including me, I fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose tomorrow, I will wake up earlier (if I can) and make some coffee or tea... Anything with caffeine. That would do quite nicely for a day of packing. The "estimator" from the moving company is coming Wednesday, I believe to see the work cut out for them. You know, I was thinking- I've been watching a lot of Star Trek T.O.S. episodes on YouTube lately. I wish that I could just "beam" everything from my old house to the new one- like they did with the tribbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't that be nice?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-122398201647277699?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/122398201647277699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=122398201647277699&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/122398201647277699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/122398201647277699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/07/smell-of-dust-on-saturday-morning.html' title='The smell of Dust on a Saturday Morning'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SmGEddmyH_I/AAAAAAAAAQY/E-kiSlQZyU8/s72-c/Moving1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-3320698282922334515</id><published>2009-07-17T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T01:00:06.561-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Memes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aloha Fridays'/><title type='text'>Aloha Friday #3: Movie Genres</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://islandlife808.com/aloha-friday/aloha-friday-89/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354352840919124690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sk57ik0WitI/AAAAAAAAAM4/A4WUzNLXIUA/s320/Aloha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The blog &lt;a href="http://islandlife808.com/" target="blank"&gt;An Island Life&lt;/a&gt; chronicles a mother's life in Hawaii. On it, she started a blog phenomenon called "Aloha Friday." She writes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;In Hawaii, Aloha Friday is the day that we take it easy and look forward to the weekend. So I thought that on Fridays I would take it easy on posting, too. Therefore, I’ll ask a simple question for you to answer. Nothing that requires a lengthy response."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll join in the fun, along with the 100+ people posting their questions. I have been watching a lot of movies lately, especially Dracula films. I love monster movies, along with many other genres. This prompts my question for the week...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's your favorite favorite genre (or genres) of movies?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's my Aloha Friday question! Feel free to write as long or as short of a response as you want in the comments of this post, and be sure to click the picture above to read An Island Life's latest installment of Aloha Friday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-3320698282922334515?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/3320698282922334515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=3320698282922334515&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/3320698282922334515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/3320698282922334515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/07/aloha-friday-3.html' title='Aloha Friday #3: Movie Genres'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sk57ik0WitI/AAAAAAAAAM4/A4WUzNLXIUA/s72-c/Aloha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-8119426058488333781</id><published>2009-07-16T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T22:43:37.412-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food and Drink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Sweeter than an Apple Pie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SmAI5yyl5gI/AAAAAAAAAQI/FRtGbLO83yY/s1600-h/dutch_apple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359293345550427650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SmAI5yyl5gI/AAAAAAAAAQI/FRtGbLO83yY/s200/dutch_apple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Call my baby "lollipop," tell you why-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;His kiss is sweeter than an apple pie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are a couple lines from the 60's song "Lollipop," by the Chordettes. (Yes, the song from the new Dell "Mini" commercial.) I had heard this song a year or two ago, but since the Dell commercial started coming on TV so much, it's been stuck in my head. In my playlist on the sidebar, you will find towards the bottom two versions of the song- the original by the Chordettes, and a 2007 version by Ben Kweller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, getting to the point... These particular lines of the song have been stuck in my head all day, and guess what? Yup. They made me crave apple pie. So, earlier tonight, I got a frozen Claim Jumper Dutch apple pie from Albertson's. It's in the oven baking as I type this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SmAJDAyMQGI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/tvbCX_DZUUM/s1600-h/angel2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359293503925665890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SmAJDAyMQGI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/tvbCX_DZUUM/s200/angel2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another song I've been listening to a lot lately is "Hallelujah." I like the Leonard Cohen version best, but the Jeff Buckley version and the American Idol Jason Castro versions are also toward the bottom of my playlist. I think there might have been a mix-up, though, because even though it &lt;em&gt;says&lt;/em&gt; the artist is Leonard Cohen, it doesn't sound like it- it has a faster tempo... Well, whatever. (Random thought: I really like the name Leonard. It sounds old fashioned. The nickname Leo is nice also... You see, some names sound nice, but have unpleasant nicknames. Example- I like the name Vincent, but hate the nickname Vinny.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, I'm getting off-topic again. Anyway, most of the song, the lyrics I don't get. For example...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your faith was strong but you needed proof&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You saw her bathing on the roof&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She tied you to a kitchen chair&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She broke your throne and she cut your hair&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm just sitting here thinking, This is a pretty song, but... What the heck? You see, I have this mental image of some man staring at a woman on a roof, thinking she's beautiful, asking her on a date... Then she goes psycho. I don't know. Are these lines supposed to be symbolic? Because I'm not good with symbolism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, such a beautiful song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S. I got my hair cut today, so I'll probably be posting a new profile photo sometime within the next week or so.&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/5960030243617885099-8119426058488333781?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/8119426058488333781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=8119426058488333781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/8119426058488333781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/8119426058488333781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/07/sweeter-than-apple-pie.html' title='Sweeter than an Apple Pie'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SmAI5yyl5gI/AAAAAAAAAQI/FRtGbLO83yY/s72-c/dutch_apple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-4432714147520184322</id><published>2009-07-15T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T20:57:51.357-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009 Move'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food and Drink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Some thanks he got, hmm?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sl6Xh1r-RZI/AAAAAAAAAP4/FoYpmJF6P_I/s1600-h/DraculaFrankLangella.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358887214220461458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sl6Xh1r-RZI/AAAAAAAAAP4/FoYpmJF6P_I/s200/DraculaFrankLangella.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday, my mother and I went to Borders, and we had a coupon for 40% off two DVD's. And guess what? They had the two-disc collector's edition of "Bram Stoker's Dracula" &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; the DVD of the 1979 "Dracula" with Frank Langella. Can you say "score?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I watched the '79 movie last night. My mom had told me how huge a deal it was when it came out, and how all the reviews said how sexy Frank Langella was as Dracula. It was a good movie, and Frank Langella &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; pretty cool. I still like "Bram Stoker's Dracula," because it actually tells you why he became what he became. That movie made me quite emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I mean, you can't blame Dracula for being a monster. He had a right to be angry at humans. Basically, Vladimir "Dracula" Tepes was a Romanian knight fighting in the name of the church. He went off to war against the Turks, leaving behind his worried bride, Elizabeta. He is victorious. When he returns, he discovers that, while he was gone, the Turks told Elizabeta he had died in war, so she took her own life and jumped into a river, drowning. The priest tells Vladimir that her soul cannot be saved, because, according to God's law, those who commit suicide are eternally damned. Here's the video of this little story, for it was the introduction to "Bram Stoker's Dracula": &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="320" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0ASlX4c0URs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0ASlX4c0URs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's get this straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vladimir goes to war, risking both his life &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; his happy future with his beloved bride, &lt;em&gt;in the name of the church&lt;/em&gt;. When he returns to deliver the good news, he finds that said bride took her own life because of deceit from the &lt;em&gt;enemies&lt;/em&gt; of the church. If that wasn't enough, the priest informs him that his bride's soul cannot be saved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sl6fEHCL9OI/AAAAAAAAAQA/p8pIaBXo2Ng/s1600-h/BramStokerDracula5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358895499573982434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sl6fEHCL9OI/AAAAAAAAAQA/p8pIaBXo2Ng/s200/BramStokerDracula5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Oh, and by the way- thanks for winning our war." Not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, don't you think Vladimir had a &lt;em&gt;right&lt;/em&gt; to place a dark, bloody curse upon the church, renounce God, say that if &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; went to Hell, so would he, and become the vicious, dark, blood-sucking demon, "Dracula," that centuries of readers have come to know and love and/or fear? I'm just saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I also got two manga off of my summer reading list while at Borders- &lt;em&gt;Fruits Basket Vol. 23&lt;/em&gt;, the final volume, and &lt;em&gt;The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya Vol. 3&lt;/em&gt;. I'll be sure to say when I finish them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Joe's Crab Shack today and had some crab cakes. I love seafood. The waiter wrote his name on a paper towel and stuck it on our table... Patrick. He seemed really peppy. I think he might have been bored, my mother and I &lt;em&gt;were&lt;/em&gt; one of only two tables in the whole restaurant. At one point, as I read &lt;em&gt;Fruits Basket&lt;/em&gt;, he zipped around a corner and sat down next to me, saying "Whatcha reading?" I told him, and he said "Ahhh, Japanimation. An ex-girlfriend of mine drew that stuff. I just went to Comic Con, actually. Just to watch people dress up." As I said. &lt;em&gt;Very&lt;/em&gt; peppy. He told us how when the "Star Trek" movie came out, he and his friends rented Star Wars costumes and went to see it, and vise versa with the "Star Wars" movies. He also said they did it with the Batman movie and went as Superman, and Transformers and went as He-Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should be packing, shouldn't I? I'm the worst kind of packer. Sigh. I need somebody to walk around behind me and smack me with a tuna every time I slack off. I suppose I'll get going. Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1st Photo: &lt;em&gt;Frank Langella as Dracula.&lt;/em&gt; 2nd Photo: &lt;em&gt;Winona Ryder as Mina Harker and Gary Oldman as Dracula.&lt;/em&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/5960030243617885099-4432714147520184322?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/4432714147520184322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=4432714147520184322&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/4432714147520184322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/4432714147520184322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/07/some-thanks-he-got-hmm.html' title='Some thanks he got, hmm?'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sl6Xh1r-RZI/AAAAAAAAAP4/FoYpmJF6P_I/s72-c/DraculaFrankLangella.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-3195432432971134446</id><published>2009-07-15T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T19:04:14.488-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009 Move'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Memes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday #2: Our New Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sl6KjTSwe4I/AAAAAAAAAPw/7htFHy7kaKA/s1600-h/002.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358872945696471938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sl6KjTSwe4I/AAAAAAAAAPw/7htFHy7kaKA/s400/002.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wordless Wednesday, or WW, is when bloggers post a single photograph that requires no description or caption. A picture says 1,000 words. &lt;a href="http://wordlesswednesday.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Click here to visit the official Wordless Wednesday website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-3195432432971134446?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/3195432432971134446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=3195432432971134446&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/3195432432971134446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/3195432432971134446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/07/wordless-wednesday-2-our-new-home.html' title='Wordless Wednesday #2: Our New Home'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sl6KjTSwe4I/AAAAAAAAAPw/7htFHy7kaKA/s72-c/002.2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-6935592770419941100</id><published>2009-07-14T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T02:04:33.280-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009 Move'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Middle School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='8th Grade'/><title type='text'>Thoughts of the Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SlxGJTXF82I/AAAAAAAAAPA/c2bLWwKuYHM/s1600-h/lady-marmalade_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358234782293947234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SlxGJTXF82I/AAAAAAAAAPA/c2bLWwKuYHM/s200/lady-marmalade_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello. I'm about to say some really random things. Why? Because it's one in the morning, and I'm feeling good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am listening to "Lady Marmalade." Yeah, yeah- to all of you who have problems with it, bite me. The thing is, I'm not sure people my age actually realise what this song is about in its entirety... They played this song as one of their many random scene transition songs on my school's news show, "In the Know," this past year. It didn't seem like a huge deal at the time, but looking back on it, it's one of those "Really? &lt;em&gt;Seriously?&lt;/em&gt;" kind of moments. I mean, don't get me wrong- Christina &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Aguilera&lt;/span&gt;, Pink, Maya, and Lil' Kim are all amazing... But I just can't believe the song was played on a middle school TV program. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SlxGVxux1pI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/jgxzduj1dTM/s1600-h/ladymarmalade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358234996604786322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SlxGVxux1pI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/jgxzduj1dTM/s200/ladymarmalade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For those of you reading this going "What? What about it?", which I'm not sure how many of you are, the song is basically four prostitutes describing their job at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Moulin&lt;/span&gt; Rouge, their expensive tastes, and talking dirty. In fact, in the song, they repeatedly say "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;voulez&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;vous&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;coucher&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;avec&lt;/span&gt; moi, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ce&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;soir&lt;/span&gt;?", which translates from French into "do you want to sleep with me, tonight?" And yet, the song is so darn catchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SlxGmIkESwI/AAAAAAAAAPY/_SgnXcrxsXo/s1600-h/Moving3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358235277611780866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SlxGmIkESwI/AAAAAAAAAPY/_SgnXcrxsXo/s200/Moving3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm getting pretty worried about moving right now. My room is still a mess. Why? I can clean as much as I want, but when you get right down to it, I don't really know what to do. I am what people sometimes refer to as "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;domestically&lt;/span&gt; challenged." Or maybe "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;domestically&lt;/span&gt; lazy." I'm not terribly good at cleaning because I'm never thorough. In addition, I can't cook much, I'm too wimpy for any form of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;yard work&lt;/span&gt;, laundry is incredibly tedious to me, and I don't have the patience for anything like knitting, sewing, or crocheting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, over the next year or so, I'll get better. I might be taking Costume Design as an elective, and from what I have heard, the majority of your first year consists of learning to sew. For cooking, since the new house has such a big, spacious kitchen, I'll be able to use it more often. As for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;yard work&lt;/span&gt;... Well, I have a desert landscaped backyard. I suppose that doesn't matter much at all, does it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SlxG6axCBDI/AAAAAAAAAPg/EAybTTlFo4c/s1600-h/Movie_Dracula3000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358235626095379506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SlxG6axCBDI/AAAAAAAAAPg/EAybTTlFo4c/s200/Movie_Dracula3000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I rented "Bram Stoker's Way of the Vampire," "Underworld," and "She's the Man." (I finished reading &lt;em&gt;The Twelfth Night&lt;/em&gt; by Shakespeare, so I wanted to see "She's the Man" again to compare. The movie was based off of the play.) I saw a movie at Blockbuster called "Dracula 3000," which is apparently robot Dracula in space. What is this world coming to? Honestly? Maybe I'll watch it someday. But is it even worth watching...? Well, it was out, so somebody must have thought so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to packing and cleaning, I haven't made much more of a dent in my summer reading list than I described a couple of posts ago. I don't think I'll ever finish all those books...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have to go. The light is giving me a migraine, and right now, I cannot imagine anything more pleasant than my soft bed and my cold, dark bedroom. Oh, how I despise this light. That's why I bought a dimming floor lamp for my bedroom. I wish this loft light had a dimmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1st-2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; Photo: &lt;em&gt;Scenes from the "Lady Marmalade" music video.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Left to right- Lil' Kim, Pink, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Mya&lt;/span&gt;, Christina &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Aguilera&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; 3rd Photo: &lt;em&gt;Packing up and moving.&lt;/em&gt; 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Photo: &lt;em&gt;The "Dracula 3000" DVD cover.&lt;/em&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/5960030243617885099-6935592770419941100?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/6935592770419941100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=6935592770419941100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/6935592770419941100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/6935592770419941100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/07/thoughts-of-night.html' title='Thoughts of the Night'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SlxGJTXF82I/AAAAAAAAAPA/c2bLWwKuYHM/s72-c/lady-marmalade_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-7945264783874978431</id><published>2009-07-13T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T01:09:47.524-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009 Move'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Leaving on a Jet Plane...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SlrqwQVWZdI/AAAAAAAAAOw/benZXzasnGU/s1600-h/Las_Vegas_Sign_II.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357852821449762258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SlrqwQVWZdI/AAAAAAAAAOw/benZXzasnGU/s200/Las_Vegas_Sign_II.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm so exhausted. This morning, I woke up at 5:00 A.M. to see my father off on his plane to Colorado Springs on business, only to find out that my mother neglected to mention that we wouldn't be actually &lt;em&gt;going inside&lt;/em&gt;- her and I were just dropping him off in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed being able to say goodbye to my father nonetheless, so the trip was worth it. It is a shame, though, that I did not get to go inside. Silly as it may sound, I absolutely love the airport. Las Vegas' McCarran International Airport is truly an amazing place. It's as if all of Las Vegas has been rolled up into one single building. That's right- not only are there large and flashy signs and screen ads, but there are also snack areas, gift shops, and even slot machines. It is almost as if the purpose of throwing this all into the building was a hello to incoming tourists, as a preview of the town- and a goodbye to leaving visitors, encouraging them to return soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have some great memories in this airport. I remember when my dad came home from almost a year in Kuwait a few years ago. Though McCarran airport is always jam-packed, he was easy to spot- the really tall guy, in the desert BDU's. I don't remember much, but I remember running and hugging him, and him lifting me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Slrq59IA9VI/AAAAAAAAAO4/3sDFtZZh-8Y/s1600-h/dbdu_2nd_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357852988092249426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Slrq59IA9VI/AAAAAAAAAO4/3sDFtZZh-8Y/s200/dbdu_2nd_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When he came back, he brought something for my brother and I- two of his extra pairs of desert BDU's, pants and coat. My brother's is still in his closet, but today, I just moved all the clothing from my closet into my closet in the new house, along with some art supplies, old sketchbooks, and unnecessary items. The BDU's were too big for me then, and I've barely grown into them now. They have "HERRERA" sewn on, along with my father's air force patch that shows his rank at the time. I won't wear them outside ever, for fear of damaging them, and I want them perfect forever- besides, it would be illegal for me to wear the BDU's in public, I think. Something to do with it being illegal to wear the patch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my room in the new house is looking good... I have enough in it now to make it homey, but not to the point of being messy. However, I wish I could say the same about my current bedroom... It is still a hideous mess. I planned on cleaning it today, I swear (no, really)- but I got about six hours of sleep last night, which is about six hours less than I prefer. My neck still hurts from its awkward sleeping position on the drive over to the airport, and my back is killing me. All day, my legs lacked the energy to move about the room. However, tomorrow, I will do nothing but clean and pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably go to bed. Hunching over the keyboard with a flushed face, sunken eyes, and an aching neck can't be good for my health. I miss the good summer days a couple weeks ago- I stayed up until four in the morning, so full of life... Now look at me- a nocturnal being to the core, about to collapse at one in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night. Or... Morning, I suppose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-7945264783874978431?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/7945264783874978431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=7945264783874978431&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/7945264783874978431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/7945264783874978431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/07/leaving-on-jet-plane.html' title='Leaving on a Jet Plane...'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SlrqwQVWZdI/AAAAAAAAAOw/benZXzasnGU/s72-c/Las_Vegas_Sign_II.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-1618974574379403660</id><published>2009-07-11T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T01:13:48.209-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anime Vegas Conventions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monthly Anime Vegas'/><title type='text'>July Anime Vegas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sll_Sfk8ZPI/AAAAAAAAAOY/eaJekUjRuQY/s1600-h/animevegas.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357453187424740594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sll_Sfk8ZPI/AAAAAAAAAOY/eaJekUjRuQY/s200/animevegas.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, I went to Anime Vegas today. Nothing particularly eventful happened, but it wasn't as insanely boring as last month, so I can't complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I arrived, there was almost nobody there. A couple girls stopped me before I went inside the library and asked me about my nonexistent little brother. After I told them my only sibling was my 20 year old brother who would be too lazy to leave his room and come there anyway, a girl led me inside. I asked where everybody was, and she told me they were all in the Ichigo Maid Cafe, then led me there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ichigo Maids are a group of young women who come to our yearly convention every year to set up their Ichigo Maid Cafe, with themselves as the maids/waitresses. Here, you can buy cookies, tea, soda, and some cute little things like a strawberry fan or strawberry maid headpiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sll_6o7MxOI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Ti8kDstcDkA/s1600-h/p_00147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357453877128774882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sll_6o7MxOI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Ti8kDstcDkA/s200/p_00147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I entered the small conference room, I could see that the girl was right- it was packed, full of at least 20 people, including maids. I didn't stick around- partially from my lack of seeing anybody I knew well there, partially because I felt like a sardine. So, when I went outside to the wandering two or three people there for Anime Vegas, I began talking to a nice girl named Casandra. We found out that some of our friends were at McDonald's, so we went there. After that, we both walked over to 7/11 for popsicles. We walked down the sidewalk back to the library and talked about horror films. When we got there, she used her library card to get us a computer, and we surfed the web for an hour or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this, we all just hung around the library's bike racks, shaded by the trees. One guy was splashing people with water from a bottle. I decided at one point to venture over to the group by the grassy CSN area, but I came back quickly enough, discontent with watching teen boys have duels with giant foam Q-tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towards the end of the day, I started to hang around the manga section inside the library, and I had a good time. I talked art and art supplies with a nice girl, discussed old cartoons and old books, and I watched a funny Yu-Gi-Oh "duel."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what Casandra said today, which is very true? The best thing about these monthly Anime Vegas conventions is getting to hang out with complete strangers and immediately become friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Photo: &lt;em&gt;The official Anime Vegas convention logo.&lt;/em&gt; 2nd Photo: &lt;em&gt;Peace... Yo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-1618974574379403660?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/1618974574379403660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=1618974574379403660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/1618974574379403660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/1618974574379403660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/07/july-anime-vegas.html' title='July Anime Vegas'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sll_Sfk8ZPI/AAAAAAAAAOY/eaJekUjRuQY/s72-c/animevegas.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-8231198263108380972</id><published>2009-07-11T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T00:47:24.974-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anime Vegas Conventions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cosplay and Costumes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monthly Anime Vegas'/><title type='text'>The Library's Infested with Vampires?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yup, it's that time again... &lt;a href="http://animevegas.net/" target="_blank"&gt;Anime Vegas&lt;/a&gt; is tomorrow. As always, I will try to get there A.S.A.P. tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SlhCDmbXX2I/AAAAAAAAAOI/w7QgXheIHXA/s1600-h/Shadow_of_the_Vampiress_214123430_std.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357104386379571042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SlhCDmbXX2I/AAAAAAAAAOI/w7QgXheIHXA/s200/Shadow_of_the_Vampiress_214123430_std.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now, something annoying every Anime Vegas is trying to figure out what to wear. I don't want to go in my normal clothes, but I don't want to look like some crazy homeless lady either, you know? This month, I know what I want to wear. Not everybody at Anime Vegas cosplays, some just dress goth. Quite a few people have told me that my appearence is quite vampiric- I'm really pale, always look exhausted, and you can see my veins all over my neck, and without makeup, my face. So, I'm going to wear a long black dress, my bat amulet that my best friend Shae got me for my birthday, and red lipstick... But I won't dress as extreme as in this photo. I'm pale, but not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; pale. (In other words, just pale enough to pass myself off as a human.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually text some friends a couple days before Anime Vegas to see who's going, but with moving and all, I didn't think of it. Well, I hope some of my friends will be there... Ambrosia and Rachel, who I met a couple months ago... Matt and Dougy usually come, and one has ever been there without the other that I can recall. Emily always comes, but we never see much of each other due to bad timing. Ressa will probably come also... Well, if none of my friends are there, I guess I'll just hang in the theater or with the AV president, now won't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be sure to post all about it tomorrow evening. I hope you have a great Saturday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-8231198263108380972?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/8231198263108380972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=8231198263108380972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/8231198263108380972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/8231198263108380972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/07/tomorrow-at-library.html' title='The Library&apos;s Infested with Vampires?'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SlhCDmbXX2I/AAAAAAAAAOI/w7QgXheIHXA/s72-c/Shadow_of_the_Vampiress_214123430_std.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-8350902299666937429</id><published>2009-07-10T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T20:15:17.454-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Memes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aloha Fridays'/><title type='text'>Aloha Friday #2: Old Books</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://islandlife808.com/aloha-friday/aloha-friday-89/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354352840919124690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sk57ik0WitI/AAAAAAAAAM4/A4WUzNLXIUA/s320/Aloha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The blog &lt;a href="http://islandlife808.com/" target="blank"&gt;An Island Life&lt;/a&gt; chronicles a mother's life in Hawaii. On it, she started a blog phenomenon called "Aloha Friday." She writes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;In Hawaii, Aloha Friday is the day that we take it easy and look forward to the weekend. So I thought that on Fridays I would take it easy on posting, too. Therefore, I’ll ask a simple question for you to answer. Nothing that requires a lengthy response."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll join in the fun, along with the 100+ people posting their questions. As readers of my blog may know, I have been reading Dracula by Bram Stoker. As you probably know, it is a very old book- published in 1897, to be exact. So, this got me thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you think of older books? What is the oldest book you have read? Is there any particular period in literarture you miss?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, that's my Aloha Friday question! Feel free to write as long or as short of a response as you want in the comments of this post, and be sure to click the picture above to read An Island Life's latest installment of Aloha Friday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-8350902299666937429?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/8350902299666937429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=8350902299666937429&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/8350902299666937429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/8350902299666937429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-island-life-chronicles-mothers.html' title='Aloha Friday #2: Old Books'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/Sk57ik0WitI/AAAAAAAAAM4/A4WUzNLXIUA/s72-c/Aloha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-4535397522354113287</id><published>2009-07-10T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T20:07:22.180-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Memes'/><title type='text'>All About Meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hello! I have decided to do a blog meme... Again. I got it from &lt;a href="http://www.itsabeautyfilledlife.com/2009/07/all-about-meme.html" target="_blank"&gt;It's a Beauty Filled Life&lt;/a&gt;. It is a series of questions, and these are the only rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Respond and rework; answer the questions on your blog, replace one question that you dislike with a question of your invention, and also add one more question of your own.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tag other people - I’m passing this on to whoever out there can’t think of anything to blog about tomorrow. *innocent batting of eyelashes*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So, if you want to do this, consider yourself tagged... By me. Here I go!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your current obsession?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Renting movies from Blockbuster, mostly old vampire flicks- versions of Dracula and their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;spin-offs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you wearing today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Dark blue denim jeans that are probably a size too big, a black leather belt, a red Old Navy tee with a white seahorse stenciled on, and a pewter vest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's for dinner?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I-HOP stuffed french toast with blueberries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What would you eat for your last meal?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken cordon blue, stuffed fish, or lobster, with my mother's yams, and some fresh tea or hot coffee. Perhaps some brandy or wine, also. I've always wondered what those taste like.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I suppose that's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pretty&lt;/span&gt; expensive tastes for a convict. Wait- &lt;em&gt;why am I being executed!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you listening to right now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Little Wonders" by Rob Thomas. This song is a little sad, but Rob Thomas rocks, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I don't know... Romania, maybe? I mean, according to &lt;em&gt;Dracula&lt;/em&gt;, it's gorgeous. Or maybe Paris, to see the Louvre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which language do you want to learn?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any language- but I guess Japanese, Spanish, or French. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ohohohoh&lt;/span&gt;- Romanian would be cool! Yeah! I pick that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you love most about where you currently live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The fancy malls, stores, theaters, theme parks, shows- all the fun stuff I can go to/do/see only because I live in Vegas (baby).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What style is your current home decorated in?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Pfft&lt;/span&gt;. Decorating? Nobody around here cares about decorating, other than me. But I am going to decorate the new house in "old-world meets modern."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you were a time traveler, what era would you live in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1800's, definitely. Those were the good days, when things like art and invention were really starting to blossom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your favorite piece of clothing in your own wardrobe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Umm&lt;/span&gt;, I don't know. I have this brown striped tee I really like, I suppose... Oh, and the seahorse shirt I'm wearing right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What were you doing ten years ago?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was &lt;em&gt;four?&lt;/em&gt; I don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you had $300 now, what would you spend it on?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either furniture for my new room or a PS3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you going to do after this?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; Aloha Friday post, extremely late I might add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are your favorite films?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new Star Trek, the latest versions of Sweeney Todd and Hairspray, Bram Stoker's Dracula, and... Well, I'm bad at remembering movies I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your favorite books?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chronicles of Vladimir Tod series, the Generation Dead series, the Twilight saga (Bite me. Get it?), and Go Ask Alice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you collect anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I don't have any one big collection, just a bunch of tiny ones- pins, pressed coins, seashells, and rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What makes you follow a blog?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can relate, like an art blog, or something to do with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas. Also, I follow friend's blogs just to see what they've been up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was the most enjoyable thing you did today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I went through a big box of silly little belongings in my new bedroom, while my dad sat in the closet on his Blackberry and my mom set up my new TV stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you were a superhero, what would your name be and what power(s) would you have? (BONUS: What would your costume be?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would want to be like Raven from Teen Titans, probably. (Yeah, I know I'm a dork!) Just have magic powers, like a witch, only in... Hero form. I would call myself... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Rossignol&lt;/span&gt;, or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Nightingale&lt;/span&gt;? It's a nice bird. Both of those names mean the same thing. I guess I would wear a white suit, with a white cloak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What makes you comment on a blog?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have a response, question, or advice for/to the author. I'm not the type to just comment "cool post."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your favorite thing to do when you have some free time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Browse blogs on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt;, draw, and read. Sometimes I "watch" TV, by which I mean I lay down on my bed and just think. I turn the TV on so, if anybody comes in, I don't look like some freak staring at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ceiling&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you could &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;homeschool&lt;/span&gt; your children, would you? Do you agree with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;homeschooling&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;passionately&lt;/span&gt; disagree, but I don't really think it's a very good idea. Children need to be around others there own age, and if they're kept safe at home their whole life, they're in for a surprise when they're on their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is a talent you wish you had?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing and acting. I'm okay, but I'm not super-fantastic like some of my classmates. I haven't really taken the classes and lessons they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you could be any animal other than human, what would you be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bat, or a cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you want your blog to be as popular as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Dooce&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(What in blazes is Dooce?) Well, having a popular blog would be nice. I mean, it would be nice to have people comment and tell me what they think, so I could make more blogging friends and make conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What fad do you wish was popular again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Pretty, flowing dresses in light colors, like in the late 1800's to early 1900's. But comfortable dresses, not suffocating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How many kids did you want when you were younger? If you have kids now, how many did you end up having?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I switch between wanting no kids to wanting a bunch of kids. I always think a big family would be so nice, but I don't really know yet if I like the idea of even having children... But I don't have any right now, and thank God. I'm 14, for crying out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mary's Question:&lt;/em&gt; Do you think you would survive against the monster or killer in a scary movie?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I think so. I'm pretty resourceful, and I always watch slasher movies and try to tell the characters what they're doing wrong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-4535397522354113287?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/4535397522354113287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=4535397522354113287&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/4535397522354113287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/4535397522354113287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/07/all-about-meme.html' title='All About Meme'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-7138490689451551296</id><published>2009-07-10T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T00:53:59.631-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Memes'/><title type='text'>Playing "Haves"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sue from &lt;a href="http://sueskraftykards.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Sue's Krafty Kards&lt;/a&gt; is having a two year Blogaversary giveaway! All you have to do is participate in her game of "Haves," comment on &lt;a href="http://sueskraftykards.blogspot.com/2009/07/99-thingsand-some-blog-candy.html" target="_blank"&gt;her post&lt;/a&gt; linking to it, and you will be entered into a drawing on July 17th for the following fun prizes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356171939554966242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SlTyADUWuuI/AAAAAAAAANQ/tWf7mqnUdNg/s320/HAVESprize.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's my entry. All the things I have done are in pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc526a;"&gt;1. Started your own blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2. Slept under the stars&lt;br /&gt;3. Played in a band&lt;br /&gt;4. Visited Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;5. Watched a meteor shower&lt;br /&gt;6. Given more than you can afford to charity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc526a;"&gt;7. Been to Disneyland/world/Disneyland Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8. Climbed a mountain&lt;br /&gt;9. Held a praying mantis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc526a;"&gt;10. Sang a solo (In Musical Theater class, yeah.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Bungee jumped&lt;br /&gt;12. Visited Paris&lt;br /&gt;13. Watched a lightning storm at sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc526a;"&gt;14. Taught yourself an art from scratch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;15. Adopted a child&lt;br /&gt;16. Had food poisoning&lt;br /&gt;17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc526a;"&gt;18. Grown your own vegetables (They were gross.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France&lt;br /&gt;20. Slept on an overnight train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc526a;"&gt;21. Had a pillow fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Hitch hiked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc526a;"&gt;23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc526a;"&gt;24. Made a Snow Angle (A loooooooooong time ago.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Held a lamb&lt;br /&gt;26. Gone skinny dipping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc526a;"&gt;27. Run a Marathon (Shocked? Me too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice&lt;br /&gt;29. Seen a total eclipse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc526a;"&gt;30. Watched a sunrise or sunset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Stood in the rim of the Grand Canyon&lt;br /&gt;32. Been on a cruise&lt;br /&gt;33. Seen Niagara Falls in person&lt;br /&gt;34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors&lt;br /&gt;35. Seen an erupting volcano in person&lt;br /&gt;36. Taught yourself a new language&lt;br /&gt;37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied&lt;br /&gt;38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person&lt;br /&gt;39. Gone rock climbing&lt;br /&gt;40. Seen Michelangelo’s David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc526a;"&gt;41. Sung karaoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt&lt;br /&gt;43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant&lt;br /&gt;44. Visited Africa&lt;br /&gt;45. Walked on a beach by moonlight&lt;br /&gt;46. Been transported in an ambulance&lt;br /&gt;47. Had your portrait painted&lt;br /&gt;48. Gone deep sea fishing&lt;br /&gt;49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person&lt;br /&gt;50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris&lt;br /&gt;51. Gone scuba diving or snorkelling&lt;br /&gt;52. Kissed in the rain&lt;br /&gt;53. Played in the mud&lt;br /&gt;54. Gone to a drive-in theatre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc526a;"&gt;55. Been in a movie (A YouTube movie, yes.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Visited the Great Wall of China&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc526a;"&gt;57. Started a business (Do cheesy things when I was little count?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Taken a martial arts class&lt;br /&gt;59. Visited Russia&lt;br /&gt;60. Served at a soup kitchen&lt;br /&gt;61. Sold Cookies for charity&lt;br /&gt;62. Gone whale watching&lt;br /&gt;63. Been given flowers for no reason&lt;br /&gt;64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma&lt;br /&gt;65. Gone sky diving&lt;br /&gt;66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp&lt;br /&gt;67. Bounced a check&lt;br /&gt;68. Flown in a helicopter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc526a;"&gt;69. Saved a favourite childhood toy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Visited Buckinham Palace&lt;br /&gt;71. Eaten Caviar&lt;br /&gt;72. Pieced a quilt or blanket&lt;br /&gt;73. Stood in Times Square&lt;br /&gt;74. Toured the Everglades&lt;br /&gt;75. Been fired from a job&lt;br /&gt;76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London&lt;br /&gt;77. Broken a bone&lt;br /&gt;78. Been on a speeding motorcycle&lt;br /&gt;79. Been to the top of the Empier State Building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc526a;"&gt;80. Published a book (In the first grade, sure. I still have the hardcover.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Visited the Vatican&lt;br /&gt;82. Bought a brand new car&lt;br /&gt;83. Walked in Jerusalem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc526a;"&gt;84. Had your picture in the newspaper (&lt;em&gt;The&lt;/em&gt; newspaper or &lt;em&gt;a&lt;/em&gt; newspaper?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Read the entire Bible&lt;br /&gt;86. Visited the White House&lt;br /&gt;87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc526a;"&gt;88. Had chickenpox (Don't get me started.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Saved someone’s life&lt;br /&gt;90. Sat on a jury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc526a;"&gt;91. Met someone famous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Joined a book club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc526a;"&gt;93. Lost a loved one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Had a baby&lt;br /&gt;95. Seen the Alamo in person&lt;br /&gt;96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake&lt;br /&gt;97. Been involved in a law suit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc526a;"&gt;98. Owned a cell phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. Been stung by a bee&lt;a href="http://sueskraftykards.blogspot.com/2009/07/99-thingsand-some-blog-candy.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wow... I haven't done &lt;em&gt;much&lt;/em&gt;, have I? Well, I &lt;em&gt;am&lt;/em&gt; only 14. There's a lot of time left. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-7138490689451551296?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/7138490689451551296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=7138490689451551296&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/7138490689451551296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/7138490689451551296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/07/playing-haves.html' title='Playing &quot;Haves&quot;'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SlTyADUWuuI/AAAAAAAAANQ/tWf7mqnUdNg/s72-c/HAVESprize.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-1485797904835438800</id><published>2009-07-08T15:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T15:10:48.483-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Memes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday #1: Lazy Zorro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SlUZSk7FZ0I/AAAAAAAAAOA/eVyS1Y4wqOg/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356215138766907202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SlUZSk7FZ0I/AAAAAAAAAOA/eVyS1Y4wqOg/s400/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wordless Wednesday, or WW, is when bloggers post a single photograph that requires no description or caption. A picture says 1,000 words. &lt;a href="http://wordlesswednesday.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Click here to visit the official Wordless Wednesday website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5960030243617885099-1485797904835438800?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/1485797904835438800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=1485797904835438800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/1485797904835438800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/1485797904835438800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/07/wordless-wednesday-1-lazy-zorro.html' title='Wordless Wednesday #1: Lazy Zorro'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SlUZSk7FZ0I/AAAAAAAAAOA/eVyS1Y4wqOg/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960030243617885099.post-6157943331916807882</id><published>2009-07-08T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T14:47:56.306-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009 Move'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Books and Cleaning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SlUQwnK2WJI/AAAAAAAAANY/6aOEu_8w5PU/s1600-h/pops-flavors-m-m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356205759161325714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SlUQwnK2WJI/AAAAAAAAANY/6aOEu_8w5PU/s200/pops-flavors-m-m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello, ladies and gentlemen viewing this fine web page. I'm probably not going to have much worth posting about these next couple of weeks, but I just thought I would post a little update for those who want to know how I'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the new house again yesterday and the day before. We were just putting some stuff in there to make it slightly hospitable for the moment- toilet paper, soap, tissues, water bottles... Oh, and my idea, popsicles- strawberry, tangerine, and coconut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SlURFWS7zhI/AAAAAAAAANg/xr40dKH3ruk/s1600-h/HOUSE+(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356206115409088018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SlURFWS7zhI/AAAAAAAAANg/xr40dKH3ruk/s200/HOUSE+(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I decided to name that huge, winding closet under my staircase the "Narnia closet." It's so huge, somebody could live in there. (I told my mom we should buy a troll named Richard to live there, and if you ever wanted to enter, you would have to answer his three riddles.) I already "mentally arranged all my furniture." I sat on the floor in the middle of my room and perfectly arranged every imaginary thing. I'll have a TV on a stand, a bed, a desk, a small bookcase, a vanity dresser, a nightstand, and a table for my fish tank. Possibly some shelves on the wall, also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catholic Charities is coming on the 21st to pick up my bunk bed and our old washer and dryer. Goodwill just fixes up the furniture and appliances and sells them cheap, whereas Catholic Charities &lt;em&gt;gives&lt;/em&gt; them to families in need, so that's nice. My dad will be gone on a business trip to Colorado Springs, Colorado from the 13th to the 21st, leaving my mother, brother, and I to do most of the packing. However, it was unavoidable, so I'm not mad at him, just annoyed at the timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SlURpsAK_tI/AAAAAAAAANo/6ZR9e6Fn2NY/s1600-h/Book_IKnowWhatYouDidLastSummer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356206739711262418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SlURpsAK_tI/AAAAAAAAANo/6ZR9e6Fn2NY/s200/Book_IKnowWhatYouDidLastSummer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, my summer reading list is coming along nicely. I've read &lt;em&gt;Tenth Grade Burns&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Generation Dead&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Kiss of Life&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Twelfth Night&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Go Ask Alice&lt;/em&gt;, and the &lt;em&gt;Star Trek (T.O.S.): Ultimate Edition&lt;/em&gt; manga. Right now, I'm in the process of reading &lt;em&gt;Dracula&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;I Know What You Did Last Summer&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Another Note: The Los Angeles BB Murder Case&lt;/em&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;Little (grrl) Lost&lt;/em&gt;. I still have to buy a few of the books on my list, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SlUR1e0qupI/AAAAAAAAANw/0J4QUnKXJBs/s1600-h/Book_Dracula.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356206942331779730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SlUR1e0qupI/AAAAAAAAANw/0J4QUnKXJBs/s200/Book_Dracula.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not very far in Dracula, but so far, it is rather amusing. Jonathan Harker is writing in his journal about his trip to Transylvania, and he just describes his transportation and the strange locals. However, what makes it funny is that every other page or so, he describes some Transylvanian dish he ate at a meal in full detail, then writes a reminder to himself to "get recipe for Mina," his fiance. (The cover of my copy is shown to the right. Now, I've been wondering, is that blood on his fingers, or is his makeup rubbing off...?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and just so you readers know, thank you, I have started to seriously consider an art blog and will start working on it eventually. Hope your summer is fun so far. Later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1st Photo: &lt;em&gt;You can never go wrong with fruit flavored popsicles.&lt;/em&gt; 2nd Photo: &lt;em&gt;The downstairs hallway of the new house. If you look close enough at the wall to the right, you can see the entrance to the Narnia room.&lt;/em&gt; 3rd Photo: I Know What You Did Last Summer &lt;em&gt;by Lois Duncan.&lt;/em&gt; 4th Photo: Dracula &lt;em&gt;by Bram Stoker.&lt;/em&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/5960030243617885099-6157943331916807882?l=polychromic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/feeds/6157943331916807882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5960030243617885099&amp;postID=6157943331916807882&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/6157943331916807882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5960030243617885099/posts/default/6157943331916807882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polychromic.blogspot.com/2009/07/books-and-cleaning.html' title='Books and Cleaning'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11787304939662789688</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/_A0a5s7Fbn4I/SlUQwnK2WJI/AAAAAAAAANY/6aOEu_8w5PU/s72-c/pops-flavors-m-m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
