<?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-2013829429705026922</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:46:37.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind Flow</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Zutchen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124204693245170962</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>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2013829429705026922.post-4533483322487360712</id><published>2010-07-08T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T00:08:03.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven Heeds</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I always pray the rosary to start my day, and it is useful especially in preparing for my son's 7th birthday on Sunday, for guidance and for a beautiful day for all mankind. So far, everything went fine. Then as my boyfriend and I got out of the bank, a lady approached us and asked for our help. Panicky and with a different heavy accent, all we could pick out from her was something about her car and her keys. So, when we asked her where her car was, she pointed it out, and we figured out that she lost her keys. We then told her to go and think back all the places she had been while we stay where her car was. We looked inside and under the car, thinking she may have dropped it. Then when I went around....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvVBN_LFlOQ/TDbHXH_IQ3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FEbtQ7ztIBg/s1600/08072010160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 258px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvVBN_LFlOQ/TDbHXH_IQ3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FEbtQ7ztIBg/s320/08072010160.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491795995719648114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Need I say more? We cracked up and evidently I took a picture of it. She came back and she was obviously thankful and appreciative. Ever since she left, we couldn't get over what happened. I prayed for a beautiful day for all of mankind, and God sure finds a way for us to be amused. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2013829429705026922-4533483322487360712?l=breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/feeds/4533483322487360712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2010/07/heaven-heeds.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/4533483322487360712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/4533483322487360712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2010/07/heaven-heeds.html' title='Heaven Heeds'/><author><name>Zutchen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124204693245170962</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/_AvVBN_LFlOQ/TDbHXH_IQ3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/FEbtQ7ztIBg/s72-c/08072010160.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2013829429705026922.post-6594435673272557788</id><published>2010-05-14T22:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T22:35:48.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Darndest Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i always remind my son to say his prayers before going to bed. one night, as i was tucking him, he made the sign of the cross, closed his eyes, and finished his silent prayer. being a nosy person, i asked him what he prayed for. 'i prayed for Buddy.' and then he followed it with: 'i prayed that he will listen to me.' kids really say the darndest thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;btw: Buddy is our 3 year old &lt;strong&gt;dog&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2013829429705026922-6594435673272557788?l=breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/feeds/6594435673272557788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2010/05/darndest-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/6594435673272557788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/6594435673272557788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2010/05/darndest-thing.html' title='The Darndest Thing'/><author><name>Zutchen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124204693245170962</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-2013829429705026922.post-6373749565893642716</id><published>2010-04-25T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T22:14:18.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bummer</title><content type='html'>this weekend has been a blast; earned tips, got praised and had my tushie worked out. great to like what you're doing :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2013829429705026922-6373749565893642716?l=breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/feeds/6373749565893642716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2010/04/bummer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/6373749565893642716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/6373749565893642716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2010/04/bummer.html' title='Bummer'/><author><name>Zutchen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124204693245170962</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-2013829429705026922.post-1059264009859969973</id><published>2010-04-18T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T21:42:43.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah</title><content type='html'>i have no idea what to write. as i sit here thinking and looking at the kitchen sink full of plates waiting to be washed, i run out of words to type. maybe if i log out and finish my chores i may come up with something. i guess this is just another typical boring night for me. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2013829429705026922-1059264009859969973?l=breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/feeds/1059264009859969973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2010/04/blah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/1059264009859969973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/1059264009859969973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2010/04/blah.html' title='Blah'/><author><name>Zutchen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124204693245170962</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-2013829429705026922.post-231063817458374921</id><published>2010-04-15T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T23:54:53.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Support System</title><content type='html'>as i approach the coming monday for the training, i get more excited. but when i told someone that i expected to support me, this person has been doing nothing but discouraging me. i know that it's tough and to start 6 days a week may already drain me. but i think im already drained even before i start. some people, really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2013829429705026922-231063817458374921?l=breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/feeds/231063817458374921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2010/04/support-system.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/231063817458374921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/231063817458374921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2010/04/support-system.html' title='Support System'/><author><name>Zutchen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124204693245170962</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-2013829429705026922.post-9125832634161467588</id><published>2010-04-15T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T21:21:01.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frightened</title><content type='html'>i'm excited, nervous, anxious and scared for next week. supposedly, i will be starting my training in a restaurant. i've been at home for 3 years and i enjoyed it because i get to have time with my son. now that i got the call, it seemed like my time is not enough. it feels like i need more time before i start. i look forward to working again. my schedule however, is 6 days a week; fridays off; 8-4 PM. i'm not complaining; i'm just worried for the weekends that i work. what about my son? well...i'll manage, with God's help and the support of my family and everyone dear to me. Godspeed :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2013829429705026922-9125832634161467588?l=breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/feeds/9125832634161467588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2010/04/frightened.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/9125832634161467588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/9125832634161467588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2010/04/frightened.html' title='Frightened'/><author><name>Zutchen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124204693245170962</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-2013829429705026922.post-8646893885705824698</id><published>2010-04-14T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T12:41:34.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Birds in One Stone</title><content type='html'>every time i attend the free ESL class in my son's school, i enjoy it a lot. not only do i enjoy helping the people in the class to learn English, but i get to learn Spanish too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i now know my calling and i will do my best to achieve it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2013829429705026922-8646893885705824698?l=breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/feeds/8646893885705824698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2010/04/two-birds-in-one-stone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/8646893885705824698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/8646893885705824698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2010/04/two-birds-in-one-stone.html' title='Two Birds in One Stone'/><author><name>Zutchen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124204693245170962</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-2013829429705026922.post-8653514351250501678</id><published>2010-04-07T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T20:43:36.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eagerness</title><content type='html'>I went to a free ESL class, an informal class that is geared towards parents of the students at my son's school. I went because I thought that the teacher was hitting two birds with one stone: I learn Spanish while I help the teacher in English. As the class progressed, I've never felt more excited and happy doing it. And that's when I realized that my calling in life is to be a linguist to become an interpreter. I'm just so excited. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2013829429705026922-8653514351250501678?l=breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/feeds/8653514351250501678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2010/04/eagerness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/8653514351250501678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/8653514351250501678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2010/04/eagerness.html' title='Eagerness'/><author><name>Zutchen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124204693245170962</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-2013829429705026922.post-1048589310013188029</id><published>2010-04-06T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T20:33:03.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>it has been (really) a while since i last blogged. a lot has changed during the past year and it was a crazy one, but fun. here are some of those things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. we moved to a new place; way better than where we used to be. that old place has the word 'trouble' written all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. now, i listen to spanish music only, particularly Luis Fonsi, Noel Schajris, David Bisbal, Diego Torres, Reik, Ricky Martin and a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i've decided to homeschool my son; not only he gets to learn, but i do too. extra curriculum: LATIN language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. i've grown tired of Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. i sometimes wish i live in Miami; my fave latin singers are there almost always :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i Tweet now more than ever... thank goodness for &lt;a href="http://www.twitlonger.com/"&gt;http://www.twitlonger.com/&lt;/a&gt; :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2013829429705026922-1048589310013188029?l=breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/feeds/1048589310013188029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2010/04/life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/1048589310013188029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/1048589310013188029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2010/04/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Zutchen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124204693245170962</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-2013829429705026922.post-8955966117181603459</id><published>2009-12-07T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T23:03:49.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weather Blues</title><content type='html'>I dunno what I'm having... Seriously, it's been days now and I still feel like crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, 'Seriously' is a very catchy phrase :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2013829429705026922-8955966117181603459?l=breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/feeds/8955966117181603459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2009/12/weather-blues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/8955966117181603459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/8955966117181603459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2009/12/weather-blues.html' title='Weather Blues'/><author><name>Zutchen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124204693245170962</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-2013829429705026922.post-6506607494811422877</id><published>2009-12-01T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T21:26:34.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas List</title><content type='html'>This is probably the first time after how many years that I'll be making a wishlist for me. These are some of the things I would love to have:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* thigh high boots&lt;br /&gt;* either one: Kindle or Nook&lt;br /&gt;* cell phone; any as long as it's not the QWERTY keyboard type&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Christmas!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2013829429705026922-6506607494811422877?l=breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/feeds/6506607494811422877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/6506607494811422877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/6506607494811422877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-list.html' title='Christmas List'/><author><name>Zutchen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124204693245170962</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-2013829429705026922.post-1949141096551356645</id><published>2009-11-23T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T09:49:14.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old School</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday was New Wave music day for me; listening while cleaning the house, cooking, and checking my Facebook. And now; downloading them on my iPod :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2013829429705026922-1949141096551356645?l=breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/feeds/1949141096551356645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2009/11/old-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/1949141096551356645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/1949141096551356645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2009/11/old-school.html' title='Old School'/><author><name>Zutchen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124204693245170962</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-2013829429705026922.post-4498900672853434134</id><published>2009-11-16T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T17:09:45.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tormented</title><content type='html'>So confused. So out of my mind. I'm in the crapper and I am so wishing I have powers to change things in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2013829429705026922-4498900672853434134?l=breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/feeds/4498900672853434134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2009/11/tormented.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/4498900672853434134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/4498900672853434134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2009/11/tormented.html' title='Tormented'/><author><name>Zutchen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124204693245170962</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-2013829429705026922.post-4342244771778155985</id><published>2009-11-11T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T00:53:09.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Info</title><content type='html'>I value my private life, but there are some things that may seem fascinating and interesting about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I love NYPD Blue. In fact I am watching it right now, as I'm typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Grey's Anatomy is my greatest guilty pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I love reading, esp children's classics...lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm still struggling to understand FOREX trading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I can text anyone without looking at the phone anymore :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm excited because I will be buying our Christmas tree for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I can't wait 'til it's Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm anxious and excited to detox myself from food (LOL).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm happy because St Ives has a facial moisturizer. Finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm thinking of getting the Nook reader to shut me up :-).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm happy that everyone in the family is doing fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2013829429705026922-4342244771778155985?l=breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/feeds/4342244771778155985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2009/11/some-info.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/4342244771778155985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/4342244771778155985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2009/11/some-info.html' title='Some Info'/><author><name>Zutchen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124204693245170962</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-2013829429705026922.post-9215612480469264415</id><published>2009-11-04T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T18:51:54.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Come...</title><content type='html'>* money is hard to get; as most people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* we can't go back to the past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* we were not born as natural swimmers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* some people can eat cereal without milk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Facebook is so addicting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* we have so many fears?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Harry Potter or Edward Cullen don't really exist?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2013829429705026922-9215612480469264415?l=breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/feeds/9215612480469264415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2009/11/how-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/9215612480469264415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/9215612480469264415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2009/11/how-come.html' title='How Come...'/><author><name>Zutchen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124204693245170962</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-2013829429705026922.post-7580761502520213387</id><published>2009-11-02T19:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T20:20:47.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Real or Not?</title><content type='html'>Ever since I was a child, I've been experiencing paranormal energies around me that I got used to it from then on. But that was in the Philippines, where it's very common for most people to encounter such happenings. But I am already here in the USA. Here in this country, especially in California, they are very rare. I never thought that I will still be able to have that scary experience until last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my dear friend and I watched Paranormal Activity. It really scared the hell out of us. After it, we moved on and did some stuff. Then night came, and it was time for bed. My son and I were the only ones in the house, and I did the usual routine of checking the doors and lights before sleeping. I was very sure that I turned the fan on and put it on oscillating mode so it won't freeze us off by dawn. Around 2 AM, I woke up and found myself hurrying to cover myself with a blanket because the fan was, for whatever reason, on the steady mode. I thought maybe my brother was still up. But no sight of him, except for just me and my son. It scared me like crazy, to the point that I wasn't able to sleep until an hour and a half later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning came and I still had that chilling moment in my head. I met my friend at Border's and kinda talked about the movie. Evening came and I became curious to ask my son; who knows, maybe he did it. I asked him and I got an even more chilling surprise: he told me that he did woke up and used the bathroom and heard something jerk the fan like it bumped on it. When he checked, he saw a shadow moved from beside the fan and disappeared. It was rather of an elf's or something else because he described it to be of a short or small height.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I heard my son's side of the story, I am a bit scared for him. As much as me seeing or feeling psychic phenomena ever since I was 7 is quite exciting for others, I really don't like the idea of that gene being passed down to my son, too. Although if he has it, I'll be more than very supportive. But hopefully this will be the last time he will experience something like this. Really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2013829429705026922-7580761502520213387?l=breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/feeds/7580761502520213387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2009/11/real-or-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/7580761502520213387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/7580761502520213387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2009/11/real-or-not.html' title='Real or Not?'/><author><name>Zutchen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124204693245170962</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-2013829429705026922.post-6001442574572368125</id><published>2009-11-01T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T16:23:40.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Night</title><content type='html'>Even though the party was a last-minute decision; it still came out as a happy night. So hopefully another party like that happens again :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2013829429705026922-6001442574572368125?l=breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/feeds/6001442574572368125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/6001442574572368125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/6001442574572368125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-night.html' title='Halloween Night'/><author><name>Zutchen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124204693245170962</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-2013829429705026922.post-8988652169680879042</id><published>2009-10-29T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T19:57:26.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Sheets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Literally, I am: I've been sneezing like crazy since last night. Thankfully I recovered this morning and was able to join my son at the Getty. But the crap went back and here I am laying in bed. Good thing I can use my brother's laptop and bring it almost anywhere in the house, including the bathroom. I can check my emails, my Facebook account, and stream videos on Youtube while I sniff and sneeze. Jackets and showls are in again so be sure to wrap up in style!&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/2013829429705026922-8988652169680879042?l=breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/feeds/8988652169680879042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-sheets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/8988652169680879042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/8988652169680879042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-sheets.html' title='In the Sheets'/><author><name>Zutchen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124204693245170962</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-2013829429705026922.post-2149250055175170424</id><published>2009-10-28T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T19:20:34.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*iPod selections for the day*</title><content type='html'>My iPod Shuffle sat for 2 months in my closet, for whatever reason it won't play. Thankfully I was able to figure out how to fix it, and voila! Here are some of the songs I have:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Obsessed- Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;2) Just Dance- Lady Gaga&lt;br /&gt;3) Anytime- Brian McKnight&lt;br /&gt;4) Out of Touch- Hall and Oates&lt;br /&gt;5) Edge of Seventeen- Lindsay Lohan&lt;br /&gt;6) Gin Blossom's 1st album&lt;br /&gt;7) Time and Tide- Basia&lt;br /&gt;8) Sara- Starship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm usually an easy going person when it comes to music, and I especially love the 80's. What's on your MP3?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2013829429705026922-2149250055175170424?l=breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/feeds/2149250055175170424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2009/10/ipod-selections-for-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/2149250055175170424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/2149250055175170424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2009/10/ipod-selections-for-day.html' title='*iPod selections for the day*'/><author><name>Zutchen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124204693245170962</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-2013829429705026922.post-5676638707940243153</id><published>2009-10-27T22:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T22:23:29.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>which one?</title><content type='html'>I've been an avid reader for years. Reading takes me to places without being asked for a passport or a visa. And now that eBook readers are out in the market, the only question is 'which to get???' Kindle? Nook? iPhone? Confusing. I know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2013829429705026922-5676638707940243153?l=breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/feeds/5676638707940243153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2009/10/which-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/5676638707940243153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2013829429705026922/posts/default/5676638707940243153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breakingdawnvamp.blogspot.com/2009/10/which-one.html' title='which one?'/><author><name>Zutchen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09124204693245170962</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></feed>
