<?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-753577334752133367</id><updated>2011-07-31T00:04:27.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Month of Mei</title><subtitle type='html'>Fueled by passion and determination, runned by love. Where kindness is the question and true is always the answer. I am energy to the 2nd power- a friend always. Believer of Hope, so here's to the future! Here's to you and me.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://got-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753577334752133367/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://got-sunshine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mei L dot. M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399277467657498733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xe4tstQivws/SXZBAATxiJI/AAAAAAAAADk/OFo0XUUppqE/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753577334752133367.post-4382853868095141157</id><published>2009-02-13T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T17:01:34.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything had hearts on them!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xe4tstQivws/SZYX4_QbjzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/GDQDFkgACWE/s1600-h/IMG_8558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xe4tstQivws/SZYX4_QbjzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/GDQDFkgACWE/s320/IMG_8558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302451879095799602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HALLMARK HOLIDAY HALLMARK HOLIDAY! February 14 has nothing to do with the saint Valentines, I think it was just another day for him. He woke up, ate breakfast, and went to perform miracles? Christmas- Jesus was born, Santa moved to the north pole, and department stores decided to stay open later. Easter- Jesus died, but the Easter Bunny was born to take his place!  Valentine's Day is just a very good reason to buy the most mushie gushie stuff, and be romantic once a year. Once a year...men HAVE TO BE romantic....WOW. Valentine's day is also known as "Single awareness day". No one to spend it with, no excitement for the weekend,a very good time to go to the club, and very bad time to go to your favorite reasturant. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE VALENTINE'S DAY &lt;3&gt;Single or taken, there's alot of planning anf loving thought. The most important reason is that everythings &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; and Singles of the world why not look at this day as a to express love to anyone! There has to be someone in your life that you know without them your life would just be you and the world. Yes mush is nice to have, who made the rule that you can only have one type of love? Hey! What about love for yourself? If you're dreding february 14th, then you might not even like yourself as much as you thought you did! So ladies and gent go out and buy you're self a huge box of chocolates, rent a tear jerker, and enjoy just another day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753577334752133367-4382853868095141157?l=got-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://got-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/4382853868095141157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753577334752133367&amp;postID=4382853868095141157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753577334752133367/posts/default/4382853868095141157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753577334752133367/posts/default/4382853868095141157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://got-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/02/everything-had-hearts-on-them.html' title='Everything had hearts on them!'/><author><name>Mei L dot. M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399277467657498733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xe4tstQivws/SXZBAATxiJI/AAAAAAAAADk/OFo0XUUppqE/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xe4tstQivws/SZYX4_QbjzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/GDQDFkgACWE/s72-c/IMG_8558.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753577334752133367.post-9151900774194471233</id><published>2009-01-27T03:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T03:29:47.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>horrible</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I took you&lt;br /&gt;gave you everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was ready&lt;br /&gt;set&lt;br /&gt;to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go with you to a place where no can could get us&lt;br /&gt;sad?&lt;br /&gt;never...I just want to be happy...&lt;br /&gt;I want you to be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please.&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/753577334752133367-9151900774194471233?l=got-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://got-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/9151900774194471233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753577334752133367&amp;postID=9151900774194471233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753577334752133367/posts/default/9151900774194471233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753577334752133367/posts/default/9151900774194471233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://got-sunshine.blogspot.com/2009/01/horrible.html' title='horrible'/><author><name>Mei L dot. M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399277467657498733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xe4tstQivws/SXZBAATxiJI/AAAAAAAAADk/OFo0XUUppqE/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753577334752133367.post-7202073262575339039</id><published>2008-12-20T22:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T22:51:12.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday hours </title><content type='html'>Old ladies I can't make the prices cheaper than they already are. If I look in the back and tell you we don't have anymore and the three other people you asked because you didn't believe me say we don't have anymore-WE DON'T HAVE ANYMORE. Why would lie to you? We need to sell our products. And pre-teens don't be surprised when I tell you your total, this isn't a Denny's you don't get a discount. You didn't want to come to the mall with your mom because you wanted to be cool. Not my fault you can't afford anything. Please stop asking for extra bags...we have 100s of people come in every hour. When I say "sorry we can't give out extra bags", don't give me a look like I stepped on your foot and you bit into a lemon. If I could give extra bags I would, as many as you want, even one more so you can put one over your face. For that one lady who thinks they're smart and shoving the sign in my face, because I'm not giving her the sales price. Lady it says right on the bottom "EXCLUDES: what you are handing me and I keep telling you is not part of the sale." We are not hired to not help you, we know where everything is in the store, what certain products we have, and sales. So when you walk in after we greet you and ask you if we can help find something; why run away or ignore us. 1st of all we just want to tell you about the sales so you can get the most of your money, 2- we see you stand in the middle of the store looking like a lost cat ready to be hit by a car,3- when we ask you again if you need any help and you just leave. What you were looking for was right next to you. But of course you would have known that if you didn't run away. Last thing I swear. You. Yeah you. The one that steals and returns the stuff we know your doing it. We just want your counts of shop lifting to be so great you'll be sent to prison:]  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753577334752133367-7202073262575339039?l=got-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://got-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/7202073262575339039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753577334752133367&amp;postID=7202073262575339039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753577334752133367/posts/default/7202073262575339039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753577334752133367/posts/default/7202073262575339039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://got-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-hours.html' title='Holiday hours '/><author><name>Mei L dot. M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399277467657498733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xe4tstQivws/SXZBAATxiJI/AAAAAAAAADk/OFo0XUUppqE/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753577334752133367.post-3143480588109255912</id><published>2008-12-19T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T01:22:57.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beat up handbag</title><content type='html'>Who can say what was bound to happen next. Just like a scary movie, you think you got I'd all figured out. It as mr. Wilson in the pool hall with a candle stick- when it end up that the poor sucker just had a heart attack. Boys and girls do not listen to your parents or teachers planning ahead get's you know where....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753577334752133367-3143480588109255912?l=got-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://got-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/3143480588109255912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753577334752133367&amp;postID=3143480588109255912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753577334752133367/posts/default/3143480588109255912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753577334752133367/posts/default/3143480588109255912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://got-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/12/beat-up-handbag.html' title='Beat up handbag'/><author><name>Mei L dot. M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399277467657498733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xe4tstQivws/SXZBAATxiJI/AAAAAAAAADk/OFo0XUUppqE/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753577334752133367.post-784750660828798278</id><published>2008-11-19T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T17:22:48.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like the 1st sip of Soda...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xe4tstQivws/SSS6Hfm_g-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/ulWIsK-d05M/s1600-h/237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xe4tstQivws/SSS6Hfm_g-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/ulWIsK-d05M/s320/237.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270542101837218786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This is a blog about "self doubt". What can i say I'm a girl, like dandelion in a garden of roses. I'm not the smartest of the bunch, but I'm a pretty damn bright yellow crayon! Welcome to the semi-daily blog of unspoken emotions, don't worry readers interesting posts about my day will come geez. "You try to hard" and "... take advantage of you" are phrases that make me want to trip an old lady in the street[just kidding-really]. But I don't know why people just can't understand there are still good people in this world. Now ladies and gents this is not a statement saying I have NEVER "sinned", cursed, hit someone or push someone down a flight of stairs...ok I REALLY never done that-but I've thought about it! Anyways...being sweet....I think that's not the way to go in life...but I can't help it &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753577334752133367-784750660828798278?l=got-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://got-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/784750660828798278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753577334752133367&amp;postID=784750660828798278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753577334752133367/posts/default/784750660828798278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753577334752133367/posts/default/784750660828798278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://got-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/11/like-1st-sip-of-soda.html' title='Like the 1st sip of Soda...'/><author><name>Mei L dot. M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399277467657498733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xe4tstQivws/SXZBAATxiJI/AAAAAAAAADk/OFo0XUUppqE/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xe4tstQivws/SSS6Hfm_g-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/ulWIsK-d05M/s72-c/237.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753577334752133367.post-284930348803846927</id><published>2008-11-17T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T17:19:53.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surgar Coated Goodness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xe4tstQivws/SSS0iiGXW0I/AAAAAAAAACk/4GNI0wOMhCk/s1600-h/IMG_0550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xe4tstQivws/SSS0iiGXW0I/AAAAAAAAACk/4GNI0wOMhCk/s200/IMG_0550.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270535969292376898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Some people call me childish, and some think I'm too serious. I know when it's time to be serious sir, please do not judge. Those who are too serious die faster and those who think too much go crazy. i have already gone insane, so that factored out to make me live longer. I have an "Happy-go-lucky" aptitude, but I don't live in a bubble. Much smarter then I let myself appear to be, so when pulling a fast one- I'm going to trip you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753577334752133367-284930348803846927?l=got-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://got-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/284930348803846927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753577334752133367&amp;postID=284930348803846927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753577334752133367/posts/default/284930348803846927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753577334752133367/posts/default/284930348803846927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://got-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/11/surgar-coated-goodness.html' title='Surgar Coated Goodness'/><author><name>Mei L dot. M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399277467657498733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xe4tstQivws/SXZBAATxiJI/AAAAAAAAADk/OFo0XUUppqE/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xe4tstQivws/SSS0iiGXW0I/AAAAAAAAACk/4GNI0wOMhCk/s72-c/IMG_0550.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753577334752133367.post-189248870093986637</id><published>2008-11-03T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T18:39:29.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dummy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xe4tstQivws/SQ-1ehwtrWI/AAAAAAAAACM/9O7ytGs9Iow/s1600-h/robotpainting-itouch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xe4tstQivws/SQ-1ehwtrWI/AAAAAAAAACM/9O7ytGs9Iow/s320/robotpainting-itouch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264626025482792290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Blogging your feelings is so 6th grade -laughs- Oh dear Chanel I have become a valley girl shoot me now and forever hold my peace. At this moment I feel that I cannot obtain my goals, big goals or petty goals like stopping myself from eating another bag of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&amp;amp;Ms&lt;/span&gt; [&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fat lover&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;] I find myself being down in the gutter taking "Emo" pictures in black and white filter. Not to worry any of my followers if I was a squirrel I would be bright eyed and bushy tailed eating sour patch watermelons. I am reaching out to something that's not reaching back, hanging on a rope with no one pulling, sawing on a see-saw and not seeing, typing out depressing analogizes...-giggle-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753577334752133367-189248870093986637?l=got-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://got-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/189248870093986637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753577334752133367&amp;postID=189248870093986637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753577334752133367/posts/default/189248870093986637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753577334752133367/posts/default/189248870093986637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://got-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/11/dummy.html' title='Dummy'/><author><name>Mei L dot. M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399277467657498733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xe4tstQivws/SXZBAATxiJI/AAAAAAAAADk/OFo0XUUppqE/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xe4tstQivws/SQ-1ehwtrWI/AAAAAAAAACM/9O7ytGs9Iow/s72-c/robotpainting-itouch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753577334752133367.post-1349612178432375973</id><published>2008-10-31T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T09:08:16.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh High School, you were my home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xe4tstQivws/SQsqndO4o5I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ppUTxpOwEhk/s1600-h/IMG_7076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xe4tstQivws/SQsqndO4o5I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ppUTxpOwEhk/s320/IMG_7076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263347446862881682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xe4tstQivws/SQsq7fRm3bI/AAAAAAAAACE/f8Hhx1qM5hk/s1600-h/IMG_7098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xe4tstQivws/SQsq7fRm3bI/AAAAAAAAACE/f8Hhx1qM5hk/s320/IMG_7098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263347791008554418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I had to re-read that sign...twice. I kept reading it, "Whose our house?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;". We won the game by 2 touchdowns in the last quarter, I can't remember the score exactly but it was GREAT! Oh how I love football. Going to my old high school as an Alumni made me realized how much I have grown up and how much I haven't. See all the high school students cheering I slowly felt out of place, but with each touch down I was running the stands screaming my head off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753577334752133367-1349612178432375973?l=got-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://got-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/1349612178432375973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753577334752133367&amp;postID=1349612178432375973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753577334752133367/posts/default/1349612178432375973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753577334752133367/posts/default/1349612178432375973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://got-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-high-school-you-were-my-home.html' title='Oh High School, you were my home'/><author><name>Mei L dot. M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399277467657498733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xe4tstQivws/SXZBAATxiJI/AAAAAAAAADk/OFo0XUUppqE/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xe4tstQivws/SQsqndO4o5I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ppUTxpOwEhk/s72-c/IMG_7076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753577334752133367.post-2367843086196279567</id><published>2008-10-24T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T10:48:48.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One: Pie-lette</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xe4tstQivws/SQH_ettSP7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/GtgeCddvYxg/s1600-h/IMG_0638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xe4tstQivws/SQH_ettSP7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/GtgeCddvYxg/s320/IMG_0638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260766742876143538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is one of my many blog accounts, I have always started a blog thinking of course that I'll be "keeping up with it" and soon becoming- "what was my user name again?". Will blogger be a success? Welcome to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Random Happiness&lt;/span&gt;. Mei I help you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/753577334752133367-2367843086196279567?l=got-sunshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://got-sunshine.blogspot.com/feeds/2367843086196279567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=753577334752133367&amp;postID=2367843086196279567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753577334752133367/posts/default/2367843086196279567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/753577334752133367/posts/default/2367843086196279567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://got-sunshine.blogspot.com/2008/10/pie-lette.html' title='One: Pie-lette'/><author><name>Mei L dot. M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399277467657498733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xe4tstQivws/SXZBAATxiJI/AAAAAAAAADk/OFo0XUUppqE/S220/Picture+036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xe4tstQivws/SQH_ettSP7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/GtgeCddvYxg/s72-c/IMG_0638.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
