<?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-16007846</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:58:20.938-08:00</updated><category term='Friends'/><category term='Summer'/><category term='Update'/><category term='pet peeves'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='Rock the Bells'/><category term='Home'/><category term='Vallejo'/><category term='girls'/><category term='Bay Area'/><title type='text'>stephanie anne</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-6709152832607409233</id><published>2010-11-22T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T23:28:11.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accepted into FIDM!</title><content type='html'>So yes, as the whole world now knows from Facebook.. I have been accepted to attend the Fashion Institute of Design and Merchandise! I'll be majoring in Visual Communications at the SF campus. I specifically want to get into visual merchandising for retail stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a bit nervous for the interview but going into it, it was so chill and did not even seem like an interview at all! &amp;nbsp;It was more of just expressing who I was and explaining more about myself. How hard is it to talk about yourself?! YOU know ALL about yourself! So I say it was easy peaaazy :) For those who are looking into going to FIDM or are in the process of going, and question yourself or your passion and commitment, reaaaaaaally think about it and talk to the people who know you best. I knew for sure this is what I want to do, so I was not nervous at all and did not doubt myself during this interview. I was so confident, there was no way I was going to hear that I have not been accepted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My admissions advisor is Laurel Gardner and she helped me sooo much! If it were not for her guidance, I would not have made it in successfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be starting my first quarter in January! I'm planning to make a tumblr just for my whole FIDM experience, so look out for that! I know that a lot of perspective students (at least I know I have myself!) have looked for student blogs about their FIDM life. So I want to help other students out and allow them in my journey through FIDM and what happened through the application process. I need to make it first... so... come back and check for the link! This blog will be more of my personal blog, though I will post everything personal related to FIDM on my tumblr. Keep on the look out :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stephanieanneism.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://stephanieanneism.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stephanieanneism.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://stephanieanneism.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stephanieanneism.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://stephanieanneism.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-6709152832607409233?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/6709152832607409233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=6709152832607409233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/6709152832607409233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/6709152832607409233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2010/11/accepted-into-fidm.html' title='Accepted into FIDM!'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-2098099347084724098</id><published>2010-11-06T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T13:40:06.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Want Vs. Need</title><content type='html'>Want: Company.&lt;br /&gt;Need: Somebody who can keep up with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-2098099347084724098?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/2098099347084724098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=2098099347084724098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/2098099347084724098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/2098099347084724098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2010/11/want-vs-need.html' title='Want Vs. Need'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-7687977672093003635</id><published>2010-08-24T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T18:22:33.903-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rock the Bells'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Rock the Bells 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/THRtNZ0TPCI/AAAAAAAAAMA/fyzHOmOd4gk/s1600/114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/THRtNZ0TPCI/AAAAAAAAAMA/fyzHOmOd4gk/s320/114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay, so I said I would blog on my tumblr about RTB, but I might as well just do it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock the Bells 2010 was beyond CRACKIN! It was fuckin.. EPIC. Ginger and I upgraded to VIP and got to met KRS and Murs. Murs is helllla chill! He's hella funny. He was amazed that I did my nails myself hahah. But anyway, before all that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were able to get good seats and sat in the middle front of the lawn. It was dumby HOT! Ginger, my brother, and I kept going back and forth to the main stage and paid dues stage.. We finally just took our stuff with us so we could watch Murs, 9th, and Wiz. Omg, Wiz was fuckin crackin! His set was the shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginger and I left before Wiz's set was over so that we could get good sets for Lauryn and stay for the rest of the performances on the main stage. By the time we got to the lawn, it was PACKED! You weren't even able to see empty green space hahah. But we still managed to get to the front :) Lauryn was amazing! I was in a way sort of disappointed, I think it could have been better.. But when Tribe came on! Oh maaaan, that shit was LIVE! They were hella killin it.. then.. THEN! WU-TANG!? They got shit poppin! It was soooo crackin. W's and weed in the air the whole time hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Wu-Tang was Snoop. I was planning on leaving when he came on so that we could get the hell outta there before everyone else! But I decided to stay and I'm hellllla glad I did! He fuckin HELD IT DOWN for the West Coast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can not express how crackin RTB was, but I'm definitely making this a tradition to go every year. The line up was sooo fuckin dope! I still get excited looking at pictures and videos and shit haha. If you weren't there, you missed out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-7687977672093003635?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/7687977672093003635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=7687977672093003635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/7687977672093003635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/7687977672093003635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2010/08/rock-bells-2010.html' title='Rock the Bells 2010'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/THRtNZ0TPCI/AAAAAAAAAMA/fyzHOmOd4gk/s72-c/114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-7781306134196475635</id><published>2010-08-16T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T21:38:16.789-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Good Life</title><content type='html'>This summer is coming to an end, but it's only getting more exciting. I've been surrounding myself with good people and having good times! I just had an interview today at Nike that I think went very well. Rock the Bells is coming up and I think I'll finally pick up my tickets tomorrow. I have great plans in store for the rest of the summer! Hopefully I'll find the time to do them all. School is starting soon and I'm pretty excited! I'm exited to go to school, just not so soon. It's all good tho. I'm tryna live it up the rest of this summer! Who's with me! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-7781306134196475635?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/7781306134196475635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=7781306134196475635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/7781306134196475635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/7781306134196475635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2010/08/good-life.html' title='Good Life'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-5929350692613090546</id><published>2010-08-12T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T21:35:02.582-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><title type='text'>I Love My Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/_7PfHuF7Ef0/hqdefault.jpg)" width="440" height="255"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_7PfHuF7Ef0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_7PfHuF7Ef0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="440" height="255" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick blog: Can't deny, I have hella acquaintances, but I only have a few true real friend. The true ones who keep in touch with me and actually hit me up. Cool, I have a large amount of "friends" on Facebook and they hit me up here and there, but my real friends? They text me :) Hahah jk jk. No, but foreal. I can determine my true friends from just ordinary acquaintances. Acquaintances just hit me up to go out and party, true friends hit me up to do nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take notice I haven't label anyone as "real" friends, because all my friends and acquaintances are real. I don't associate with fakes :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-5929350692613090546?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/5929350692613090546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=5929350692613090546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/5929350692613090546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/5929350692613090546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-love-my-friends.html' title='I Love My Friends'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-188982709250609964</id><published>2010-08-05T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T00:18:25.557-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vallejo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bay Area'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><title type='text'>Home is Where the Heart Is</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.votenomeasurea.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/welcome-to-vallejo-e1268940986358.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="108" src="http://www.votenomeasurea.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/welcome-to-vallejo-e1268940986358.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There's no doubt that anybody from Vallejo has never said "Vallejo is wack!" I have. There's nothing there to do, you have to go out of the city to go to the mall, and let's face it.. Vallejo is.. wack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I moved there beginning of high school (mind you, I've grown up there because my grandparents lived there since I was a baby), I hated it! I loved Union City and wanted to go back. I had no friends in Vallejo, and ugh.. I wanted to leave so bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended Hogan and Jesse Bethel High and met some hellllla dope ass people. (I love my friends &amp;lt;3) I graduated, and decided to move back to the Union City/Fremont area for college because I just had to leave Vallejo. I always have the whole time I lived there, actually. I've posted something like this before on my Tumblr.. But I don't really think anyone truly understands how I feel about Vallejo! I miss it and I actually do love it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I was no born there or anything, I've grown up there. High school is supposedly where you find out who your friends are, and I have. There are a lot of memories I have left in Vallejo. Vallejo is my home and it's just so comforting being there. Everything is just so familiar.. and though people might not like the fact that everyone knows &lt;i&gt;everyone&lt;/i&gt;, that's one of the things I love most about Vallejo. We're all friends and I found out.. no matter where anyone has moved away to or kind of have lost touch with others, when we all come back to Vallejo, everything is the same. The same? Ugh. Yea, I know, but.. that's what I love about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is nice to be away from Vallejo, but I love being there. Would I move back? Perhaps. I just know I cannot be too far away from home. Especially because my family is there. I would love to be around my friends more &amp;nbsp;as well. People might think, why stay in Vallejo and do the same shit and see the same people? Well, I don't know. That's not really the point I'm getting too. I just have come to realize how much my heart truly is in Vallejo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tap,&amp;nbsp;senorita&amp;nbsp;bread, big slide park, water front, Pista, Blue Rock, Church's Chicken, DK.. Only in Vallejo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, we get it crackin :) 707 say it backwards! Hahahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-188982709250609964?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/188982709250609964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=188982709250609964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/188982709250609964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/188982709250609964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2010/08/home-is-where-heart-is.html' title='Home is Where the Heart Is'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-4703892268724490099</id><published>2010-08-03T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T17:21:20.879-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet peeves'/><title type='text'>Call Me a Hater</title><content type='html'>Everyone has their pet peeves and shit that annoy the fuck outta them! This post is particularly for the shit girls do that make me wanna pull my hair out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Girls in dressing rooms with their friends.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Why? Why?! Why must you have loud ass conversations &lt;i&gt;purposely&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;for others to hear? I can distinctly&amp;nbsp;tell when girls do this and to me, it's hella annoying.Try on your clothes, ask your girl if it looks good, and leave! Other people are waiting to get in that room too. But no, instead they take their precious time giggling and running room to room to take pictures in clothes they ain't even gonna buy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Girls who dress trashy aka "sexy."&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;If your homegirl told you you look good in those short ass shorts, tall heels, animal print bra, with that "shirt" with holes in it, she lied. Oh, and that unblended makeup ain't cuttin it either honey. Yea, you get a lot of eyes on you and got everyone talkin. Girls probably are talkin shit and guys are talkin about how they fucked you last week and how their friends should try to get at you. Hella exposed skin does not equal sexy. The mystery of what's under a girl's clothes is more sexy than just seeing everything upfront. Agreed? Yea it gets hot in the club, but that don't mean you needa come in there all naked and shit - save that for the go go dancers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ugly ass tattoos.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;What. the. fuck. My bad, I didn't know you were part leopard haha! I can't hate on the places that girls get their tattoos, because I mean.. is there some sort of rule where you place your ink? Um no, that's why it's called body art, so other girls needa stop hatin on "tramp stamps." But that's where my ranting begins. You get a tattoo.. probably in a hidden spot, then wear clothes to show it off. Cool, you want to show off your tattoo, but.. to purposely get a tattoo in a spot to show it off to the point you needa wear slutty clothes? Why did you get it in that spot again? I understand hidden tattoos, but there are just some tattoos that you needa keep to yourself and the nigga you fuckin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Posting pictures of "scenery" or something, and including body parts.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hahaha, example: "At the poolside" or "chillin at the beach" pictures. Are you taking a picture of the pool or your body? In that weird ass angle starting from the top of your cleavage. Girl, please! If you are taking a picture of your body, why not take it from the top instead of that weird ass angle including the pool because you know for damn sure it ain't the pool you're tryna fit in the frame. Feel me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this gave you a good laugh. I giggle in disgust when I see shit like this happen. What are your girl pet peeves? What annoys you of me?! Lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-4703892268724490099?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/4703892268724490099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=4703892268724490099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/4703892268724490099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/4703892268724490099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2010/08/call-me-hater.html' title='Call Me a Hater'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-7786155867466701552</id><published>2010-08-02T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T12:55:45.058-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>"Young Love."</title><content type='html'>My outlook on couples nowadays have definitely changed. I'll just put it out there and just say: everyone cheats and nobody is every completely faithful anymore. And this of course is not completely true, but it is something I believe in. Mind you, I have been through this type of relationship that I will soon describe and have continually witnessed friends of mines in couples go through similar situations. In the end, happy or not, some shit was going on some time or one day or night in your relationship. Trust. Hella negative? Yes, but the truth hurts! If you're interested in what I have to stay, read on! I would love to hear your comments :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust and Honesty&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that there is always one person who does shit behind the other persons back? Whether it be friendly innocent flirting, going out with friends, deleting texts from your phone before your girlfriend or boyfriend see.. My answer to that: Because they are "afraid" of hurting their girl/boyfriend, want to stay out of trouble, or just want to avoid the&amp;nbsp;unnecessary&amp;nbsp;fights. The solution: be honest and trust your partner! Simple and easy, right? But nobody gets that shit. Either the boy is too stupid to figure that out by now (being honest instead of hiding shit will stay you out of trouble) or the girl is insecure and has trust issues and constantly nags and searches for shit to get their boy caught up. It can go the other way around of course, but this is what I commonly see happen. If both of you are like this, both of you are stupid. Just let that shit go, trust each other, and be honest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheaters&lt;br /&gt;Compulsive, habitual cheaters? My cousin and I couldn't find a label that fits, but for these people, what is the point of being in a relationship? If you're going to always cheat, flirt with other people, constantly lie, why stay?! Leave! You're obviously not happy with your girl/boy if you always cheat on them, so why don't you just save yourself and your partner the trouble and break it off. I see no good reason for a cheater to stay in a relationship if they're going to be fucking different people other than their partners. And for the ones who have cheaters as their girl/boyfriends, and they are well aware of it and stay?! Um, yea you needa leave quick. Do cheaters deserve a second chance? Well that's for you to decide on your own.. But if your friends are constantly telling you the same shit over and over again, listen to them. I'm so tired of seeing my girls fall into their stupidness and stay when everyone is telling them to leave. Everything is laid out right in front of your face, why don't you choose to just see it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I don't really giva fuck about boyfriends who dance with other girls, flirt (there is a thin line between flirting.. and FLIRTING lol), or hang out with his boys. He is his own person and can do whatever the hell he wants. And no, I'm not talking about unfaithful shit. But.. if he wants to do his own thing, he can do it. If he smokes and drinks, that's on him. I'm not gonna change him because I know what I would be getting into from the get. With that said, I could do whatever the fuck I want too. I'm my own person and I choose to do what I want. I think couples who have to check up on each other or have to check in all the time are stupid. Why would I want to know what you're doing every minute of the day? I think this is one of the reasons why guys get hella annoyed by their girls, thus lying to them about the shit they do. Lol, this was supposed to be a blog, but now I'm just ranting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realism vs. Idealism&lt;br /&gt;Ideal couple: Trust, honesty, love, happiness, no problems, whatever. Realism: There will be problems, it will be hard, someone will always cheat! Hahahha, just kidding. Not always. What I'm saying is, couples these days.. Someone is always likely not ready to commit. We're fucking YOUNG! Too young to start "forever" now. Someone always will be curious what it would be like to be with someone else, talk to someone else, experience to be single, whether they have been together for hella long. The longer, the worst! In my opinion. Seems like everything is going good, you guys have been able to be together for years.. but to me, that just means somebody will get bored at one point and become curious what it's like to even talk to somebody else. One can say that have no intentions of leaving their girl/boyfriend, which may be true.. But either way, to do something behind their back, no matter how small, it makes them a liar/cheater/unfaithful, whatever you wanna call it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely do not know of one couple who have not been through shit like this. Whether both of them are aware of it or not (secret: girls are hella good ass liars). I'm hella anti-boy/anti-couples right now if you couldn't tell. Hahah. I'm just stating the truth, so accept it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I want a girl when I want a girl, and when I don't want a girl, I want a girl who understands that."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I just wanna chilllll. I wouldn't mind having one person around, but I'm not looking for anything serious. I'll probably edit this later, I'm kinda tired from ranting lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And why don't you look at that, it's been five years that I've had this blogger hahah. Noice. Not really, but still.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-7786155867466701552?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/7786155867466701552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=7786155867466701552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/7786155867466701552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/7786155867466701552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2010/08/young-love.html' title='&quot;Young Love.&quot;'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-5529937715331964402</id><published>2010-07-30T16:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T16:07:24.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bringin it back!</title><content type='html'>Stay tuned my lovely dears. I'll save my pointless shit for Tumblr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-5529937715331964402?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/5529937715331964402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=5529937715331964402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/5529937715331964402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/5529937715331964402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2010/07/bringin-it-back.html' title='Bringin it back!'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-2467272619204888692</id><published>2009-11-29T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T22:29:55.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>g double o d vibes</title><content type='html'>Sureeee thang. I've been in such a good mood for the past week, I know this week will just be another one. I've always thought I'd be lazy going to the gym, but now I actually want to! And I must say, I'm very proud of myself. So proud, I'm going to treat myself to a nice bubble bath, candles and all. Mhm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be very busy! Running errands at school, possibly training for Victoria's Secret..? It's about time maaayn! I need to get back on the school grind, kinda getting lazy, but I need ta get on top of that shit! Semester ends in two and half weeks, so I'm gonna be in study mode starting tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and another thing, I'm gonna start living a healthy life! Stay in shape, eat healthier, sleep earlier, everything. I need to tae care of myself! 2010 ain't ready for me ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight lovelys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-2467272619204888692?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/2467272619204888692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=2467272619204888692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/2467272619204888692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/2467272619204888692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2009/11/g-double-o-d-vibes.html' title='g double o d vibes'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-5975715875435285336</id><published>2009-11-27T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T21:11:47.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the holidays are here</title><content type='html'>I spent my Thanksgiving with my family in Vallejo. My cousins who lived in the Philippines for a couple months finally came back and live here again! We had lotsssa food, but we ate it for lunch. Haha! Yea, we cheated.. We ended up getting full and didn't even have dinner. So my cousin and I went to my best friend, Sherichia's, house. She had her whole family there and hella food! I ended up eating anyway hah. It was nice catching up with her.. Thanksgiving wasn't anything big, but at least I was with people I loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Friday.. Hmm.. No money, no shopping, no happy. Just kidding. I didn't mind not shopping, I know I had no money so it was all good. I dropped off my cousin to work (Aldo 50% off!) and walked around for a bit by myself. Then I went home, took a nap, took my sister to her ortho appointment, bought hair dye at Target and went home! Not much of a day.. But oh well. Now I'm in my sister's queen sized bed with my sister, and three cousins trying to find a movie on demand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family's crazy, I think we should have a reality show. You'd love us ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is just coming up sooner! I'm so excited. This year has been craaaaazy, and I cannot wait to end it right. That reminds me.. I'll have a very long blog reminiscing on this year. Wowza.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-5975715875435285336?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/5975715875435285336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=5975715875435285336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/5975715875435285336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/5975715875435285336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2009/11/holidays-are-here.html' title='the holidays are here'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-7293311094148060875</id><published>2009-11-23T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T23:34:59.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad luck</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I got a speeding ticket on the freeway for going 80 mph ): That fuckin sucks. Ticket plus traffic school? Omg. Totally an FML moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i retook my placement test, hoping to score one class higher than the english and math classes I'm in. I placed in English 151B for Fall, but accidentally registered for 151A. That was a total waste of time. I wanna hit myself for that! Ugh. So, I retook the test hoping I'd get into 101A, which is after 151B. I also placed into Algebra 2 for Fall, but I took AP Calculus my senior year, so I wanted to score higher.. Unfortunately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I placed right back into 151B and Algebra 2. Either way, I don't move up. I'm just going to the classes I would have even if I didn't retake the test. Fucking sucks coz I can't retake the test until another year, no point. Ugh. I'm really mad about the 151B. I would have been in 101A Spring semester, but I'm just going to the class I SHOULD have been taking right now. 151A and B are pre-reqs for 101. What a waaaaaaaaste of my semester and money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My energy is really low, and I'm not as happy. These little things just add to it. It feels like I'm pmsing, but I just got off it last week. I'm in a major need of a cheer up. I would take myself shopping, but I have shit to pay off. This sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-7293311094148060875?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/7293311094148060875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=7293311094148060875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/7293311094148060875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/7293311094148060875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2009/11/bad-luck.html' title='bad luck'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-3652123022138879268</id><published>2009-11-20T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T23:57:28.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>on heavy rotation</title><content type='html'>I absolutely love Ryan Leslie's new album Transition. It definitely has a deeper, more intimate feel to it opposed to the first one. My favorites are Guardian Angel, All My Love and I Choose You. This album is a must, so add it to your collection! I love R. Les!&lt;br /&gt;&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/_nGQG8LVCzgU/SwedKfMDDrI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/O54meIasyNs/s1600/rles3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/SwedKfMDDrI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/O54meIasyNs/s320/rles3.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First in line at Macy*s Union Square Oct. 23, 2009&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/16007846-3652123022138879268?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/3652123022138879268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=3652123022138879268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/3652123022138879268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/3652123022138879268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2009/11/on-heavy-rotation.html' title='on heavy rotation'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/SwedKfMDDrI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/O54meIasyNs/s72-c/rles3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-307407054866243484</id><published>2009-11-18T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T22:28:59.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>good jolly laughs</title><content type='html'>Jib Jab has some really funny shit! I came across the Elf Yourself videos sophomore year, I believe, and once again! I made one of me, my sister and cousins. Check it, make your own! It's really fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://elfyourself.jibjab.com/view/jj1U1Bfc2OfsNPI2?cmpid=ey_fb_self"&gt;Watch &amp; Enjoy&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes! And some good news.. I just got hired at Victoria's Secret today!Laney and I had our interview together and didn't think we did too well, but we thought wrong! Our first interview and our first job - together! Holllaaa! I have training sometime next week. I'm hella excited! We get to wear all black.. But.. I don't have a lot of black clothes. Time to purchase some cute skirts and tops and more textured tights! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-307407054866243484?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/307407054866243484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=307407054866243484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/307407054866243484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/307407054866243484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-jolly-laughs.html' title='good jolly laughs'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-1689091948976829330</id><published>2009-11-17T16:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T16:40:25.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new new.</title><content type='html'>Finally gave my blog a makeover. What do ya think? :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the simplicity is designs. Designs in general; less is more. I love clean lines. I just recently started a new interior design project for my class. We were given a "client" who needs a new kitchen. I got a sixty year old widow. Fortunately enough, she is very social, has meetings in her home, she has a cook, likes modern design and has a high budget! I can work with that. I'll post up the finished project up later next month. It's for my finals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More of an update, I got my liscense and my car! I missed four on my test and got an 05 Civic EX Special Edition in gray, very cute and suits me I think! It's so much easier getting around without having to worry about a ride, wait for so long, or make someone else go through a hassle just to pick me up and go out of their way for me. Oh my, thank you everyone who has been giving me rides!! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been applying everywhere in the mall and I haven't heard back from anyone yet! I keep bugging Forever 21, hopefully I'll get the job. I'm for sure I didn't get the job at Victoria's Secret, I totally bombed that interview; in a bad way. But hey! It was a learning experience, it was my first! I eventually want to become visual merchandiser for Forever, just somethng to do for fun, but first! I need retail experience =T I'm going to call them later today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that I'm on my own now. I love the freedom of college. Soon enough, I'll have my own place with my cousin, but I'm just waiting patiently..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any who, I'm very, very excited for the end of this year! New Moon, Thanksgving, Christmas, my break!! Oh my. I love the feeling of the holidays. The smells, the cold air.. I love it!! I really want to go to Christmas in the park as well :) Exciting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-1689091948976829330?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/1689091948976829330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=1689091948976829330' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/1689091948976829330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/1689091948976829330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-new.html' title='new new.'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-6165537672392037716</id><published>2009-11-10T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T15:55:29.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back, bitches.</title><content type='html'>Hello hello! I like blogging, yes I enjoy it, so I'll be back to update you with my life which is very wierd.. Public journal. Oh well, I don't mind! It's fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hit me on twittaaa &amp; find me on facebook!&lt;br /&gt;@stephanie__anne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-6165537672392037716?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/6165537672392037716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=6165537672392037716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/6165537672392037716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/6165537672392037716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-back-bitches.html' title='i&apos;m back, bitches.'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-8428817562462907350</id><published>2009-07-11T23:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:52:26.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I cannot wait.</title><content type='html'>Hits theaters March 5, 2010. Oh my, my most favorite Disney movie ever made! Red Queen was one of my favorites (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://hypebeast.com/blog/staff/files/2009/06/alice-wonderland-1.jpg width=400&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://hypebeast.com/blog/staff/files/2009/06/alice-wonderland-2.jpg width=400&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-8428817562462907350?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/8428817562462907350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=8428817562462907350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/8428817562462907350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/8428817562462907350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-cannot-wait.html' title='I cannot wait.'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-2114047493684127633</id><published>2009-07-03T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T23:20:19.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate Bitches, Love Mine.</title><content type='html'>High school teaches you a lot of things. Aside for the education from the books, you learn things about life as well. This including, learning who your real friends are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had this issue since middle school. Friends came and gone through high school, but I stuck to the people I loved. It's so sad to say until now, people don't.. see me as who I really am. They see the image they have created of me from when I first moved here, and that has stuck to them. Yes, they might have learned to like me and create a friendship, but never created a solid relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how after three years of being "friends" with some people, they still see me so negatively. I am not negative at all. I only carry good vibes with me. I'm nice to everyone and happy all the time. I know people can't tolerate me when I'm annoying and loud, but at least people are honest about it. There's just some other people who fake their friendship and kindness to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With me, if I say something negative as a joke, it all of sudden turns into "Stephanie Anne talking shit." I think that is so funny. These people do not have anything else better to do than hate on me. Yea, take what I said and twist it around yet again. I have nothing against anyone to even talk shit. And why would I possibly want to waste time on talking shit about someone I could care less about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just hella fed up with putting up with people who are fake to me. I am nothing but nice to you. I have nothing against you nor ever will. Dislike me for the stupidest reasons. I could care less. If you're going to dislike me, don't be fake about it. Don't pretend that you're hella down for everyone and pretend that you don't hate anyone. Don't put up a fuckin front like you're hella nice to everyone and don't associate yourself with things like this. It's so stupid because everything you hate on me for is exactly what you're doing in one form or another. I hope you know if I'm talking about you or not. If your offended, obviously this goes out to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am way above your level. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaanyway! I know who my real friends are. I don't give a shit about what people say about me or think of me. I don't care about you. I'm gonna be the annoying person that I am, at least I have real friends who love me for it; and put up with it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I do hooooope that you take this blog the wrong way and use it to hate me even more! Immature bitches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight bitchessss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-2114047493684127633?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/2114047493684127633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=2114047493684127633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/2114047493684127633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/2114047493684127633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2009/07/hate-bitches-love-mine.html' title='Hate Bitches, Love Mine.'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-979199494746111166</id><published>2009-07-01T19:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:07:17.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminisce..</title><content type='html'>Damn, time does go by fast. I think time needs to go to the spa in Hawaii and just relax. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember those days when you played "office" with your brothers and sister with folders as your cubicals? Maybe that's just me, but that was the shit. Playing "resturaunt" and having my brother ruin everything and be hella crazy and loud, haha. Having the floor be "lava" and have to get across the livingroom without touching the floor. Damn. Just playing games that you made up with siblings/friends and change the rules as the game goes on just so you didn't lose; made exceptions when you did something wrong. Oh, those days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm growing up! Schduling classes for college, looking at apartments, gonna get my car..? I still see myself as a kid, but I'm very much more mature now. There's just some days where I look back and miss everything and get sad, sort of.. Then There's other days, mostly, where I'm hella excited to move out and live on my own! Growing up is just &lt;strong&gt;bittersweet&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, I don't know where that came from.. but.. yup! Summer is getting better. It's just hella chill. Slept over Sherichia's house on Monday night. Cleaned my room today. It took four hours! I really really cleaned, and might I say.. It was very theraputic. In a weird way. I'm just enjoying typing this blog as I sit in my clean room (: I'm still waiting on a fun summer adventure, so let me know what's crackin! I'm so down to go to Santa Cruz. Never been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where/what have you guys gone/done so far?! Any ideas? Somewhere.. where I don't have to spend much? Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-979199494746111166?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/979199494746111166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=979199494746111166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/979199494746111166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/979199494746111166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2009/07/reminisce.html' title='Reminisce..'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-2745805212338032021</id><published>2009-06-12T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T23:10:12.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'georgia';font-size:55px;"&gt;I FUCKN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRADUATED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/69/l_e5b9907a451b4583955d61662af2ce4f.png&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/73/l_ae354d2e7c9245668605f51966d36026.png width=400&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://c2.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/97/l_324271c625f64bc396967741eb030ef9.png width=400&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-2745805212338032021?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/2745805212338032021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=2745805212338032021' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/2745805212338032021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/2745805212338032021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-2748957004010456915</id><published>2009-06-07T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T21:40:32.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>long time, no post!</title><content type='html'>been a while, but all i have ta say is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'georgia';font-size:35px;"&gt;grad nite was fuckin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; craaaaaaackin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit, we went to universal, boomers, disney, umm.. roller rink (hahah oops!), knotts berry farms and medieval times. that shit was hella crackin tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's our LAST WEEK! well not even, our last week was.. last week. hella sad. tomorrow is basically a free day. we're going to the beach and having a potluck! planned by laura and i ;) tuesday is our official senior day and wednesday is rehearsal and what not. THURSDAY.. I'M GRADUATING!!! ughhhhh, it's so sad! hellllla bittersweet tho.. but i'll save all the reminiscing for my next post. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-2748957004010456915?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/2748957004010456915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=2748957004010456915' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/2748957004010456915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/2748957004010456915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2009/06/long-time-no-post.html' title='long time, no post!'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-8418715514409123899</id><published>2009-05-22T21:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T22:00:52.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grad Nite..</title><content type='html'>is officially in 5 days! I'm so fucking excited. I just found out what bus I'm on! Bus 1 is hellllllla craaaaackin! Hahaha. I have no idea what to wear yet and I have no bathing suit D; I really want a one piece sweetheart halter top.. but if I find a two piece.. I want a strapless beandu top and boyshorts! Ughh, so complicated. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we're playing tourist, yet again, in the city (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-8418715514409123899?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/8418715514409123899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=8418715514409123899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/8418715514409123899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/8418715514409123899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2009/05/grad-nite.html' title='Grad Nite..'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-1618112946682788363</id><published>2009-05-10T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:56:32.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello world!</title><content type='html'>Hiiii! I feel sorta distant from.. umm.. you guys? Hahah. Well, whoever is tryna contact me through myspace or whatever.. Feel free to drop a line here! Anyone can comment. I haven't even been on the computer for daaaaays. Well, I mean, I check up on Forever from time to time.. and my email of course.. and mobliving.com. Tabatha always has interesting shit on there so check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update on my life? Okay! School's a bitch, getting easier and senioritis is finally getting to me. But I'm still on track. Neeeeever catch me slippin! Mmm, Spirit Week is tomorrow! So check out pictures on here or on my Multiply (Multiply.com/stephaneeeezy I think, lol I'll put it up when I upload on it) Tomorrow is backwards/inside out day. Pretty chill, but our school doesn't do shit, so this is one thing everyone can participate in. GRAD NITE!? Fuckkkkk yes I am sooooo excited. I can't wait just for packing! Hahaha, just the process of getting all my shit together sounds so fun right now. Even though it's a bitch to fit everything in my bag. And I swear, I do not know how to pack for shit! For a weekend, I'd pack a week's worth of clothes and hella shoes.. when I'm only gonna be gone for two fucking days! But hey, ya girl needs options. Hahaha you know what I mean ladies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stole some pictures from the yearbook computer couple days back, take a peep.&lt;br /&gt;click for larger image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/SgeuLOmwcUI/AAAAAAAAAIA/V3S83fgJcTs/s1600-h/IMG_9340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/SgeuLOmwcUI/AAAAAAAAAIA/V3S83fgJcTs/s320/IMG_9340.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334423791566090562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/SgeuK4wtL7I/AAAAAAAAAH4/zfIzEJJKwdM/s1600-h/IMG_9029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/SgeuK4wtL7I/AAAAAAAAAH4/zfIzEJJKwdM/s320/IMG_9029.JPG" border="0" 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/SgeuKMV0Z1I/AAAAAAAAAHg/U4w7tFHNvoo/s1600-h/IMG_7233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/SgeuKMV0Z1I/AAAAAAAAAHg/U4w7tFHNvoo/s320/IMG_7233.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334423773778306898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/SgetS4wtWcI/AAAAAAAAAHY/0RP8x9g4VRs/s1600-h/IMG_7173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/SgetS4wtWcI/AAAAAAAAAHY/0RP8x9g4VRs/s320/IMG_7173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334422823629576642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/Sges_A42jPI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/UvdGiN3xx2k/s1600-h/IMG_4876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/Sges_A42jPI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/UvdGiN3xx2k/s320/IMG_4876.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334422482213833970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/SgesqB1wO0I/AAAAAAAAAHI/Cgu5xPlpLGU/s1600-h/IMG_1756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/SgesqB1wO0I/AAAAAAAAAHI/Cgu5xPlpLGU/s320/IMG_1756.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334422121692019522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/SgesC7VcCAI/AAAAAAAAAHA/KNvX7uvPYf8/s1600-h/IMG_1621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/SgesC7VcCAI/AAAAAAAAAHA/KNvX7uvPYf8/s320/IMG_1621.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334421449930967042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy mother's day &lt;/em&gt;(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-1618112946682788363?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/1618112946682788363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=1618112946682788363' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/1618112946682788363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/1618112946682788363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-world.html' title='Hello world!'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/SgeuLOmwcUI/AAAAAAAAAIA/V3S83fgJcTs/s72-c/IMG_9340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-5856900229669541251</id><published>2009-04-24T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T17:23:24.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NO MORE MYSPACE</title><content type='html'>some pyschopath changed my password and deleted my friends, so, just delete my account. this psycho may be messaging you too, so just don't reply to anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEPHANIE ANNE DOESN'T HAVE A MYSPACE ANYMORE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-5856900229669541251?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/5856900229669541251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=5856900229669541251' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/5856900229669541251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/5856900229669541251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-more-myspace.html' title='NO MORE MYSPACE'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-8439069673830437494</id><published>2009-04-05T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T00:22:08.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Fun..</title><content type='html'>I wanna hear your voice but I don't want you to call&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see you, girl, but not see you at all&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up, but I still want to fight&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to break up but it just don't feel right&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-8439069673830437494?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/8439069673830437494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=8439069673830437494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/8439069673830437494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/8439069673830437494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-fun.html' title='No Fun..'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-8684317843380731822</id><published>2009-04-03T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T21:45:07.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>C'est La Vie</title><content type='html'>... just gotta go with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy with my decision. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'm going to play tourist in San Francisco! The Pier, Twin Peaks, Golden Gate, downtown! Yay! Be back to peep at the pics tomorrow or something (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-8684317843380731822?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/8684317843380731822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=8684317843380731822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/8684317843380731822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/8684317843380731822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2009/04/cest-la-vie.html' title='C&apos;est La Vie'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-3838968442866966384</id><published>2009-04-01T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T16:48:24.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Basically Don't Giva Fuck.</title><content type='html'>Indeed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been alone ina while, but I sure as hell am gonna take advantage of it. College is still kinda a long way ta go, so until then, Stephanie Anne is flyin solo. Hollaaaa &lt;b&gt;;&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in the meantime, check Mob Livin tho. Shit is sick.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mobliving.com/blog/1239&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-3838968442866966384?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/3838968442866966384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=3838968442866966384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/3838968442866966384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/3838968442866966384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-basically-dont-giva-fuck.html' title='I Basically Don&apos;t Giva Fuck.'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-6062627141760887175</id><published>2009-03-31T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T16:44:32.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Tarantino is Genious...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=http://www.tarinatarantino.com/productcart/pc/catalog/N34S8Blue_detail.jpg width=400&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-6062627141760887175?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/6062627141760887175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=6062627141760887175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/6062627141760887175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/6062627141760887175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2009/03/miss-tarantino-is-genious.html' title='Miss Tarantino is Genious...'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-7228665824958050557</id><published>2009-02-28T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T22:44:05.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rediculous.</title><content type='html'>... the past month and a half have been crazy. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't want to dwell on it much.. but everything's getting better. Good things are definitely coming my way. Not to mention our senior snow trip on Wednesday ;) Our bus is craaaaackin!&lt;bR&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is going pretty good. Keepin the grades where the should be. No stress lately.. Everythings iiight! Oh, well.. besides AP Cal, still tryna catch up to the nerds in that class! I don't get how they get A's on tests and shit! I'm helllla good at math, it's the only subject I totally get and understand completely and still have fun doing! But yet.. I fail in calculus :( Ugh, and the AP tests are coming up.. I need to study hard.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just felt like blogging today coz I have, once again, abandoned my blogspot :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-7228665824958050557?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/7228665824958050557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=7228665824958050557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/7228665824958050557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/7228665824958050557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2009/02/rediculous.html' title='Rediculous.'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-2643354548500780310</id><published>2009-02-01T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:08:13.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fourtythree</title><content type='html'>When overcome with woe and care&lt;br /&gt;When burdens deep in life befall&lt;br /&gt;Let there be joy within your heart&lt;br /&gt;For He will guide you through it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is your strength by day and night&lt;br /&gt;When you are weary from despair&lt;br /&gt;Your consolation and your might&lt;br /&gt;In every trial that you bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a place of joy and peace&lt;br /&gt;Where pain and sorrow all will cease&lt;br /&gt;Where you will live a life anew&lt;br /&gt;And God is evermore with you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-2643354548500780310?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/2643354548500780310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=2643354548500780310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/2643354548500780310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/2643354548500780310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2009/02/fourtythree.html' title='Fourtythree'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-3868277920431535363</id><published>2009-01-13T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T20:34:40.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year!</title><content type='html'>LOL. Hella late, but I've been kinda busy to post anything. Anyway.. Break was okay.. I didn't do anything the first week, but the week after, I went to Fremont/Union City, but I don't feel like explaining that really. Lol, basically, I went there to spend time with B, then he left to go to LA last minute! Whaaack, I know. But I spent time with Ha, Janessa and Cali, so it wasn't like I was stuck there all by myself :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing really good in school (: Finals were eaaaaaaasy. A's and B's playa! I have a B- A- C- (technically, a B- coz it's AP Cal) A- A A- yupppppppp. Sexy grades huh (: I'm pretty happy. 'Cept for my fucking B- in photography?! Nigga doesn't give A's to NOBODY. Hella gay. I do eeeverything for that class and I'm the only one who knows shit on photoshop and whatever, but yet I get a B? I expected it but.. I woulda been so much happier with an A. Umm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working really hard on Winter Ball lately.. I just need people to buy tickets!! Please please pleaseeee buy your tickets (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Before I leave, I FINALLY took driver's ed! Hahaha, online! All in one day! Haha, now I just have to take my permit test and training. I've just been too busy to. Mkay, I'm gonna go now and do homework! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Stephanie Anne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-3868277920431535363?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/3868277920431535363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=3868277920431535363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/3868277920431535363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/3868277920431535363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='happy new year!'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-6866803837025948875</id><published>2008-12-30T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T14:00:46.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuckin sexxxxxy</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vwBnzT_0vm8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/vwBnzT_0vm8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brian puspos is hottt ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-6866803837025948875?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/6866803837025948875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=6866803837025948875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/6866803837025948875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/6866803837025948875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2008/12/fuckin-sexxxxxy.html' title='fuckin sexxxxxy'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-8633617234381639630</id><published>2008-12-23T21:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T21:57:20.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's the most wonderful time of the year...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='background-color:#e9e9e9; 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Why, it has been a while hasn't it! More than a month. Hahah. Ummm, updates updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My great grandma on my grandpa's side passed away November 23rd. Everyone went to the viewing from Wednesday to Friday, funeral was on Friday. There's hellllllla of us! 103 to be exact, just the grandparents, parents, uncles $ aunties, and cousins and nieces &amp; nephews! Wait, I just named like everyone in a family..? I mean like! uhh there's just hella people just from her! But anyways, there has been family drama for yeaaaaars, and for the first time in seventeen years of my life, I felt like we were a real family. They say the only occasions that bring families together are weddings and funerals. If it weren't for Apu Lusing, we wouldn't be so close to each other as we are now. Everyone is talking to each other, going out together and we're planning to be all together on New Years! I love it (: The reception was sooo fun. I won $20 in musical chairs (; I tied with Angel! Haha, it was hella fun. &lt;br /&gt;RIP Rosa Salta Lingat &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm what else is new.. I applied to SJSU and SFSU. Yea, only two =P&lt;br /&gt;I got my train tracks off ;) I look hellllla weird. Hella. I think I look hella cuter with braces. Hahah. Foreal. I just needa get used to themmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powderpuff was on Monday! We played against Vallejo and got CHEATED! Fuckin bithces tho. Hella tackled and tripped us and shit. It's fuckin FLAG FOOTBALL! Niggggga. Hahah, Robyne and Ema tho, fuckin beasts! I'm cussing too much. Haha. It was hellla fun tho, I was pushing a girl bigger than me! :D I feel accomplished. Hahaha. We're planning to play Hogan and St. Pats sooo, yea! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals next week! I pretty much only needa study for Government and AP Cal and English. It's hella gay coz our finals are on Thursday and Friday. First through third on Thursday, fourth through sixth Friday. Short days tho. It's still wack coz we used to have them Tuesday through Thursday and have Friday off. Idk whateverrrr, break tho! I'm gonna be in Fremont and Union City most of the time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still planning for Winter Ball on January 24!! Presales tomorrow and Friday :) GO! It's gonna be craaaaackin ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry so, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-6410828493002767086?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/6410828493002767086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=6410828493002767086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/6410828493002767086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/6410828493002767086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2008/12/been-helllla-days-p.html' title='been helllla days! =P'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-1016128870943248458</id><published>2008-11-07T21:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T21:39:16.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello</title><content type='html'>Mmmm, what a fun quick week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I woke up at 530 in the morning on tuesday to help at the elections, we left the house and went to the address the lady gave me at the training. It was so dark and we couldn't see where the place I was sposed to work at! So we were driving for half an hour looking for the place and my mom was literally out of gas. So we went to the gas station and realized we were wasting a lot of time coz my mom had to still get ready to go to work so we went home around 7 :( I called some person later and found out the place was there! we just couldn't see it coz it was so dark! I got there around 8, and helped outside with the registers list direct people what precinct they go to. I did that for like 3 hours straight. Lol, seemed hella long, but it went by pretty fast. There was a pretty steady amount of people coming in. There was a lot of young voters too! Not to mention this hella cute first time voter who came by ;) Hahaha. Anyway. Later on I helped inside distributing the ballots to people after they signed in. I took my break around 545 and went home for an hour and got back around 7ish. We only had an hour til polls closed! It went by hella quick and there was hellla people in line. There was no line really during the day. Overall, it was a fun experience and I would hella do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm, I went to dance practice onnn.. Wednesday? It was fun! Our gig is coming up soon! Next Saturday at St. Catherine's Fall Fling. I'm going after the GEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leadership is tryna have a winterball dance and I'm helping organize it. We're hella pushing on the date hella early, it's the week of finals =x Ramos doesn't think we can pull it off in the amount of time we have, expecially that we have a week off for Thanksgiving, but I think we can do it. It's gonna be hellllllla pretty! Coz I already sketched the decorations (: I basically set myself up for the person in charge-ish for decorations (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The senior section and managing editors, ahem* me and carlo (: , finally tallied up the final ballots for senior hall of fame. I topped best dressed! And June got second (: Yay us! I was just TWO votes away to second place most artistic. Haha, it's all good tho. Doesn't really matter to me, I'm just flattered people actually voted for me! Hehe. Thanks guys! It was just so annoying to hear people tell people to vote for them, it's like, why tell them to vote for you, why not see what people actually think of you! Idk =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to my great grandpa's brother's funeral. So, my grandma's uncle. It was so sad. I've met him before a couple of times, haha, like the one time Shannon wanted to go to Denny's like at 12 in the morning! Although I didn't know him well, just seeing his family cry and stuff made me really sad. His oldest son touched me the most. My mom told me that he gave him everything, and spoiled him. He was really close to him, and I cried every time he would cry and touch him. But it was his time for God to call him to go. Lol, Shannon's baby brother is SO CUTE!! He likes people! He liked me! LOL. He would hold my cheeks and kiss me! He's sooooo cute. I want another baby in the family! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I neeeeeeeeed to start applying to colleges. This month just started, so I'm not late or anything, but I needa get on that shit quick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'm singing in the choir for a wedding.. and Sunday, just church and practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Stephanie Anne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-1016128870943248458?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/1016128870943248458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=1016128870943248458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/1016128870943248458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/1016128870943248458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello.html' title='hello'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-4001960718978228366</id><published>2008-11-03T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T18:41:48.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rain rain...</title><content type='html'>How I miss you so!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and discard that last blog. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'm working as a student poll worker! Baaaaaaaank! $120 just to direct people and make them sign in to vote. Well.. it is from 6am to 8pm =T  But still! Shiiiit. Haha, and extra bonus 15 if I did good that day ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hella lazy. Like, I haven't done any of my Government homework. I've been copying that shit. But! I will start this week. I'm actually gonna get on top of that shit and do my stuff early coz it's just so much easier that way! I have some english assignments coming up, but all that's easy. I'm glad Red Ribbon Week is over! Finally! Don't have to stress no mare on that and what notttt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needa start on college applications. Don't wanna talk about that much coz.. I feel so left behind! I'll get on that shit THIS week! Registered for my SATs, don't know if I should take ACTs coz I don't think I need it. I'm just gonna apply everywhere. I'm not going to community coz I don't wanna be stuck here!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to school tomorrow for the elections, and Friday! I have a funeral to attend in Daly City. And Wtf, we have school on Monday, but not Tuesday? That's fuckin gaaaaaay! Wth! Whateverrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-4001960718978228366?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/4001960718978228366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=4001960718978228366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/4001960718978228366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/4001960718978228366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2008/11/rain-rain.html' title='rain rain...'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-6412686933386440088</id><published>2008-10-26T16:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T16:57:53.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>that's  how much i hate you.</title><content type='html'>really. fuck iiiiiiiiiiiit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-6412686933386440088?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/6412686933386440088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=6412686933386440088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/6412686933386440088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/6412686933386440088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2008/10/thats-how-much-i-hate-you.html' title='that&apos;s  how much i hate you.'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-5480731647701937163</id><published>2008-10-22T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T20:35:48.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my my...</title><content type='html'>My poor little blogspot.. I've abandoned you once again like the others =T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I've just been too busy to be on the computer. I barely go on. I go on sometimes to check my emails and myspace of course, but I barely stay on for an hour. Hmm, so update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School wiseee, homecoming was okay.. I got in Brian, Raymon, Hans and Evan in :) Spirit week was the funest it's ever been since I've been at Bethel. Haha. I'm doing really good.. I have all As... EXCEPT fucking AP Cal. I have an F because of that stupid test. Since it's an AP class, points are taken off for wrong answers. I mean, I get the shit we're learning.. it's just that when it comes to test.. fuckkk. I have one this Friday! Umm... I planned Red Ribbon week that starts tomorrow with Michelle, so it's gonna be good :) Yearbook.. man, the staff isn't progressing at all. They're.. lazy. They just sit there and socialize.. But I must speak for myself as well, me and Carlo haven't started on dividers =X Mmm, I think that's about it.. OH. College. Fuck. Idk, I feel so left behind. I don't know what the fuck to do. My mom keeps pushing me to a nurse and I think that's just sooooo boring! It's not me! Idk, I have to talk to my college career counselor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With new stuffff, I get my braces off December 5th! Haaaaaaaay! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Umm, Jr Fusion isn't doing Prelude :( there's a lot of issues with rides to practice in the city and stuff. So.. we're just gonna do some gigs during Thanksgiving break and stuff. I'm still excited! I miss performing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annnnd that's about it bitchesssssss. Til next time. Muah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-5480731647701937163?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/5480731647701937163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=5480731647701937163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/5480731647701937163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/5480731647701937163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-my.html' title='my my...'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-3422347197739999077</id><published>2008-09-02T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T23:08:13.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dopeeeee</title><content type='html'>too busy to blog =T update later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FghdgSm6Eoc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FghdgSm6Eoc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can watch this for daaaays. hella sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-3422347197739999077?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/3422347197739999077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=3422347197739999077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/3422347197739999077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/3422347197739999077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2008/09/dopeeeee.html' title='dopeeeee'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-3983443610757738382</id><published>2008-08-25T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T21:18:20.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>moving?</title><content type='html'>So the question was brought up once again, but this time by my mom; What do I feel about moving back to Union City?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not gonna be any time soon sooooon, but we are for sure moving out of this house sometime in the future. We don't like it here. Haha, like foreal. We're here for the house. I don't like Vallejo at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I love my friends. I love everyone I've met here. I just started to like school, lol, I mean I had to. I have to make the best of it. I'm already getting started with my senior year, and moving would kind of.. just ruin it? I'm already planning stuff for leadership and yearbook. I mean, I'm not saying I'm moving my senior year, but what if I were to? That would be hella crazy. I would be helllllla happy, just because I love Union City and that's like my hometown, but I would be sad leaving here, my friends. What if I went to Logan again? Eek. I'd feel sooo out of place. No one talks to me anymore. Haha. It's true. I'll only have my lovas. I'm not close to any of the girls anymore. I wouldn't really say I have friends there anymore? They're more like.. people I just know. Haha. I mean, yea I have B and all of em, but still. I'm gonna miss my girls here ): Crazy stuffffsss. Mommy says it's not up for discussion discussionnn, but like.. we know we're moving - not any time soon soon soooon, but soon. By the time we move, I might be starting college already. That's basically it about alla that for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has been pretty chill. Not much work yet. Just started planning homecoming. I still don't have my schedule change to yearbook, dumbass Ms.Points. There's not much happening really. Lunch is gay, I hate being on campus with hella people around. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Stephanie Anne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-3983443610757738382?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/3983443610757738382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=3983443610757738382' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/3983443610757738382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/3983443610757738382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2008/08/moving.html' title='moving?'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-1725967714951098626</id><published>2008-08-20T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T19:31:09.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last first day</title><content type='html'>Schedule:&lt;br /&gt;1 Photo (changing to AP art, trying!!)&lt;br /&gt;2 Econ/Gov&lt;br /&gt;3 AP Cal&lt;br /&gt;4 English&lt;br /&gt;5 Leadership&lt;br /&gt;6 Psychology (changing to yearbook; managing editor!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I just realized I only really need three of those classes. Well, plus my visual art, so four. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like blogging today, really. How was my first day? Boring! Haha. Closed campus, no parking lot AT ALL including break. Hella gay. I'm pretty much happy with my classes. They messed up my AP English and put me in regular english, but it's all good, I was tryna drop it anyway (: I know I'm gonna get into yearbook, of course, Heinecke loves me. Haha. Idk about photo, people say Mr.Woods sucks, but he seems kinda cool to me, for now. Saw some new faces, no cuties! Oh, almost forgot, it's VALLEJO =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-1725967714951098626?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/1725967714951098626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=1725967714951098626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/1725967714951098626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/1725967714951098626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2008/08/last-first-day.html' title='last first day'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-4315182508562053027</id><published>2008-08-17T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T15:57:16.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bliss.</title><content type='html'>OH EM GEE. The Banquet was hellllllla dope! All the groups performed helllla good. I was so excited about ours! We kiiiilled it. Everyone liked it =] we were the best ones!  ... according to people who told me (; Well, besides New Era, they did hella good. Their performance was sooo fuckin dope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started off Saturday with a wake up call from Monette at 5:30 am! I washed up and got ready, curled my hurr and ate my favorite honey bunches of oats with almonds. I waited for everyone pick me up. We all left around 7ish? We got to SF State around 8 and practiced in the studio. Kuya Ed made us run through hella times. My curls hella died after that, it got straight again. Haha. Barely got to catch our breaths in between. I helped crimp and curl girls hairs and did Lyka's nails. At lunch we went to mall to eat lunch. Then I got my fishnets! We got back to State to meet up and leave to the War Memorial to help set up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We set up til 4ish, did a couple of run throughs and got all glamoured up. We helped in the kitchen, I made rice!! :D I never make rice at home. Haha. Later on Juniors performed then we found out we had to perform 2nd last minute because some Vintage people were missing coz they went out to get food. I was kinda ehh. I didn't wanna go second. All of a sudden I got nervous for some reason. Lol, I didn't expect to. But it was all good, the excitment of just going on stage made it all go away. We got dressed up in our dope fits! The blue shirts I designed, my favorite sweater vest thingy, black shorts, my fishnets and dunks! We got on and I don't think any of us messed up! I aaaalmost forgot something, but I played it off pretty well. It went by tooooooo fast. I wanted to perform again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we did! Lol, for collabo tho. We performed after we got our awards =D We did hella good and went aaaaaall out for Music For Love. Haha. After it was all over, we partaaaaayed! I learned how to cha cha.. again. Haha, I still can't get it right, and  I'm a dancer? LOL. It was hella fun tho. I loved it. I wish it didn't have to go by so fast. I LOVE MY FUSION FAMILY =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After alla that good stuff.. we went to Stow Lake. We just went down to see the statue, but I stayed in the car after. Haha. I did't wanna ruin my dunks =P and it was cold! We went home after and I just slept the whole time. I was hella tired. Dancing all day and night, but I loved it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3058/2774723019_107713ee23.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3058/2774723019_107713ee23.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3160/2770461098_3a8ae57bd2.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3160/2770461098_3a8ae57bd2.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3028/2770460990_cdb1b93dc6.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3028/2770460990_cdb1b93dc6.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3239/2770460812_22f1e2862b.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3239/2770460812_22f1e2862b.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;Br&gt;click to enlarge.&lt;Br&gt;Junior Fusion Vallejo, New Era, Vintage&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mosr pictures @ &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/impactsounds/sets/72157606778240703/"&gt;impact sounds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i come in around 0:32 coz i'm blocked =P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qBFZdTwWwDM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qBFZdTwWwDM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yLeA-A2Ax98&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yLeA-A2Ax98&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we just had Binhi meeting. We made halo halo for the kids. I don't even like that stuff. I just had ice cream. Lol. I got home later and just slept til choir practice. I was helllla tired from yesterday still. I made a subway sandwhich for myself (: My favorite. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's aaaall. I'm sad. Summer is over. Last Sunday for the summer :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Stephanie Anne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-4315182508562053027?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/4315182508562053027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=4315182508562053027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/4315182508562053027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/4315182508562053027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2008/08/bliss.html' title='bliss.'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-4848832601637915135</id><published>2008-08-13T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T20:27:01.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>busy beeee</title><content type='html'>Hello there! It's been quite a while. I've been busy the whooooole week, and it's only half way through the week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raymon and Brian came here to visit me on Saturday for the first time! They came around 8:45ish in the morning. I made them pancakes.. that didn't turn out good :( Stupid ass Brian said the batter wasn't thick enough, so I added more powder.. I cooked them and they were.. batter-y in the middle. I tried =T After that, they took me to dance practice. Brian watched, Raymon slept in the car =P After thaaat, we had enough time to watch a movie before I had to leave to church to perform in the wedding. We watched Pineapple Express! I broke their tradition muahahaha! After that, we went home to change then took me straight to church. The wedding was nice! It was in tagalog tho =P They picked me back up and then we went to Cha-am! They ended up liking it a lot! I shared Mu-Yang with Brian, I can't finish it all haha and Raylove got this chicken thingy, looked pretty good. Then I got my faaaaavorite dessert, fried banana with avocado ice cream! Yummmmmm. When we were done, we went to Blue Rock Springs, but they were gonna close soon, so we just went to big slide park. It was prettay chill. Took me home after, the end! &amp; Misson Complete :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday.. Church in the morning, caucus after then straight to dance practice. I think  I took a nap after.. lol, then I went to choir practice. Mmmm.. On Monday, I went to Freshmen Orientation. My group of freshmen were pretty chill.. they listened and weren't hella immature surprisingly. But when we all went back in the gym, maaaan.. these stupid ass immature little girls who think they're the shit were just so fucking annoying! They didn't know how to shut the fffffffff kup! Haha. Hella annoying. After that, I went to dance practice at night... I went back to school for leadership on Tuesday for Sophomore and Junior orientation. Just sat at a table for people to get PE clothes and sign up for sports. After that, Lisa picked me up and we all met up at Laura's to leave to Walnut Creek. We went to True to finally get our shoes. There were these dope ass high top dunks that all the girls wanted, but they didn't have all our sizes.. so only three of us got them while me, Monette and Frenchie got these dark brown tweed-ish looking lows. Then they gave out free shirts! I caught one =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had practice again. Pretty successful. We're pretty much done with everything.. just cleaning up and stuff. I'm sooooo exited for Saturday! Oh, and CHANGE OF VENUE: 6655 MISSION ST. DALY CITY @ WAR MEMORIAL COMMUNITY CENTER. I didn't get to sell any ticket to any of my friends or my family. My mom can't go coz she has to go to the airport =T Anyway... After practice we went to TapEx and this beauty supply store. The lady showed us something.. but I don't wanna say, it's a secret :) I'm just saying it's hellllla nice and I bought one :) Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we have practice again. I have church later at night and yeaaaaa. I gotta do my laundry. Haha. To do list: Buy fish net stockings for dance! I reaaaaally wanna wear them since we're wearing shorts! I'm hella excited! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til next time boats &amp; hoes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Stephanie Anne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-4848832601637915135?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/4848832601637915135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=4848832601637915135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/4848832601637915135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/4848832601637915135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2008/08/busy-beeee.html' title='busy beeee'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-7426916966299758645</id><published>2008-08-04T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T20:15:26.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A lot stuff going on this week. Dance practices, Linkcrew and Leadership. My uncle is leaving to the PI this week I think. My mom is gonna be going out with her friends, which means I can go out and stay out late too! Haha. I might have a little sleep over at my house with a few of my girlies =] I've never really had friends over. I haven't kicked it with my girls this whole summer. Always busy on both sides. I miss them! I'm glad I have some things to keep me busy. I won't have to be thinking of other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend my mom wants to go shopping in the city. I haven't been shopping in so long. Every time we've gone to the mall this summer, I always just left with one or two things. My mom always says next time and when next time comes, it's next time again. Lol, so finally! I'm going shopping shopping! I have to perform at a wedding for choir the same day around 3. Sucks because there's an all day dance practice at the studio in the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm, yea. Don't really have much to blog about. I still think it's silly how I have a public 'diary' for the whole world to read. But I like it. =] Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-7426916966299758645?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/7426916966299758645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=7426916966299758645' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/7426916966299758645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/7426916966299758645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2008/08/lot-stuff-going-on-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-4267214013877105342</id><published>2008-07-31T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T15:31:14.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>finally.</title><content type='html'>Summer school is O V E R, ovaaaah!&lt;br /&gt;It seemed long, but it went by pretty quick. I'm gonna miss those days leaving campus to get pho and subway. Rumor has it that not only is it closed campus, the parking lot is closed during lunch too. That's helllllllllla gay. Where else are we supposed to stay now! Oh well. So umm, I passed AP Cal Prep with a B and Geometry with an A. I'm happy :) My mommy is taking me out to Dairy Queen to get an ice cream cone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hella excited for volleyball on Saturday! We had practice lastnight, we're getting better :) After that I had dance practice. Learned part of a new piece, I likeyyyy. But you won't get to see what any of it looks like unless you go to the show!! Take a look at the  &lt;a href="http://img399.imageshack.us/img399/4295/teaserbanquetflyer2008pe8.jpg"&gt;flyer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks of summer left. Gotta make most of it. PARTY PARTY PARTY! Hahaha. Jk. No, I'm not. Meggy's debut after party on Friday? Heeeeeeey girl, hey! Idk, I might go. Haha. OH! Speaking of Debuts, Tina's Cotti was nice :) They're dances were hella nice! Lol. After party was okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeeell, that's all for now. Church tonight, dance practice after. Busy busy busy next week. Practices everyday for dance, practices for choir for the wedding I'm performing on the 9th. Link crew and leadership meetings coming up. Hmmph, I didn't even start my summer project, don't know if I'm even going too. What a way to end my summer! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Stephanie Anne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ima shoe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-4267214013877105342?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/4267214013877105342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=4267214013877105342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/4267214013877105342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/4267214013877105342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2008/07/finally.html' title='finally.'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-2960852233603592898</id><published>2008-07-29T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T16:18:42.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/SbghohsD-7I/AAAAAAAAAGM/5rGSoghQXXw/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312032740605164466" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/SbghohsD-7I/AAAAAAAAAGM/5rGSoghQXXw/s400/6.jpg" style="cursor: hand; 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cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 266px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/SbghdTcsxMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/nUdQ4FvlhEg/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312032547804071106" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/SbghdTcsxMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/nUdQ4FvlhEg/s400/2.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 266px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/SbghRKTCf4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/1G6e-I3WWcs/s1600-h/1.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312032339189202818" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/SbghRKTCf4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/1G6e-I3WWcs/s400/1.png" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-2960852233603592898?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/2960852233603592898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=2960852233603592898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/2960852233603592898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/2960852233603592898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2008/07/untitled.html' title='untitled.'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/SbghohsD-7I/AAAAAAAAAGM/5rGSoghQXXw/s72-c/6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-1937828200181969910</id><published>2008-07-26T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T10:56:02.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 94th anniversary</title><content type='html'>To the establishment of Iglesia Ni Cristo :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving felt good! The choir sounded so niiiice =P I can't wait for Stockton tomorrow! Omggg, haha. Hellllla people are gonna be there. We're gonna leave superrr early to get good parking and.. have time to socialize ;) Hahahah. Jk. No, really. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Tina's Cotti! Yaaaaay! Manda is going to my house to get ready :) I have volleyball practice first. The tournament is on August 2nd in Livermore, you should go! We need loooots of practice tho =x Binhi needs a lot of help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Banquet is faaaaast approaching. Make sure you buy your tickets! It's on August 16th; pre-sales are $25 and $30 at the door. I have five tickets but 4 are reserved, I'll be sure to get more if anyone wants any, just let me know. You get to dress up too! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR more days left of summer school! FINALLY, it's over. I have my geometry test on Monday which will be like.. third grade math to me. I don't know when my Calculus test is. Ugh, but what sucks is that when summer school is over, we only have two weeks til school starts! Wack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Stephanie Anne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. happy fourteen months as well. love ya killa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-1937828200181969910?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/1937828200181969910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=1937828200181969910' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/1937828200181969910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/1937828200181969910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-94th-anniversary.html' title='happy 94th anniversary'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-4261851643482049450</id><published>2008-07-18T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T14:56:33.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>zaaayum.</title><content type='html'>This some sexy ass shit tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="279"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kjOV3jgvZ4k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kjOV3jgvZ4k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="279"&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/16007846-4261851643482049450?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/4261851643482049450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=4261851643482049450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/4261851643482049450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/4261851643482049450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2008/07/zaaayum.html' title='zaaayum.'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-6464879228126471956</id><published>2008-07-13T21:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T21:27:37.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmph.</title><content type='html'>I miss Union City livin. Vallejo is blehhhhhhhhalsdfksdlh.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait ta get outta here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-6464879228126471956?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/6464879228126471956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=6464879228126471956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/6464879228126471956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/6464879228126471956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2008/07/hmmph.html' title='hmmph.'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-3961660362791558243</id><published>2008-07-06T21:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T14:53:38.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>must.</title><content type='html'>So there's hella shit I wanna get done! Things I neeeed to do, and lotsa goals. So, here's a list for you to read and for me to get done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my room :]&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Paint my room&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Buy a white wooden day bed&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Buy canvases from Michael's to make art to hang on my wall :]&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Fix closet!! ***&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Buy a rack or make one for my sunglasses&lt;br /&gt;[ ] New tv/tv stand&lt;br /&gt;[ ] More hangers! Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Get my AP English books =x&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Get STARTED on summer project!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff I wanna do/Random&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Wear rubberbands everyday **&lt;br /&gt;I reaaaaaalllly wanna..&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Go to Michaels for&lt;br /&gt;  - stuff to make earrings [I got really inspired by MissWax! Cute shit]&lt;br /&gt;  - fabric paaaaaint!&lt;br /&gt;  - more acryllic paint, I'm running out&lt;br /&gt;[ ] More nailpolish, matte!&lt;br /&gt;[ ] New phone :[&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I think I want an iTouch :]&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Haircut! Something reaaally different&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I want a sewing machine, my mommy's gonna get me one :]&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Get my White/Grey Damier Speedy 25, though hella people already have speedys =P&lt;br /&gt;[ ] GET BACK IN SHAPE! hahah seriouuuuuusly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much it for now :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-3961660362791558243?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/3961660362791558243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=3961660362791558243' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/3961660362791558243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/3961660362791558243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2008/07/must.html' title='must.'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-1419790296857765086</id><published>2008-06-22T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T21:53:35.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>los angeles.</title><content type='html'>Oh, what a week. a hot ass, exhausting, but fun week. Not going into detail, but all we did was go to Universal Studios twice and went shopping at the Fashion District and Melrose, kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Universal was fun; the Mummy is the best ride! I was surprised that the lines weren't long at all. They were like 10 minutes at the most. We rode the Mummy about three times, Jurassic Park twice and the Simpsons! The Simpsons was the longest line. That ride is prettay dope. Just waiting in line is dope! They had t.v.s to make the wait seem not so long, then you go into this room, and another room! Like, your own private room where you wait your turn to go on.. and then the ride! The ride was funnn, not what I expected at all, but it was cool. You have to go there to figure out what it really is.. unless you look it up, ask someone or.. whatever. I don't wanna spoil it for ya ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping at Fashion District was okay. It was just hellllla hot. Cheap stuff, a lot of the same stuff in different stores, but there was a lot to look for. A lot of shoes! And glasses! Annnnnd bags, fake bags =P The two times I went there, all I got were flats and glasses.. oh, and some accessories. I regret it haha. That's why me and mommy are going back just to go shopping! Oh, Melrose. She's a lovely street. :] TEN times better than Haight and Telegraph put together. They have hella nice stores! I didn't get to go anywhere but Kidrobot, Suru, Joyrich and Paul Frank. We had to leave :[ But Joyrich! I love that store, didn't get anything.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yet&lt;/span&gt;, but I love that store. Haha. They have some pretty nice shirts and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/9202/joyrichvt3.png" border="1" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/SF8r1p23Y8I/AAAAAAAAABY/vspL99QdQAA/s320/shoes.PNG" border="1" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute, huh? :] $7.99!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! How can I forget to talk about the Usher incident. LOL. We were driving around Beverly Hills and decided to go look at the Beverly Hills Hotel. We saw nice ass rich cars parked on the street along the hotel, and my cousin was taking pictures of them. My mom saw these three ladies outside on the grass and was like, "Aw, look at that, they're taking pictures.. It's so nice outside." We pass by the hotel and my cousin yells out "USHER!" hahah. So we turn around and by the time we get there.. he's walking back. He's still outside and I rolled my window down and tried pulling on the door, but it was LOCKED! I was too excited and wasn't thinking about unlocking it haha. Then he's aaaaalmost inside and my mom says, "No! Just stay inside you can't go there." When I COULD HAVE! He was literally just thirty steps away. I saw him!! haha. Starstucked and disappointed in the car, but it was all good. I really coulda got out and asked for a picture :[ But... oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hotel was fun. The kids had our own room. Went swimming twice, in my one piece bathing suit ;] That's not my dream bathing suit, but it was still cute :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures up on my myspace and I'll put them up on my Multiply later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, summer classes for AP Cal. Gay shit. 11 to 1. I have to check if I got morning classes for second semester freshman geometry, otherwise I have to make it up during senior year :[&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I got my report card; B+ C+ C- (!@#$@#$%!$^ IT'S A MISTAKE!) A+ A- and an A. That C+ is a mistake, really. My teacher loves me! I'm his 'model student.' I do my work and get Bs in the class ALL the time. There's no way I got that grade.. so I'm gonna talk to him. I'm satisfied with my grades, just the one I have to change. I'm surprised I got a C+ in chem! Maaan, I coulda got that to at least a B- and my B+ to an A- :[ :[ :[ but.. I think they're okay =T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna paint my nails now. Toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-1419790296857765086?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/1419790296857765086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=1419790296857765086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/1419790296857765086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/1419790296857765086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2008/06/los-angeles.html' title='los angeles.'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/SF8r1p23Y8I/AAAAAAAAABY/vspL99QdQAA/s72-c/shoes.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-8332782713970800658</id><published>2008-06-08T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T14:34:12.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>word.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mind&lt;/span&gt; over matter. Mind &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;over&lt;/span&gt; matter. Mind over &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;matter&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and cute outfit miss richie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 251px; height: 401px;" src="http://www.celebrity-gossip.net/images/thumbnails/nicole-richie-driving-578-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-8332782713970800658?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/8332782713970800658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=8332782713970800658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/8332782713970800658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/8332782713970800658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2008/06/word.html' title='word.'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-5876941876168378762</id><published>2008-06-06T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T22:10:36.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back to blogging.</title><content type='html'>I've always liked blogging, I just never had time too. Annnnd guess what! I'm back bitches! on blogspot dot cizzommmm. Yea, xanga's prettay old. But this is old too! Shit, I had this since 2005?! I had some crazy shit on here. But I deleted it =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had a Link Crew meeting! It was fun. Just played some games and stuff. &amp;amp; I got kisses ;] hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="width: 267px; height: 200px;" src="http://a117.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/6/l_01be9f804cb4c4c3dfe80f38e394ac6c.png" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Pista :[ I'm gonna miss is this year because I have SATs tomorrow and some aunty in Modesto is having a birthday party, so I gotta go there too. Oh well, the last couple of Pistas have been hella weak anyway. Boppers takin' over now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer is gonna be hella busy. LA, church, Link Crew, AP Calculus summer classes?! Kaiser summer program. Hmph, I can't even balance a job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-5876941876168378762?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/5876941876168378762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=5876941876168378762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/5876941876168378762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/5876941876168378762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2008/06/back-to-blogging.html' title='back to blogging.'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16007846.post-112543098071069916</id><published>2005-08-30T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T22:04:47.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new to blogger.com</title><content type='html'>=]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16007846-112543098071069916?l=stephanieannnne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/feeds/112543098071069916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16007846&amp;postID=112543098071069916' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/112543098071069916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16007846/posts/default/112543098071069916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephanieannnne.blogspot.com/2005/08/new-to-bloggercom.html' title='new to blogger.com'/><author><name>stephanie anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nGQG8LVCzgU/TNW8uoHks2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/HB28NOqp0dw/S220/UJyXICD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
