<?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-6629015058666331425</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:34:04.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>arcadia</title><subtitle type='html'>n. a region offering rural simplicity and contentment.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>&lt;b&gt;abby&lt;/b&gt;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08203691058712886484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iNxdSMqZuaQ/R-sjbRZOJVI/AAAAAAAAABw/1OAQr71eiTQ/S220/26.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6629015058666331425.post-2045726622669029182</id><published>2008-04-18T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T02:38:19.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my inner goddess</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:14;" &gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; You Are Aphrodite!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://blogthings.cachefly.net/whatgoddessareyouquiz/aphrodite.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; A total shining star with a ton of admirers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And no wonder: you live life to the fullest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; When things get bad, you can easily take off to a happier place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; But occasionally, you need to deal with problems head on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatgoddessareyouquiz/"&gt;What Goddess Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6629015058666331425-2045726622669029182?l=my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/2045726622669029182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/2045726622669029182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-inner-goddess.html' title='my inner goddess'/><author><name>&lt;b&gt;abby&lt;/b&gt;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08203691058712886484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iNxdSMqZuaQ/R-sjbRZOJVI/AAAAAAAAABw/1OAQr71eiTQ/S220/26.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6629015058666331425.post-6857988846984063975</id><published>2008-04-15T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T17:59:20.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>writing guidelines</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; should try to take note of the following if you aim to write more sensible blogs (hence, make it an interesting read). Just a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pile on lots of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;subtlety&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Colloquialism is just for barmpots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Intimidatory writing is just for wimps&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You speaking ghetto? Sorry, but I don't speak the language of the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Honey, don't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;swear&lt;/span&gt;. It does not suffice for your lack of class. (grins)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6629015058666331425-6857988846984063975?l=my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/feeds/6857988846984063975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6629015058666331425&amp;postID=6857988846984063975&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/6857988846984063975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/6857988846984063975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/2008/04/writing-guidelines.html' title='writing guidelines'/><author><name>&lt;b&gt;abby&lt;/b&gt;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08203691058712886484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iNxdSMqZuaQ/R-sjbRZOJVI/AAAAAAAAABw/1OAQr71eiTQ/S220/26.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6629015058666331425.post-5632140952627748436</id><published>2008-04-14T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T23:17:25.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;"Isn't life a series of images that change as they repeat themselves?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Andy Warhol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6629015058666331425-5632140952627748436?l=my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/feeds/5632140952627748436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6629015058666331425&amp;postID=5632140952627748436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/5632140952627748436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/5632140952627748436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/2008/04/isnt-life-series-of-images-that-change.html' title=''/><author><name>&lt;b&gt;abby&lt;/b&gt;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08203691058712886484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iNxdSMqZuaQ/R-sjbRZOJVI/AAAAAAAAABw/1OAQr71eiTQ/S220/26.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6629015058666331425.post-4983051072184912988</id><published>2008-04-14T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T23:46:14.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What age do you act?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-size:14;color:black;"  &gt; &lt;strong&gt; You Act Like You Are 21 Years Old &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://blogthings.cachefly.net/whatagequiz/20s.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel like an adult, and you're optimistic about life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You're still figuring out your place in the world and how you want your life to shape up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;world is full of possibilities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;, and you can't wait to explore many of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Interesting! And to those of you who aren't aware yet, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; 21 years old. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/"&gt;What Age Do You Act?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6629015058666331425-4983051072184912988?l=my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/feeds/4983051072184912988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6629015058666331425&amp;postID=4983051072184912988&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/4983051072184912988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/4983051072184912988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-age-do-you-act.html' title='What age do you act?'/><author><name>&lt;b&gt;abby&lt;/b&gt;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08203691058712886484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iNxdSMqZuaQ/R-sjbRZOJVI/AAAAAAAAABw/1OAQr71eiTQ/S220/26.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6629015058666331425.post-5886548499516573652</id><published>2008-04-10T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:04:22.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>summer solstice</title><content type='html'>Longer days and shorter nights. It was evident today.. The annoying alarm clock did not wake me somehow, I still wanted to go back to sleep, even if it meant i'd be late for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the sun's rays was beckoning me to get out of bed and start the day. Somehow, it was a promise of a great day ahead. And although it was a Friday (yes, weekends always excite me!), I had illusory dreams of me with a nice piña colada in hand, in my skimpy swimming attire, trying to fight off the burning summer heat with the soothing cool waters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend, I had a nice get-together with a few friends. It was both a welcome treat but also a painful reminder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iNxdSMqZuaQ/SARB4UVf6vI/AAAAAAAAACI/yJ8llRZhGsw/s1600-h/DSC03555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iNxdSMqZuaQ/SARB4UVf6vI/AAAAAAAAACI/yJ8llRZhGsw/s200/DSC03555.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189345106425015026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A treat, because we were able to enjoy the season and have a few good laughs. But it was painful to think that it will only last for as long as we are together. And when we have to part ways, we had to go back to the boring routine of our everyday lives. But it was glad to have that escape..not everyone gets the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I try to keep away from the computer for the weekends. I needed it to revive my sanity. Getting a job should not always entail a non-existent social life. After all, we all work our asses off to enjoy what we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there goes, we laughed like crazy. It's one of the few "free" things in this capitalist world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The alarm goes off again, and the sun's rays has lost its romantic appeal. The world seems to stop at this time of day. But I had to get up, I still have loads of work waiting for me at the office.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6629015058666331425-5886548499516573652?l=my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/feeds/5886548499516573652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6629015058666331425&amp;postID=5886548499516573652&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/5886548499516573652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/5886548499516573652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/2008/04/summer-solstice.html' title='summer solstice'/><author><name>&lt;b&gt;abby&lt;/b&gt;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08203691058712886484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iNxdSMqZuaQ/R-sjbRZOJVI/AAAAAAAAABw/1OAQr71eiTQ/S220/26.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iNxdSMqZuaQ/SARB4UVf6vI/AAAAAAAAACI/yJ8llRZhGsw/s72-c/DSC03555.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6629015058666331425.post-8377362390852964748</id><published>2008-03-27T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T00:40:53.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>funny advertising lingo</title><content type='html'>Sounds familiar? Oh yes, we've heard this way too often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong class="toprule"&gt;NEW!&lt;/strong&gt; — Different color from previous design. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong class="toprule"&gt;ALL NEW!&lt;/strong&gt; — Parts are not interchangeable with previous design. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong class="toprule"&gt;EXCLUSIVE!&lt;/strong&gt; — Imported product. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong class="toprule"&gt;UNMATCHED!&lt;/strong&gt; — Almost as good as the competition. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong class="toprule"&gt;FOOLPROOF OPERATION!&lt;/strong&gt; — No provision for adjustments. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong class="toprule"&gt;ADVANCED DESIGN!&lt;/strong&gt; — The advertising agency doesn't understand it. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong class="toprule"&gt;IT'S HERE AT LAST!&lt;/strong&gt; — Rush job. Nobody knew it was coming. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong class="toprule"&gt;FIELD TESTED!&lt;/strong&gt; — Manufacturer lacks test equipment. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong class="toprule"&gt;HIGH ACCURACY!&lt;/strong&gt; — Unit on which all parts fit. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong class="toprule"&gt;FUTURISTIC!&lt;/strong&gt; — No other reason why it looks the way it does. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong class="toprule"&gt;REDESIGNED!&lt;/strong&gt; — Previous flaws fixed — we hope. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong class="toprule"&gt;DIRECT SALES ONLY!&lt;/strong&gt; — Factory had a big argument with distributor. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong class="toprule"&gt;YEARS OF DEVELOPMENT!&lt;/strong&gt; — We finally got one to work. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong class="toprule"&gt;BREAKTHROUGH!&lt;/strong&gt; — We finally figured out a use for it. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong class="toprule"&gt;MAINTENANCE FREE!&lt;/strong&gt; — Impossible to fix. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong class="toprule"&gt;MEETS ALL STANDARDS!&lt;/strong&gt; — Ours, not yours. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong class="toprule"&gt;SOLID-STATE!&lt;/strong&gt; — Weighs more than your car. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong class="toprule"&gt;HIGH RELIABILITY!&lt;/strong&gt; — We made it work long enough to ship it. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6629015058666331425-8377362390852964748?l=my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/feeds/8377362390852964748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6629015058666331425&amp;postID=8377362390852964748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/8377362390852964748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/8377362390852964748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/2008/03/funny-advertising-lingo.html' title='funny advertising lingo'/><author><name>&lt;b&gt;abby&lt;/b&gt;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08203691058712886484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iNxdSMqZuaQ/R-sjbRZOJVI/AAAAAAAAABw/1OAQr71eiTQ/S220/26.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6629015058666331425.post-7227737950822638014</id><published>2008-03-25T20:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T20:39:55.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Practicing optimism</title><content type='html'>We all have those days wherein things aren't just going the way we want it to. Or, when so much negativity is messing up your mind, and eventually, how you see things in general. Don't fret. It's not the end of the world for you. There are ways to overcome what you believe to be the worst feeling there is. And the good thing is, most of it just takes place inside your brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you might want to consider a few things to get your life back on track. And before you know it, you might start to drink life as it comes and possibly start to see the glass as half-full, instead of half-empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;Let go of the assumption that the world is against you, or that you were born with a gray cloud over your head. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Be-Humble" title="Be Humble"&gt;Be humble&lt;/a&gt; and stop pretending you've got the world all figured out. Sometimes bad experiences lead to good experiences, and you can't predict the future, so you can't assume it'll always be bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;Look for the source of your pessimism. &lt;/b&gt;A day or week that starts badly will not necessarily end badly. Do not make a bad start turn into a self fulfilling prophecy for a bad ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;See yourself as a cause, not an effect.&lt;/b&gt; You don't have to be a product or a victim of your circumstances. Stop thinking about what is happening to you and start thinking about what you can make happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be Thankful. &lt;/span&gt;Everyone has something to be grateful for. The key to being an optimist is recognizing the benefits and possibilities of any situation, and understanding that &lt;i&gt;it could always be worse.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Remember that life is short. &lt;/span&gt;At its core, pessimism is &lt;i&gt;impractical&lt;/i&gt; because it causes you to spend time dwelling on things that haven't happened yet and aren't guaranteed to happen, and it prevents you from getting things done. Pessimism breeds indecision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;More tips:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Avoid negative people. If you can't avoid them, learn how to not let them get you down.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't let your negative feelings control you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't confuse pessimism with depression. Depression can make everything look worse than it is.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can only change you. You can't change other people.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;While it is true that you create your own circumstances, accept that the past is the past. Don't let negative circumstances trigger irrational guilt.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The past is the past. It's over. It's done. Let it go.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Realize that it's not about what happens to you, it's about how you react to what happens.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6629015058666331425-7227737950822638014?l=my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/feeds/7227737950822638014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6629015058666331425&amp;postID=7227737950822638014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/7227737950822638014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/7227737950822638014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/2008/03/practicing-optimism.html' title='Practicing optimism'/><author><name>&lt;b&gt;abby&lt;/b&gt;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08203691058712886484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iNxdSMqZuaQ/R-sjbRZOJVI/AAAAAAAAABw/1OAQr71eiTQ/S220/26.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6629015058666331425.post-8807712011962772222</id><published>2008-03-23T23:51:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T23:07:22.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>plain old rantings</title><content type='html'>'THIS IS WHERE YOUR TAXES ARE GOING.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how the sign reads in Bankerohan, just right there where they are fixing the bridge. It is indeed a test of patience, and the sign greeted me, just when I was about to lose my cool. First off, I just got from a long break and was not in the mood &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; to get back to work. Plus, I have no intentions of getting late to work and the traffic situation is not making it any better for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first realization was "good, good..at least we know where our money is going!" But then again, it was such a slap in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, THAT is where our taxes are going! But should it be any more of a surprise? As far as I heard, it was supposed to be fixed by December of last year. And as always, and for god knows what took them so long, the supposed finishing date for the fixing turned out to be the starting date. Uh-uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, there should be a better explanation as to why we are paying taxes on time and they're not getting their job done on time. And worse, I (and we all) have to deal with it every single morning as I commute to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope there is a much more sensible sign put up next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lesson learned&lt;/span&gt;: don't go bragging where you haven't accomplished anything, just yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6629015058666331425-8807712011962772222?l=my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/feeds/8807712011962772222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6629015058666331425&amp;postID=8807712011962772222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/8807712011962772222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/8807712011962772222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/2008/03/plain-old-rantings.html' title='plain old rantings'/><author><name>&lt;b&gt;abby&lt;/b&gt;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08203691058712886484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iNxdSMqZuaQ/R-sjbRZOJVI/AAAAAAAAABw/1OAQr71eiTQ/S220/26.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6629015058666331425.post-3446291095488017196</id><published>2008-03-12T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:04:22.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>good ole' italian cuisine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen Giada de Laurentis' show on Food Network called "Everyday Italian"? If you haven't, then you're missing out on a lot. Well, at the risk of exaggerating, I guess that would apply for food fanatics. Specifically those who are into Italian cuisine, like myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the actual recipes themselves, which already look too good to eat, I like learning the art of cooki&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iNxdSMqZuaQ/R9eNeAzhvjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/eFnFncOUbRg/s1600-h/400px-Lasagna_NIH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iNxdSMqZuaQ/R9eNeAzhvjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/eFnFncOUbRg/s200/400px-Lasagna_NIH.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176761843437387314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ng as well. Therefore, I would like to take you through some of my favorite Italian dishes that I just can't seem to get enough of. Prepare to drool, as this is going to be one tasty ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lasagn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;a&lt;/b&gt;  is both a form of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pasta"&gt;pasta&lt;/a&gt; in sheets (sometimes rippled, though seldom so in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Italy"&gt;Italy&lt;/a&gt;) and also a dish, sometimes named &lt;i&gt;lasagne al forno&lt;/i&gt; (meaning "oven-cooked lasagne") made with alternate layers of pasta, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cheese"&gt;cheese&lt;/a&gt;, and often &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rag%C3%B9"&gt;ragù&lt;/a&gt; (a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Meat"&gt;meat&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sauce"&gt;sauce&lt;/a&gt;) or &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tomato_sauce"&gt;tomato sauce&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;ne&lt;/b&gt; is a type of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pasta" title="Pasta"&gt;pasta&lt;/a&gt;. Pieces have a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cylinder_%28geometry%29" title="Cylinder (geometry)"&gt;cylindrica&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cylinder_%28geometry%29" title="Cylinder (geometry)"&gt;l&lt;/a&gt; shape and, usually, their ends are cut diagonally. &lt;i&gt;Penne&lt;/i&gt; is the plural form of the Italian &lt;i&gt;penna&lt;/i&gt;, deriving from Latin &lt;i&gt;penna&lt;/i&gt; (meaning "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Feather" title="Feather"&gt;feather&lt;/a&gt;" or "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quill" title="Quill"&gt;quill&lt;/a&gt;").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Spaghetti&lt;/b&gt; is a long, thin form of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pasta" title="Pasta"&gt;pasta&lt;/a&gt;. It is versatile, popular, and available throughout the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Western_world" title="Western world"&gt;Western world&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;i&gt;Spaghetti&lt;/i&gt; is the plural form of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Italian_language" title="Italian language"&gt;Italian&lt;/a&gt; word &lt;i&gt;spaghetto&lt;/i&gt;, which is a diminutive of &lt;i&gt;spago&lt;/i&gt;, meaning "thin string" or "twine". The word &lt;i&gt;spaghetti&lt;/i&gt; can be literally translated as "little strings."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tiramisu&lt;/b&gt; is the most recognized Italian &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cake"&gt;c&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cake"&gt;ake&lt;/a&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikipedia:Citation_needed"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ci&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikipedia:Citation_needed"&gt;&lt;i&gt;tation needed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;]. It is a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dessert"&gt;dessert&lt;/a&gt; made of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Biscuits"&gt;biscu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Biscuits"&gt;its&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coffee"&gt;coffee&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mascarpone"&gt;mascarpone&lt;/a&gt; cream. Undoubtedly, this is one of my favorite desserts!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNxdSMqZuaQ/R9ePYgzhvlI/AAAAAAAAAA8/XivUBwHUz6o/s1600-h/800px-Tiramisu-simple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 182px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNxdSMqZuaQ/R9ePYgzhvlI/AAAAAAAAAA8/XivUBwHUz6o/s200/800px-Tiramisu-simple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176763947971362386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fettuccine alf&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;redo&lt;/b&gt; is a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pasta" title="Pasta"&gt;pasta&lt;/a&gt; dish made from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fettuccine" title="Fettuccine"&gt;fettuccine&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pasta" title="Pasta"&gt;pasta&lt;/a&gt; tossed with &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parmesan_cheese" class="mw-redirect" title="Parmesan cheese"&gt;Parmesan cheese&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Butter" title="Butter"&gt;butter&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cream_%28food%29" class="mw-redirect" title="Cream (food)"&gt;heavy cream&lt;/a&gt;. As the cheese melts, it thickens the liquids to f&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iNxdSMqZuaQ/R9eNKQzhviI/AAAAAAAAAAo/qhkcAWtOy2M/s1600-h/250px-Shrimp_Fettucini_Alfredo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iNxdSMqZuaQ/R9eNKQzhviI/AAAAAAAAAAo/qhkcAWtOy2M/s200/250px-Shrimp_Fettucini_Alfredo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176761504134970914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;orm a smooth and rich coating on the pasta. Although it was named by an Italian restaurateur, at his &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Restaurant" title="Restaurant"&gt;restaurant&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;Alfredo alla Scrofa&lt;/i&gt; in Rome, it is largely an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/American_cuisine" class="mw-redirect" title="American cuisine"&gt;American&lt;/a&gt; dish, essentially the same as the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Italy" title="Italy"&gt;Italian&lt;/a&gt; dish, &lt;i&gt;Fettuccine al burro&lt;/i&gt; 'fettuccine with butter' or &lt;i&gt;al burro e panna&lt;/i&gt; 'with butter and cream'; in Italy, the name 'Alfredo' is rarely used and the sauce is never named or prepared separately from the dish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;sup id="_ref-0" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fettuccine_Alfredo#_note-0" title=""&gt;[1]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; In American cuisine, it is often mixed with other ingredients such as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parsley" title="Parsley"&gt;parsley&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Garlic" title="Garlic"&gt;garlic&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shrimp" title="Shrimp"&gt;shrimp&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chicken" title="Chicken"&gt;chicken&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last, but most likely not the least, is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;pizza. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You can choose from various toppings like tomato-based s&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNxdSMqZuaQ/R9ePxgzhvmI/AAAAAAAAABE/5jKg0l2VpFg/s1600-h/800px-Eq_it-na_pizza-margherita_sep2005_sml.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 179px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNxdSMqZuaQ/R9ePxgzhvmI/AAAAAAAAABE/5jKg0l2VpFg/s200/800px-Eq_it-na_pizza-margherita_sep2005_sml.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176764377468092002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;auce, pesto, cheese (usually mozzarella), herbs like basil, oregano and black pepper, fruits and vegetables like mushroom, olives, onions, bell peppers, and pineapple, and lastly, meats such as sausage (pepperoni or salami), ham, bacon, ground beef, and seafoods like tuna, salmon, and shrimp. Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But mine, I like it topped with tomato sauce, red and green bell pepper, pepperoni, mushroom, and lots of mozzarella cheese! It certainly cooks up an appetite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness to all folks at Italy for bringing Italian cuisine throughout the rest of the world for us to enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6629015058666331425-3446291095488017196?l=my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/feeds/3446291095488017196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6629015058666331425&amp;postID=3446291095488017196&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/3446291095488017196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/3446291095488017196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-ole-italian-cuisine.html' title='good ole&apos; italian cuisine'/><author><name>&lt;b&gt;abby&lt;/b&gt;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08203691058712886484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iNxdSMqZuaQ/R-sjbRZOJVI/AAAAAAAAABw/1OAQr71eiTQ/S220/26.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iNxdSMqZuaQ/R9eNeAzhvjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/eFnFncOUbRg/s72-c/400px-Lasagna_NIH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6629015058666331425.post-1410048722709275963</id><published>2008-03-12T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T00:13:32.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the stars don't lie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;People have been making some assumptions about you that are not simply correct, and it's up to you to educate them about who you really are, today. The only catch is that you can't really tell them -- you have to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;show them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. Carry on with your daily tasks as you normally would, but keep in mind that you are being observed, and possibly judged. If you are challenged, don't back down from what you believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Show the world that you can walk the walk, not just talk the talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6629015058666331425-1410048722709275963?l=my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/feeds/1410048722709275963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6629015058666331425&amp;postID=1410048722709275963&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/1410048722709275963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/1410048722709275963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/2008/03/stars-dont-lie.html' title='the stars don&apos;t lie.'/><author><name>&lt;b&gt;abby&lt;/b&gt;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08203691058712886484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iNxdSMqZuaQ/R-sjbRZOJVI/AAAAAAAAABw/1OAQr71eiTQ/S220/26.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6629015058666331425.post-5611790207956060153</id><published>2008-03-11T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T18:45:52.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cry baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crocodile tears are the hardest to weep,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when they start to flow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are usually just for "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a show&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6629015058666331425-5611790207956060153?l=my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/feeds/5611790207956060153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6629015058666331425&amp;postID=5611790207956060153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/5611790207956060153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/5611790207956060153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/2008/03/cry-baby.html' title='cry baby'/><author><name>&lt;b&gt;abby&lt;/b&gt;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08203691058712886484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iNxdSMqZuaQ/R-sjbRZOJVI/AAAAAAAAABw/1OAQr71eiTQ/S220/26.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6629015058666331425.post-3953699313072598979</id><published>2008-03-11T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T23:40:02.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>your fiction is lame!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's nothing new if you have people talking behind your back, spreading all these silly rumors, in efforts of just plainly trying to piss you off, if for anything else. And because I have this attitude of minding my own world, and letting other people screw theirs (if they will), it's beyond my understanding how someone would be willing to exhaust all efforts on you. I mean, it's okay if you talk smack about something I have done to you, that's fine with me. I could care less if you talk and talk, no one bothers to listen to you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when a person starts to create stories to instill doubts in your mind, or to break up what you have, that's plain evil. I do not know what could trigger someone to do that. I mean, if you envy what I have in life, leave your insecurities to yourself and stop trying to destroy the life that I live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing our relationship is deeply planted on this certain level of trust and communication that any outside factor is not enough to destroy us. I'm a firm believer of karma. Yeah, you get what you deserve in life. Or at least, if you can't stand being good to others, just leave them alone. Get on with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to our positive attitude, we have chosen to look at this as a hurdle that we'd both have to overcome. As they say: if you don't stay together through the bad, you won't stay together for the good. And indeed, we have come out as better persons for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for making me realize just how much he fears losing me! *grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6629015058666331425-3953699313072598979?l=my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/feeds/3953699313072598979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6629015058666331425&amp;postID=3953699313072598979&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/3953699313072598979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/3953699313072598979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/2008/03/your-fiction-is-lame.html' title='your fiction is lame!'/><author><name>&lt;b&gt;abby&lt;/b&gt;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08203691058712886484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iNxdSMqZuaQ/R-sjbRZOJVI/AAAAAAAAABw/1OAQr71eiTQ/S220/26.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6629015058666331425.post-1446342045247553430</id><published>2008-03-10T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T23:36:18.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Excursion</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 200%;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    Her knees trembled, looking down at the city that was home to her for the past twenty years. From the top of the building, she was overcome with emotions from knowing how tiny the world has become. Everything looked small enough to be laid on the palm of her hand. And for a moment she thought her fate would have been sealed much earlier than she would have hoped. Not that she was having second thoughts, but there were so many things to consider with so little time to do it. And she stood still, fighting off nausea and agitation as she beheld the beautiful scene before her for the first time—the sky gave prominence to the stars, shining like they never had before, and people moving about like ants below, as neon signs gave life to the city people’s nighttime rendezvous—&lt;i&gt;oh how wonderful the life they live! &lt;/i&gt;Then she jumped off the edge, and she began to wonder if these people’s lives would stop for her. There was a sudden rush of adrenaline, like she can’t wait to be with them, to join them in their singular absorption to celebrate each night of their lives as if it were their last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 200%;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 200%;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;side note&lt;/span&gt;: this was one of the entries to my thesis entitled "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Silhouettes &amp;amp; Sounds and Other Stories&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6629015058666331425-1446342045247553430?l=my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/feeds/1446342045247553430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6629015058666331425&amp;postID=1446342045247553430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/1446342045247553430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/1446342045247553430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/2008/03/final-excursion.html' title='Final Excursion'/><author><name>&lt;b&gt;abby&lt;/b&gt;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08203691058712886484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iNxdSMqZuaQ/R-sjbRZOJVI/AAAAAAAAABw/1OAQr71eiTQ/S220/26.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6629015058666331425.post-14130307724624541</id><published>2008-03-10T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T23:21:56.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On writing a poem...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 110%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I scribbled down lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 110%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    of feeble hopes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 110%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    and romantic delusions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 110%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But each time, I ended up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 110%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    with mere fleeting images&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 110%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    and confused allusions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 110%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I penned my thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 110%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    but words do not capture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 110%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    that silent leap of the heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 110%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    and that moment of pleasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 110%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    from a smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 110%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 110%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, I quit writing the poem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 110%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 110%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just then, the poem scribbled down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 110%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    its own lines and rhythm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 110%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    slowly painting the image&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 110%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    i’ve tried so hard to create.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 110%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Serenading me with the &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 110%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    sweet symphony of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 110%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    words, meek and unadorned;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 110%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like when you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 110%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;        “i love you”&lt;br /&gt; without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 110%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    the accompaniment of &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 110%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    a guitar, beneath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 110%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    a starless sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 110%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 110%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s.: this is a poem that i wrote more or less a couple of years ago (2006). sorry for the mushy content, it was intended to be a love poem. *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6629015058666331425-14130307724624541?l=my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/feeds/14130307724624541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6629015058666331425&amp;postID=14130307724624541&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/14130307724624541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/14130307724624541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/2008/03/on-writing-poem.html' title='On writing a poem...'/><author><name>&lt;b&gt;abby&lt;/b&gt;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08203691058712886484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iNxdSMqZuaQ/R-sjbRZOJVI/AAAAAAAAABw/1OAQr71eiTQ/S220/26.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6629015058666331425.post-3174346196882253688</id><published>2008-03-10T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T02:06:27.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hail to bloggers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have been planning on creating a blog for the longest time now. But somehow, I almost always find an excuse to do it some other time. And we all know what happens when we choose to put off what we are supposed to do..oh yeah, we know it too well. It would all pile up until we eventually have not enough time (or energy) to bring them all together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's really interesting is how a single blog (or blog entry, for that matter) could incite me to finally get mine started. Blogs are avenues to speak our minds, even when no one bothers to read about what we have to say. It's pretty much like literature and creative writing. Oftentimes, we exhaust all efforts to create what we'd like to believe is a masterpiece, and then it just lays hidden in your drawer - collecting dust, with no one even bothering to touch it. Such is the painful reality that goes with writing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging is very much like one of those personal journals we always keep to ourselves. It's comforting to delve into your deepest thoughts and reflect on events in our lives. Hopefully, this one will incite others to speak their minds and share their thoughts. Believe me: the world wants to hear what you have to say! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6629015058666331425-3174346196882253688?l=my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/feeds/3174346196882253688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6629015058666331425&amp;postID=3174346196882253688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/3174346196882253688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/3174346196882253688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/2008/03/hail-to-bloggers.html' title='Hail to bloggers!'/><author><name>&lt;b&gt;abby&lt;/b&gt;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08203691058712886484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iNxdSMqZuaQ/R-sjbRZOJVI/AAAAAAAAABw/1OAQr71eiTQ/S220/26.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6629015058666331425.post-414722958093669859</id><published>2008-03-10T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T01:40:29.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Notes on March 6, 2008: a repost from my multiply</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nope. This isn't a blog chronicling the recent showcase by the BA English pips of UP Mindanao. Although, it deserved much blog space of a topic to deal with. However, due to time constraints I was able to catch only the tail-end of the show. So, I don't feel like I'm in authority to talk about the success (ehem, yep judging from what I saw and from people's reaction of the show) of the event in question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just feel like ranting about this internet connection (which I believe is a misnomer, as it often disconnects..argh!) that's been bugging me for awhile. It did manage to stretch my patience almost to the point of its elastic limit. And I hate having to stare at my pc, wondering when will the webpage I wish to view would finish loading. And to make matters worse, I've been slowly (but gradually) having this headache, something of which I have no idea where it sprung. I guess, I'm getting a cold...I could only wish it would get better. SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, no, I wouldn't declare this a bad day. I have no such conception. Just because this day wasn't as great as days passed, I wouldn't prematurely label it as such. After all, yayab came by to gratify my cravings - he did give me a bar of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;dark chocolate&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, I better put those endorphins to good use. This is certainly my "happy food" and getting a big, tight hug from my baby was the icing on the cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, this can't be a bad day! After all, we still have the rest of the night to spend together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, this is going to be a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;day! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6629015058666331425-414722958093669859?l=my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/feeds/414722958093669859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6629015058666331425&amp;postID=414722958093669859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/414722958093669859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/414722958093669859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/2008/03/notes-on-march-6-2008-repost-from-my.html' title='Notes on March 6, 2008: a repost from my multiply'/><author><name>&lt;b&gt;abby&lt;/b&gt;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08203691058712886484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iNxdSMqZuaQ/R-sjbRZOJVI/AAAAAAAAABw/1OAQr71eiTQ/S220/26.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6629015058666331425.post-1400727585611504855</id><published>2008-03-10T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T01:38:04.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stumbling block</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whoever said that life in the 'real world' is miserable was either (a) jobless, (b) in a job that s/he despises, (c) working on long hours but not getting enough compensation, or (d) lacks optimism in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad I am suffering from neither of the above. But if you are, it's easy to get you out of that slump. It all boils down to perspective. It is never about what comes in life but how we take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, go find a positive attitude! Take time to love your job, or else, do something else that you love! It will be worth it! As for me, I've gotten past the hard part. By the end of this month, I would have secured myself a regular position in the company I'm working for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez. You cannot leave everything to fate, she's got a lot of work to do, you must give her a hand too. Good luck guys! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6629015058666331425-1400727585611504855?l=my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/feeds/1400727585611504855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6629015058666331425&amp;postID=1400727585611504855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/1400727585611504855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6629015058666331425/posts/default/1400727585611504855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-arcadia-abby.blogspot.com/2008/03/stumbling-block.html' title='stumbling block'/><author><name>&lt;b&gt;abby&lt;/b&gt;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08203691058712886484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iNxdSMqZuaQ/R-sjbRZOJVI/AAAAAAAAABw/1OAQr71eiTQ/S220/26.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
