<?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-5332234154400472803</id><updated>2011-08-07T07:24:03.238-04:00</updated><category term='childhood'/><category term='formspring'/><category term='shadow'/><category term='poem'/><category term='introduction'/><category term='list'/><category term='fish'/><category term='necklace'/><category term='movies'/><category term='books'/><category term='nebraska'/><category term='thanksgiving'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='art'/><category term='actress'/><category term='cute'/><category term='hearts revolution'/><category term='conversations'/><category term='clothes'/><category term='where the wild things are'/><category term='before i die i want to'/><category term='presents'/><category term='family'/><category term='celebrity'/><category term='sweater'/><category term='nerdiness'/><category term='plates'/><category term='russian'/><category term='letters'/><category term='homecoming'/><category term='dance'/><category term='friends'/><category term='shoes'/><category term='story'/><category term='halloween'/><category term='daily life'/><category term='interior design'/><category term='advent calendar'/><category term='camera'/><category term='photography'/><category term='new years&apos;'/><category term='cupcakes'/><category term='videos'/><category term='music'/><category term='goals'/><category term='award'/><category term='trip'/><category term='cello'/><category term='jewelry'/><category term='emily browning'/><category term='food'/><category term='field hockey'/><category term='hair accessories'/><category term='sick'/><category term='project'/><category term='pancakes'/><category term='the selby'/><category term='snow'/><category term='word of the week on wednesday'/><title type='text'>Kiki and the Kaleidoscope</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-6419382763341049070</id><published>2010-06-15T08:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T08:33:11.408-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my irrational fears</title><content type='html'>So I don’t know exactly what’s bringing this post about, because it’s an awfully strange one. I suppose I’m so delirious from lack of sleep (not by choice) that I find it necessary to share some of my irrational fears. My anxiety about certain things almost rivals &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_A_Series_of_Unfortunate_Events_characters#Josephine_Anwhistle"&gt;Aunt Josephine’s&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="aunt jo" alt="aunt jo" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/TBdy4CXEpAI/AAAAAAAAA1A/U3sTmBr4i8c/aunt%20jo_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="404" height="263" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Without further ado, they are:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1.) San Francisco falling off into the ocean during an earthquake. I want to live there, so you can imagine why this might be a problem.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2.) Unpeeled peaches. The FUZZ, specifically. Thinking about it at all makes me twitchy, and thinking about biting into it gives me a headache!&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="peach" alt="peach" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/TBdy5A_P_aI/AAAAAAAAA1E/D7D9fD42CnU/peach_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="404" height="304" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3.) Facial hair. Especially the stupid peach fuzz some boys get before it gets all bristly. Unacceptable.&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="mustache" alt="mustache" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/TBdy6FCQtBI/AAAAAAAAA1I/gKDaF8m-muU/mustache_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="404" height="304" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; 4.) Developing schizophrenia. For health class we had to do a project on a mental disorder and I chose paranoid schizophrenia. While I was researching, I was thinking, “Oh damn it. I have some of these symptoms already. So when I go off to college, I’m going to have some sort of crisis and snap! And bam, I’ll be schizophrenic.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;5.) Clogging other people’s toilets. Not that it’s ever happened, but I just think it would be so embarrassing if it did.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;6.) Infinity. I looked this up actually and it’s called apeirophobia. My brain just can’t handle the concept.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now that I’ve made myself seem like enough of a freak, tell me your irrational fears!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-6419382763341049070?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/6419382763341049070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-irrational-fears.html#comment-form' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/6419382763341049070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/6419382763341049070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-irrational-fears.html' title='my irrational fears'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/TBdy4CXEpAI/AAAAAAAAA1A/U3sTmBr4i8c/s72-c/aunt%20jo_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-5911741841248642351</id><published>2010-06-06T20:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T20:19:44.555-04:00</updated><title type='text'>let's colour project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uPpMWaSPt-s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&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/uPpMWaSPt-s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Mere color, unspoiled by meaning, and unallied with definite form, can speak to the soul in a thousand different ways."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;- Oscar Wilde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-5911741841248642351?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/5911741841248642351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/06/lets-colour-project.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/5911741841248642351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/5911741841248642351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/06/lets-colour-project.html' title='let&apos;s colour project'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-5963164417759363814</id><published>2010-05-30T08:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T08:44:46.454-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I’m alive!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;HI GUYS! I am so sorry for the super long blogging break (I actually didn't realize how long I'd been gone until I looked at my blog this morning and saw that the last entry was April 10. Oops.)! And the reason for my disappearing for so long is this: Around the time I stopped posting I was studying like crazy for my AP exam, so I didn't have much free time. Then after the test was over, I just wasn't feeling like blogging much, so I didn't. I was trying to actually live my life rather than living others' through my computer screen. And it was successful, I must say, but I did start missing blogging terribly! So now I'm back, with a plan to still let my creative side show with this blog, but to balance it with you know, real life. School is winding down (I'm done June 15) so I'll have lots of energy to post!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I've done a lot since I've been away:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1.)Baked cupcakes as well as other ambitious things like lemon soufflés &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/TAJds8rF-4I/AAAAAAAAA0o/IyOCl7pmEA0/s1600-h/pics%20014%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="pics 014" border="0" alt="pics 014" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/TAJdtUkp-FI/AAAAAAAAA0s/LAQj2va21ys/pics%20014_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="364" height="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2.) Danced my heart out in my ballet recital&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/TAJdt0EgcsI/AAAAAAAAA0w/DwGEH4Xz_m8/s1600-h/image%5B5%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="image" border="0" alt="image" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/TAJduvkApQI/AAAAAAAAA00/rlpWv5SQ8lU/image_thumb%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="364" height="406" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; 3.) Had some very deep discussions&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;4.) Folded many paper cranes &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/TAJdvMbv8YI/AAAAAAAAA04/Ujo8YnraBI4/s1600-h/pics%20016%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="pics 016" border="0" alt="pics 016" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/TAJdvT-7CyI/AAAAAAAAA08/1hLw3BULO0k/pics%20016_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="364" height="274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; I'm sure I'm forgetting a bunch of things but my point is, life is good! I want to give a big thank you to everyone who started following my blog while I was away.. you guys are super awesome for still liking my blog even though it seemed like I was never going to post again!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hope you're all having wonderful weekends; I'm going to a picnic at my ballet teacher's house. Hooray for cucumber sandwiches!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-5963164417759363814?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/5963164417759363814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-alive.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/5963164417759363814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/5963164417759363814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-alive.html' title='I’m alive!'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/TAJdtUkp-FI/AAAAAAAAA0s/LAQj2va21ys/s72-c/pics%20014_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-412526023546301445</id><published>2010-04-10T08:01:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T08:34:57.135-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>I'm Dowd, Elwood P.</title><content type='html'>Last night I watched the movie Harvey with my mom. It's a Jimmy Stewart comedy about a man, Elwood, whose friend is Harvey, a six-foot-tall white rabbit. Except only Elwood can see Harvey, which makes his sister, Veta, and niece's plans of having social lives impossible. So, they try to put him in an institution but Veta gets checked in instead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S8BsqK-vXVI/AAAAAAAAA0I/HACTyzufPGY/s1600/harvey1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S8BsqK-vXVI/AAAAAAAAA0I/HACTyzufPGY/s800/harvey1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458482220130852178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S8BsqZ9HKyI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/ZK-FM5UHgW4/s1600/harvey2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S8BsqZ9HKyI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/ZK-FM5UHgW4/s800/harvey2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458482224150555426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S8Bsq3NgBmI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/Vvay0U_Myas/s1600/harvey3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S8Bsq3NgBmI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/Vvay0U_Myas/s800/harvey3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458482232003921506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S8BsrK1GjRI/AAAAAAAAA0g/CzxlO-hXWjw/s1600/harvey4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S8BsrK1GjRI/AAAAAAAAA0g/CzxlO-hXWjw/s800/harvey4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458482237270297874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The idea sounds a bit strange, but I found it so charming. The moral of the story is basically that because Elwood is so genuinely sweet and sincere, all he does is spread happiness to everyone he meets so it doesn't matter that he's not exactly "normal". Just watch it, I promise you'll fall in love. It's so refreshing to watch old movies that, compared to today's, are so immaculately written and thought-provoking. The feeling you get when you watch them just can't be recreated anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-412526023546301445?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/412526023546301445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-dowd-elwood-p.html#comment-form' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/412526023546301445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/412526023546301445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-dowd-elwood-p.html' title='I&apos;m Dowd, Elwood P.'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S8BsqK-vXVI/AAAAAAAAA0I/HACTyzufPGY/s72-c/harvey1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-4382987559219454943</id><published>2010-04-04T08:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T08:10:13.778-04:00</updated><title type='text'>letters to dead people.</title><content type='html'>From &lt;a href="http://letterstodeadpeople.tumblr.com/"&gt;this Tumblr&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S7h_uEwwjRI/AAAAAAAAAzY/I9BFGGkWu-0/s1600/letters6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S7h_uEwwjRI/AAAAAAAAAzY/I9BFGGkWu-0/s800/letters6.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456251378088316178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S7h_22-YzHI/AAAAAAAAAzw/wStPigWV2Iw/s1600/letters3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S7h_22-YzHI/AAAAAAAAAzw/wStPigWV2Iw/s800/letters3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456251529006206066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S7h_t94gTsI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/bCKHsXT4GGk/s1600/letters5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S7h_t94gTsI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/bCKHsXT4GGk/s800/letters5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456251376241757890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S7h_u2GJdDI/AAAAAAAAAzo/xqn-Kkc_eXk/s1600/letters7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S7h_u2GJdDI/AAAAAAAAAzo/xqn-Kkc_eXk/s800/letters7.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456251391331365938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S7iAzZEvfnI/AAAAAAAAA0A/iaH7zFx90pA/s1600/letters8.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S7iAzZEvfnI/AAAAAAAAA0A/iaH7zFx90pA/s800/letters8.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456252568951815794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some serious, some funny, but all things I would like to say myself. Check out more &lt;a href="http://letterstodeadpeople.tumblr.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-4382987559219454943?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/4382987559219454943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/04/letters-to-dead-people.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/4382987559219454943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/4382987559219454943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/04/letters-to-dead-people.html' title='letters to dead people.'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S7h_uEwwjRI/AAAAAAAAAzY/I9BFGGkWu-0/s72-c/letters6.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-698361657301181501</id><published>2010-03-27T08:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T08:11:49.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a very cute childrens magazine</title><content type='html'>Happy weekend! I'm officially on my spring break so I now have lots of time to be lazy and do things such as find &lt;a href="http://www.papier-mache.com.au/"&gt;Papier Mache&lt;/a&gt; magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S63xB4-ficI/AAAAAAAAAyY/_wF4X2gDhyk/s1600/papier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S63xB4-ficI/AAAAAAAAAyY/_wF4X2gDhyk/s1600/papier.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453279738592201154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S63zhIUx5WI/AAAAAAAAAyo/4VLQiTigeEo/s1600/papier3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S63zhIUx5WI/AAAAAAAAAyo/4VLQiTigeEo/s1600/papier3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453282474311411042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S63zgsO5YjI/AAAAAAAAAyg/EmGaGi8NxwA/s1600/papier2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S63zgsO5YjI/AAAAAAAAAyg/EmGaGi8NxwA/s1600/papier2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453282466770543154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S63zhgtdN7I/AAAAAAAAAy4/ycxvqh7MtDs/s1600/papier5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S63zhgtdN7I/AAAAAAAAAy4/ycxvqh7MtDs/s1600/papier5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453282480857364402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S63zhUqWNmI/AAAAAAAAAyw/beRcwiSU6iE/s1600/papier4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S63zhUqWNmI/AAAAAAAAAyw/beRcwiSU6iE/s1600/papier4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453282477623096930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S63ziNJq7qI/AAAAAAAAAzA/3zAuKtQOMuc/s1600/papier6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S63ziNJq7qI/AAAAAAAAAzA/3zAuKtQOMuc/s1600/papier6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453282492786863778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This magazine makes me wish I were five years old again. The other day I was in my ballet studio, helping the youngest class try on their costumes (they're little sunflowers!). While I was marveling over how tiny and adorable they are, I realized that that's how I looked just 10 years ago. And then sometimes, I do the reverse thing and think about how 10 years in the future, I'll be 25! Out of my house, out of college! It makes me really scared. Time is flying by so fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-698361657301181501?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/698361657301181501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/03/very-cute-childrens-magazine.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/698361657301181501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/698361657301181501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/03/very-cute-childrens-magazine.html' title='a very cute childrens magazine'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S63xB4-ficI/AAAAAAAAAyY/_wF4X2gDhyk/s72-c/papier.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-6364433437996521750</id><published>2010-03-21T09:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T09:56:47.927-04:00</updated><title type='text'>spring has sprung!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S6YlcXEhxII/AAAAAAAAAyI/h0EZImxoOeQ/s1600-h/spring2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S6YlcXEhxII/AAAAAAAAAyI/h0EZImxoOeQ/s400/spring2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451085568138134658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think I already mentioned on here that I don’t like New Year’s resolutions,  and that’s partly because when it’s so cold, dreary, and gray outside, I find it  really hard to be hopeful. But spring on the other hand is a time for change and  renewal, when all the pretty colors start to show again and the sun stays out  for longer. So I thought it would be a nice idea to use my positive energy to  make some spring goals. Nothing huge or life changing, but things I can  realistically accomplish that will make me feel better about myself. So they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Write some letters to far away places&lt;br /&gt;2.) Have a successful garden (yesterday we planted swiss chard and peas!).&lt;br /&gt;3.) Wear a lot of sundresses.&lt;br /&gt;4.) Run at least three times a week.&lt;br /&gt;5.) Take the metro to D.C. without my parents.&lt;br /&gt;6.) Bake macaroons.&lt;br /&gt;7.) Read at least 2 books per month.&lt;br /&gt;8.) Open an Etsy shop.&lt;br /&gt;9.) Go vegan for a day, or maybe a week.&lt;br /&gt;10.) Improve my Spanish accent.&lt;br /&gt;11.) Get a haircut. And not the "just a trim" type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S6YlcLwSLUI/AAAAAAAAAyA/iYxy4XngFb8/s1600-h/spring1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S6YlcLwSLUI/AAAAAAAAAyA/iYxy4XngFb8/s400/spring1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451085565100436802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any spring goals you'd like to share?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-6364433437996521750?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/6364433437996521750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-has-sprung.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/6364433437996521750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/6364433437996521750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-has-sprung.html' title='spring has sprung!'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S6YlcXEhxII/AAAAAAAAAyI/h0EZImxoOeQ/s72-c/spring2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-3261018891976293780</id><published>2010-03-17T18:46:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T21:26:10.870-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WOWW #7</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello my pretties, it's time for another Word of the Week on Wednesday (haven't done one in forever!). This week's word is:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GALLIMAUFRY-&lt;/span&gt; GAL·LI·MAU·FRY&lt;br /&gt;1. a hodgepodge&lt;br /&gt;2. jumble; a mixture of diverse things&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My mom taught me this word so I can use it instead of smorgasbord, which I can't pronounce. I always say something like schmorgasborg! Anyway, this post is going to be somewhat of a gallimaufry, just because there are some things I want to talk about that can't be organized into one category.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1. I know it's expected that I apologize for not posting in ages, but I'm not going to. I'm not sorry that avoiding blogging for a week helped me get on track with my schoolwork tremendously, and let me go out last weekend. Okay? Okay.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2. I want to recreate this necklace, because I'm most definitely not paying $135 to get it from J Crew.&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S6FbvZWJlkI/AAAAAAAAAww/Z9GVmxLC0sg/s1600-h/image%5B5%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="image" alt="image" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S6Fbv8sHcjI/AAAAAAAAAw0/f9fkbKCte3I/image_thumb%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800" border="0" width="320" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3. Ra Ra Riot is a really good band, it's been my favorite for a while. I will play electric cello in a band some day, I promise you. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3383617&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3383617&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/3383617"&gt;Ra Ra Riot - Oh la - A Take Away Show&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/blogotheque"&gt;La Blogotheque&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;4. I am deleting my &lt;a href="http://operationicing.blogspot.com/"&gt;cupcake blog&lt;/a&gt; in a few days, so if you were one of the few people who actually reads it go look at it one last time! I don't have time to make quality posts. But no worries, I shall still be baking cupcakes like these:&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S6FbwVwQ0YI/AAAAAAAAAw4/f7AyyEkoeXA/s1600-h/pics%20010%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;" title="pics 010" alt="pics 010" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S6FbwpgZ48I/AAAAAAAAAw8/HZ-_B6ymnrE/pics%20010_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" align="left" border="0" width="304" height="229" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S6FbxFGOWAI/AAAAAAAAAxA/ErQ5hylO2ZQ/s1600-h/pics%20003%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;" title="pics 003" alt="pics 003" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S6Fbxdb5aQI/AAAAAAAAAxE/cFTXsY2IuIk/pics%20003_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" align="right" border="0" width="304" height="229" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S6FbxFGOWAI/AAAAAAAAAxA/ErQ5hylO2ZQ/s1600-h/pics%20003%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S6FbxFGOWAI/AAAAAAAAAxA/ErQ5hylO2ZQ/s1600-h/pics%20003%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S6FbxFGOWAI/AAAAAAAAAxA/ErQ5hylO2ZQ/s1600-h/pics%20003%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S6FbxFGOWAI/AAAAAAAAAxA/ErQ5hylO2ZQ/s1600-h/pics%20003%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, I’ll be having more posts soon I think. Laterrr.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-3261018891976293780?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/3261018891976293780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/03/woww-7.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/3261018891976293780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/3261018891976293780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/03/woww-7.html' title='WOWW #7'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S6Fbv8sHcjI/AAAAAAAAAw0/f9fkbKCte3I/s72-c/image_thumb%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-7560292435465461097</id><published>2010-03-08T17:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T16:05:20.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'>if everything was everything but everything was over</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So confession time. I LOVE LADY GAGA! She’s really honest and determined unlike almost everyone else in the music industry. She does and wears what she wants and doesn’t care how many people call her a freak- I think it’s so admirable to be that confident. She worked really hard to accomplish what she has and that shows how great of an artist she is. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On Sunday my best friend Syd and I put together a little tribute to LG in the form of cookies, which I first got the idea from &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/ohnotheydidnt/43140129.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. The ones we came up with weren’t nearly as awesome as those, but it was really fun to decorate them while listening to The Fame and they were delicious too. Here are our results:&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S5Vm0h8vcSI/AAAAAAAAAtc/pFFd6x82u4I/s1600-h/pics%20003%5B13%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="pics 003" border="0" alt="pics 003" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S5Vm1cJNwSI/AAAAAAAAAtg/lQ0pxv4AUoc/pics%20003_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="364" height="274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S5ao6V84WhI/AAAAAAAAAvw/FoFu0-OIfgI/s1600-h/gaga1%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="gaga1" border="0" alt="gaga1" align="left" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S5Vm1xBdUUI/AAAAAAAAAv4/fRFycTf-D9k/gaga1_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="304" height="174" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S5Vm2dEKxSI/AAAAAAAAAv8/ps_9mplbwPE/s1600-h/pics%20011%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="pics 011" border="0" alt="pics 011" align="right" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S5Vm2iMZ0vI/AAAAAAAAAwA/KBa7Wi17D_Q/pics%20011_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="304" height="229" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S5Vm3PG_dNI/AAAAAAAAAwE/9lrstwEq9gM/s1600-h/pics%20012%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="pics 012" border="0" alt="pics 012" align="right" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S5Vm3dARVkI/AAAAAAAAAwI/ztUQ4eLHvNs/pics%20012_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="309" height="233" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="gaga2" border="0" alt="gaga2" align="left" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S5Vm4vdd4KI/AAAAAAAAAwg/66f-yTiN08s/gaga2_thumb%5B8%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="304" height="415" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S5Vm4wSsbVI/AAAAAAAAAvM/vp13qLJwrzo/s1600-h/pics%20016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="pics 016" border="0" alt="pics 016" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S5Vm5c4X9aI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/CqrIHWoZdF0/pics%20016_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" height="304" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (then we got lazy and just slapped frosting on randomly)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S5Vm5oRWXVI/AAAAAAAAAvY/s3MY64mSZCQ/s1600-h/pics%20021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="pics 021" border="0" alt="pics 021" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S5Vm6BigcwI/AAAAAAAAAvc/ixzyZoW-v7o/pics%20021_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" height="304" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Tehehe. Must make more celebrity inspired cookies soon.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-7560292435465461097?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/7560292435465461097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-everything-was-everything-but.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/7560292435465461097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/7560292435465461097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-everything-was-everything-but.html' title='if everything was everything but everything was over'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S5Vm1cJNwSI/AAAAAAAAAtg/lQ0pxv4AUoc/s72-c/pics%20003_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-2755692850445114378</id><published>2010-03-05T17:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T17:03:03.807-04:00</updated><title type='text'>friday’s child</title><content type='html'>1. One thing I MUST do before I die is &lt;u&gt;oh so many things, including the ones from &lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/11/before-i-die.html#comments"&gt;&lt;u&gt;this&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt; post. But to that list I’d like to add: start some sort of awesome project that changes lives. Not to get me publicity but to help a ton of people.  &lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2. I would rather &lt;u&gt;buy stuff off Etsy&lt;/u&gt; than &lt;u&gt;have to deal with obnoxious shoppers and cashiers at the mall, even if my friends are with me.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3. If I could give my younger self one piece of advice it would be to &lt;u&gt;stop being friends with all those “friends” who don’t really appreciate you for who you are. You’ll save years of problems if you learn to surround yourself with people that will support you rather than put you down.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;4. If I won the lottery tomorrow I’d &lt;u&gt;buy new cars for both my parents and fix our house. Then I’d put half in a savings account for college for me and my sister. Then I’d donate a lot to charity. Then I’d have a little shopping spree.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;5. The best surprise I’ve ever gotten was &lt;u&gt;deciding to shake things up and sign up for field hockey last fall, which resulted in me meeting some of the greatest people in the world and breaking a lot of the ties I’d put on myself before.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;6. My biggest fault is &lt;u&gt;that sometimes I try so hard to please other people that I forget to take care of myself.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;7. My biggest strength is &lt;u&gt;I am extremely nonjudgmental. It’s never made sense to me why some people think it’s necessary to put others down just because they’re different.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Find more Fill in the Blanks Fridays &lt;a href="http://thelittlethingswedo.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. They’re fun, try one!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Also, here is an amazing video by Angela Kohler that I first saw on &lt;a href="http://manylovelylittlethings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Many Little Things&lt;/a&gt;. I LOVE STOP MOTION. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="margin: 0px auto; padding: 0px; width: 425px; display: block; float: none;" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:bb7e7f7b-acda-4bc4-a171-56560c47117d" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;div id="762cf2c1-9625-4621-b045-6824b856f7a9" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mwX7uEiEWx4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S5Fxcuwga6I/AAAAAAAAAtY/dHjzJ71y-Vw/video9b2510aa01fc%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none;" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('762cf2c1-9625-4621-b045-6824b856f7a9'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/mwX7uEiEWx4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/mwX7uEiEWx4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; type=\&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash\&amp;quot; width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/object&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/div&amp;gt;&amp;quot;;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hope you all have lovely weekends!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-2755692850445114378?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/2755692850445114378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/03/fridays-child.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/2755692850445114378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/2755692850445114378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/03/fridays-child.html' title='friday’s child'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S5Fxcuwga6I/AAAAAAAAAtY/dHjzJ71y-Vw/s72-c/video9b2510aa01fc%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-7351977832432740394</id><published>2010-03-02T16:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T18:17:28.231-04:00</updated><title type='text'>positivity</title><content type='html'>So I’m out of that funk (ugh I hate that word, why did I say it?) that was going on a couple days ago. I spent some time with my friends, which made me feel better like it ALWAYS does. I’m silly; I should stop putting myself in bad moods in the first place. Hm. Anyway, since I’ve been feeling better, I’ve made three new hair clips!&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S411qPnjN7I/AAAAAAAAAtA/K4eD_h-RShE/s1600-h/pics%20033%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="pics 033" alt="pics 033" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S411qQxvHQI/AAAAAAAAAtE/e0fKl6jNxTg/pics%20033_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="354" height="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S411qzTaWSI/AAAAAAAAAtI/iK6sIpQH93A/s1600-h/pics%20043%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="pics 043" alt="pics 043" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S411reYe9oI/AAAAAAAAAtM/AgkZAgfyAV4/pics%20043_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="354" height="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Headband with ribbon rose and double bows, crocheted bow, and failed yoyo bead ---&amp;gt; flower-ish thing clip.&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S411sOl242I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/bR7kOyDrgIg/s1600-h/pics%20051%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="pics 051" alt="pics 051" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S411saSlRLI/AAAAAAAAAtU/w5kr-dcGrgY/pics%20051_thumb%5B12%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="354" height="258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What I’m about to tell you is super mega in the works, but… I’m thinking of starting an Etsy shop! I’ve been slowing building up my hair clip arsenal so I’ll have enough to open a shop by summer, maybe. But I don’t like these ones all that much actually, so they won’t be going in! Based on the types of clips I’m capable of making (like the ones &lt;a href="http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/ribbons-and-bows.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/clip-clop.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;), do any of you have requests for clips/headbands/etc. that you’d like to see in the shop?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And hm, other good things about these past few days:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Acing a government quiz I thought I’d fail&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;going out with Dee to eat pancakes, fruit salad and chocolate cake for dinner&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;deciding that when I grow up, I am going to live in France/French-speaking Canada so I can name my children Clementine, Joanie, and Oliver (but you have to say it like ole-iv-ee-yay!)&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Splendiferous. Later alligators.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-7351977832432740394?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/7351977832432740394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/03/positivity.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/7351977832432740394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/7351977832432740394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/03/positivity.html' title='positivity'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S411qQxvHQI/AAAAAAAAAtE/e0fKl6jNxTg/s72-c/pics%20033_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-2067249596031282330</id><published>2010-02-25T16:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T16:17:34.575-04:00</updated><title type='text'>so the deal is</title><content type='html'>Okay, explanation of why my last &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;decent &lt;/span&gt;post was like 54690 years ago: Things are rather horrible and are keeping me from being able to think up creative ideas. I wish I had a better excuse than that, such as "I found out that I'm adopted and am actually a descendant of the Danish royal family and so I went to live Copenhagen" or "I took a spur of the moment trip to volunteer in Haiti", but I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the mean time I've managed to make myself feel slightly better by deciding that I want to be a sand artist when I grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vOhf3OvRXKg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&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/vOhf3OvRXKg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-2067249596031282330?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/2067249596031282330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-deal-is.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/2067249596031282330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/2067249596031282330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-deal-is.html' title='so the deal is'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-4330233620653458655</id><published>2010-02-20T18:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T08:50:16.429-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interior design'/><title type='text'>room re-do.</title><content type='html'>Sooo for my birthday, back in October, my mom said I could makeover my room as one of my presents. I’ve painted it this color already:&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S4BblXLA5kI/AAAAAAAAArM/nSFU0Hd2rVA/s1600-h/room2%5B2%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="room2" alt="room2" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S4Bblk03iYI/AAAAAAAAArQ/YRNFdNh69_Q/room2_thumb%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800" border="0" width="240" height="84" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I haven’t really had time to decide on a theme for the rest of the room until now! Here’s what I’m thinking. I want victorian bedding like this&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S4BbmPeX4JI/AAAAAAAAArU/rdNIx9Zz99w/s1600-h/room1%5B15%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="room1" alt="room1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S4BbmQ7trHI/AAAAAAAAArY/0HU2ZcdFphU/room1_thumb%5B15%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="330" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And big white curtains to let the light in.&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S4BbnOixApI/AAAAAAAAArc/N2EYgmD23sw/s1600-h/room3%5B5%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="room3" alt="room3" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S4BbnsMimAI/AAAAAAAAArg/qL4VQjkq6F0/room3_thumb%5B5%5D.png?imgmax=800" border="0" width="330" height="275" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On the walls, I think I’d like either a 1. &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/LondonParticulars"&gt;London Particulars&lt;/a&gt; or 2. &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/pleasebestill"&gt;Please Be Still&lt;/a&gt; print.&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S4BboFVtARI/AAAAAAAAArs/yAGq6_4LJcE/s1600-h/room4%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;" title="room4" alt="room4" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S4BbokSz9wI/AAAAAAAAAr4/Fmasup19Uqs/room4_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" align="left" border="0" width="311" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S4BbozM4IiI/AAAAAAAAAr8/aCEgBvL1QIc/s1600-h/room5%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; display: inline;" title="room5" alt="room5" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S4Bbpd1aecI/AAAAAAAAAsA/4Ahl6AabOoo/room5_thumb%5B8%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="225" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A &lt;a href="http://www.pbteen.com/?cm_type=gnav"&gt;PB Teen&lt;/a&gt; chandelier like this would also be lovely!&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S4Bbp-D5sKI/AAAAAAAAAsM/zDcc_scJvtE/s1600-h/room6%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="room6" alt="room6" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S4Bbqc6p1rI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/e0_1tNvUYM0/room6_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="330" height="330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And some wire desk organizers would keep me sane.&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S4BbqpAS6SI/AAAAAAAAAsU/ZR9QU6YkZmw/s1600-h/room7%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="room7" alt="room7" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S4Bbq7o4LPI/AAAAAAAAAsY/j10gaVQCLVQ/room7_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="330" height="330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hooray, time to start shopping!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-4330233620653458655?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/4330233620653458655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/02/room-re-do.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/4330233620653458655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/4330233620653458655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/02/room-re-do.html' title='room re-do.'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S4Bblk03iYI/AAAAAAAAArQ/YRNFdNh69_Q/s72-c/room2_thumb%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-402449639133146638</id><published>2010-02-17T17:26:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T08:50:05.329-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>lame post alert!</title><content type='html'>Hi hi, I will begin this with the predictable apology of: so sorry I haven’t been posting or commenting much lately! I’m back at school now and apparently, the teachers have decided to punish us for not being able to go last week by giving us so so so SO much work. Add in cello lessons, ballet classes, running for president of clubs, Olympics watching, study sessions and volunteering you’ll understand why I have no time for creativity. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In the mean time, how about some music? Yay music? Yes, yay music! This is 10 Mile Stereo from the new Beach House album Teen Dream. Too good. &lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3-rYQRxzaJM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3-rYQRxzaJM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Okay, hopefully everything will be back to normal next week so I’ll actually be able to give you some decent posts! Hope you’re all having fabulous weeks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-402449639133146638?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/402449639133146638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/02/lame-post-alert.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/402449639133146638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/402449639133146638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/02/lame-post-alert.html' title='lame post alert!'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-2951259499349901270</id><published>2010-02-12T15:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T08:49:54.543-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='award'/><title type='text'>like is harder than love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S3WhzCP33eI/AAAAAAAAAp8/3PI_Ma55QYw/s1600-h/cassie1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 293px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S3WhzCP33eI/AAAAAAAAAp8/3PI_Ma55QYw/s400/cassie1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437430023268589026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S3WhzoTtjQI/AAAAAAAAAqE/VYCsfYCREn4/s1600-h/cassie2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 291px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S3WhzoTtjQI/AAAAAAAAAqE/VYCsfYCREn4/s400/cassie2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437430033485237506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S3Whz7vWdtI/AAAAAAAAAqM/aqFl9vcEi6M/s1600-h/cassie3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S3Whz7vWdtI/AAAAAAAAAqM/aqFl9vcEi6M/s400/cassie3.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437430038701438674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cassie's Therapy Video is a blogger tag by the wonderful Erimentha of The &lt;a href="http://littleblogofhappiness.blogspot.com/"&gt;Little Blog of Happiness&lt;/a&gt;  and today it was given to me by dearest &lt;a href="http://fishbowl-complex.blogspot.com/"&gt;Camille&lt;/a&gt;!  Yay, I’m so excited  to have finally gotten it! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The rules are as follows: fill in 12 likes, 1 love and 8 hates like Cassie in  her therapy video (&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T8k-JwHJSNs"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;). Below, the bolded  things are what you MUST include. Also, please link it back to &lt;a href="http://littleblogofhappiness.blogspot.com/"&gt;Erimentha&lt;/a&gt; and 3 other  blogs you adore. I choose to pass it on to:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Bella of &lt;a href="http://english-eccentric.blogspot.com/"&gt;English  Eccentric&lt;/a&gt; because she’s super imaginative and would be great at something  like this. Jenna of &lt;a href="http://thegirlwhocriedwolfe.blogspot.com/"&gt;THE GIRL  WHO CRIED WOLFE&lt;/a&gt; because she’s just returned from a blogging hiatus and must  now tell some interesting things about herself to make it up to her loyal, post  hungry readers. Olivia of &lt;a href="http://olivias-pizzazz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Olivia’s Pizzazz&lt;/a&gt; because she’s  oh so stylish and puts well, pizzazz, into everything she does. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abracadabra, Wow!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like boys with&lt;/strong&gt; artistic abilities &lt;strong&gt;and girls with&lt;/strong&gt; lunchboxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like&lt;/strong&gt; putting on a just-ironed shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like&lt;/strong&gt; having breakfast for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like&lt;/strong&gt; words with q's in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like&lt;/strong&gt; houses with all wood flooring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like&lt;/strong&gt; eating icicles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like&lt;/strong&gt; giving advice and being appreciated for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like&lt;/strong&gt; to see people smile when I give them cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like&lt;/strong&gt; having my hair played with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like&lt;/strong&gt; laughing at ridiculous infomercials.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like&lt;/strong&gt; teaching my mom words in Spanish and having her teach me French ones back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like&lt;/strong&gt; going on walks in the cold and coming back with flushed cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love &lt;/span&gt;being with friends and realizing that they're the right ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today &lt;/span&gt;I am going to bake brownies and watch FRIENDS with my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In some ways, I love everything.&lt;br /&gt;Its less, its less of a thing to like, its less distinct, its less particular.&lt;br /&gt;I like things that I like but I love everything.&lt;br /&gt;There’s more choice in like cos even the worst things have things you love in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don’t know what you mean about things I hate.&lt;br /&gt;I hate &lt;/strong&gt;moths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate &lt;/strong&gt;country music no matter how open minded I try to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;the word retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate&lt;/strong&gt; scary movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate&lt;/strong&gt; when people give me "the once over".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate&lt;/strong&gt; asking for help, &lt;strong&gt;but in a way&lt;/strong&gt;, I'm starting to see that I sometimes need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate&lt;/strong&gt; having my name (Caroline) pronounced as Carolyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate&lt;/strong&gt; when people think they should always use "I" and "whom" when in some cases it's actually correct to say "me" or "who".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate this, wow...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sorry. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I. Heart. Cassie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-2951259499349901270?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/2951259499349901270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/02/like-is-harder-than-love.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/2951259499349901270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/2951259499349901270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/02/like-is-harder-than-love.html' title='like is harder than love!'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S3WhzCP33eI/AAAAAAAAAp8/3PI_Ma55QYw/s72-c/cassie1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-5979573486346717854</id><published>2010-02-10T09:38:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T08:49:45.802-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='word of the week on wednesday'/><title type='text'>WOWW #6</title><content type='html'>Hello lovely readers, it’s time for the Word of the Week on Wednesday again! This week’s word is...&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEBULOUS&lt;/strong&gt;- neb&lt;strong&gt;·&lt;/strong&gt;u·lous &lt;br /&gt;1&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; hazy, vague, indistinct, or confused &lt;br /&gt;2. cloudy or cloudlike&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nebulous things this week include:&lt;br /&gt;1. How I’m going to stay sane this week! Over the weekend, it snowed two and a half feet and it’s currently snowing again, which will add another foot or so. School has been canceled for the rest of this week already. And it’s nice to have a break and all, but I am seriously running out of things to do! The roads aren’t plowed and there are 45 mph winds, so I’m stuck inside. If any of you have any suggestions of how to stay occupied/ hit up my &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/kskaleidoscope"&gt;formspring&lt;/a&gt; I will love you forever/be eternally grateful.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2. Nebulas (I know you’re thinking well duh Kiki, nebulous nebulas? But I love nebulas so I’m going to show you some pictures of them nananana booboo)! I’ve been fascinated by astronomy since I was little and love going through the &lt;a href="http://antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/archivepix.html"&gt;NASA archives&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S3K20i5kEyI/AAAAAAAAApc/5meK32ymeIc/s1600-h/nebula4%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="nebula4" alt="nebula4" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S3K203SNZqI/AAAAAAAAApg/fGjrrDoSLxw/nebula4_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="554" height="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S3K21SgeNUI/AAAAAAAAApk/EnAT3L0ytLQ/s1600-h/nebula3%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="nebula3" alt="nebula3" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S3K21l0gbeI/AAAAAAAAApo/hiOyHNWScR8/nebula3_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="554" height="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S3K22KR32hI/AAAAAAAAAps/eri7MVmkOhg/s1600-h/nebula5%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="nebula5" alt="nebula5" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S3K23TTaISI/AAAAAAAAApw/QytU5MR2n6o/nebula5_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="554" height="371" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; 3. This &lt;a href="http://www.beklina.com/product_info.php?pName=mociun-moonwalker-skirt&amp;amp;cName=women&amp;amp;osCsid=b411d3401457f459cafcc4a209bf8c4d"&gt;skirt&lt;/a&gt;, from &lt;a href="http://www.beklina.com/index.php?osCsid=b411d3401457f459cafcc4a209bf8c4d"&gt;Beklina&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S3K23inmLYI/AAAAAAAAAp0/YHdPpmxRBmI/s1600-h/skirt%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="skirt" alt="skirt" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S3K24IGYyjI/AAAAAAAAAp4/2XzYUskps7M/skirt_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="284" height="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Want want want! But will not get get get because a) it’s not in my size and b) even though it’s on sale it’s still $230.  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  Off to… read maybe? Adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-5979573486346717854?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/5979573486346717854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/02/woww-6.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/5979573486346717854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/5979573486346717854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/02/woww-6.html' title='WOWW #6'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S3K203SNZqI/AAAAAAAAApg/fGjrrDoSLxw/s72-c/nebula4_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-1215551686693240621</id><published>2010-02-07T09:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T20:49:02.744-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nerdiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jewelry'/><title type='text'>oh my words!</title><content type='html'>I love typography. I always spend wayyyy too long deciding which font I’m going to use for every project and essay I get assigned. Each one has a different mood and helps bring out a different message to the person looking at it, and I just think that’s really cool. That little letters can do that. Which is why I’m totally geeking out over these:&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://shop.ugmonk.com/product/lowercase"&gt;Lowercase&lt;/a&gt; tee&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S27GsdLMq-I/AAAAAAAAAos/zHeLObwOvvw/s1600-h/type4%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="type4" alt="type4" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S27Gsiw5_4I/AAAAAAAAAow/AQSWHchX0ds/type4_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="384" height="384" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://beverlyhsu.com/cookies.html"&gt;Helvetica cookie cutters&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S27Gs970uWI/AAAAAAAAAo0/NWUVjdUKGOg/s1600-h/type2%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="type2" alt="type2" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S27GtXYufWI/AAAAAAAAAo8/6L1MHM6y2Zg/type2_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="384" height="257" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=39612802&amp;amp;ref=sr_gallery_21&amp;amp;&amp;amp;ga_search_query=typography+necklace&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_page=1&amp;amp;includes[]=tags&amp;amp;includes[]=title"&gt;Serif ampersand necklace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S27GtlZYIPI/AAAAAAAAApA/STs1XdUVA38/s1600-h/type5%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="type5" alt="type5" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S27Gt4A8idI/AAAAAAAAApI/sZaS7WCIccY/type5_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="384" height="346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://thomasbroome.se/Thomas_Broome.htm"&gt;Thomas Broome&lt;/a&gt; drawing (click picture to zoom in!) &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S27GuMOhdYI/AAAAAAAAAok/fJC816d5aDk/s1600-h/type3%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="type3" alt="type3" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S27GuWUooSI/AAAAAAAAAoo/cX_ZChhsmLU/type3_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="554" height="393" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                     My favorite fonts are Helvetica and Times, which is what I use on this blog. I hate Arial and Comic Sans. Do you have a favorite typeface?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-1215551686693240621?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/1215551686693240621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-my-words.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/1215551686693240621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/1215551686693240621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-my-words.html' title='oh my words!'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S27Gsiw5_4I/AAAAAAAAAow/AQSWHchX0ds/s72-c/type4_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-3875180801070625043</id><published>2010-02-06T10:29:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T09:18:06.925-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='award'/><title type='text'>things you never wanted to know about me</title><content type='html'>So right now I'm sitting through the second big snow storm of this winter. It started at noon yesterday and is supposed to keep snowing through midnight tonight! The snow already comes over my knees, so I think it's safe to say that I won't be having much school next week, hooray! The one downside of this storm though is that it knocked my power out last night. Since we have electric heat it got so freeeeeezing cold that my entire family had to camp out in front of the fireplace in my living room. We played lots of card and board games and ate ice cream sundaes by candlelight. It was actually rather nice to spend some time with everyone for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just the same, I was happy when I got woken up this morning from all the lights flicking back on! And it made me even happier to see that the lovely &lt;a href="http://teganontoast.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tegan&lt;/a&gt; had given my little blog an award:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S21_ArLtpnI/AAAAAAAAAoE/pUC51W1y7as/s1600-h/over.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 147px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S21_ArLtpnI/AAAAAAAAAoE/pUC51W1y7as/s400/over.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435139974874637938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And now I'm to answer all these survey questions. It's really long so be warned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Where is your cell phone?&lt;/strong&gt; No clue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Your hair?&lt;/strong&gt; Let's say chocolate brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Your mother?&lt;/strong&gt; Lovely book editor who loves coke and macaroons. Excellent listener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Your father?&lt;/strong&gt; A mix of wise, smart, obnoxious, caring, cautious, funny and eccentric. Sometimes all at once, sometimes not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Your dream last night?&lt;/strong&gt; This reoccurring one I have where my cereal turns into moths in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Your favourite drink?&lt;/strong&gt; Water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Your dream/goal?&lt;/strong&gt; Be the best person I can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. What room are you in?&lt;/strong&gt; Office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Your hobby?&lt;/strong&gt; Music and art and well.. everything in the world could turn into a hobby for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Your fear?&lt;/strong&gt; Moths, swimming with fish (no not sharks, I mean like little minnows you could squish with your foot), the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Where do you want to be in 6 years?&lt;/strong&gt; College.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Where were you last night?&lt;/strong&gt; In front of the fireplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Something you aren't?&lt;/strong&gt; A robot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Muffins? &lt;/strong&gt;Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Wish list item?&lt;/strong&gt; New wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Where did you grow up?&lt;/strong&gt; D.C. for a bit then Maryland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. Last thing you did?&lt;/strong&gt; Eat oatmeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. What are you wearing?&lt;/strong&gt; Plaid pajamas and penguin slippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. Your TV? &lt;/strong&gt;Rarely used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. Your pets?&lt;/strong&gt; Slight cynical cat named Shadow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. Your friends? &lt;/strong&gt;Perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. Your life?&lt;/strong&gt; Has a lot more in store hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. Your mood?&lt;/strong&gt; Happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. Missing someone?&lt;/strong&gt; Someones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. Vehichle?&lt;/strong&gt; My legs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. Something you are not wearing?&lt;/strong&gt; An armadillo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. Your favourite store?&lt;/strong&gt; Etsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. Your favourite colour?&lt;/strong&gt; Indigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. When was the last time you laughed?&lt;/strong&gt; 10 pm last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31. Last time you cried?&lt;/strong&gt; Mmm like a week ago over something stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33. One place that I go over and over?&lt;/strong&gt; Home, but by default I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34. One person who emails you regularly?&lt;/strong&gt; My mother, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35. Favourite place to eat?&lt;/strong&gt; Home, or the Lebanese taverna. &lt;p&gt;Hope you all enjoyed that randomness or skipped it altogether. I tag anyone who wants this, especially my awesome new followers!&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/5332234154400472803-3875180801070625043?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/3875180801070625043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/02/things-you-never-wanted-to-know-about.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/3875180801070625043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/3875180801070625043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/02/things-you-never-wanted-to-know-about.html' title='things you never wanted to know about me'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S21_ArLtpnI/AAAAAAAAAoE/pUC51W1y7as/s72-c/over.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-7055340244607284407</id><published>2010-02-04T16:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T20:48:25.191-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cello'/><title type='text'>cello love!</title><content type='html'>I guess I haven’t made this very widely known, but I play the cello! I’ve been playing for almost seven years and couldn’t live without it.  Oftentimes when I’m going through bad times it’s a lot easier for me to express myself through my music than it is to find the words for how I’m feeling. The times when I’m playing my cello are really the only ones where I can just tune out everything else and just &lt;em&gt;be.&lt;/em&gt; I know that sounds cliché but it’s true. This instrument is really special to me and I wouldn’t ever give it up.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am constantly inspired by the cello, and clearly other people are too! For example:&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2stlYtrT6I/AAAAAAAAAnc/O3VHvR0MWp4/s1600-h/cello1%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="cello1" alt="cello1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2stlnEHk8I/AAAAAAAAAng/2YdElwmpnRM/cello1_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="294" height="293" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/ContrivedtoCharm?ga_search_query=violin+belt&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_page=&amp;amp;order=&amp;amp;includes[0]=tags&amp;amp;includes[1]=title"&gt;Contrived to Charm&lt;/a&gt; belt.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2stmJ9goWI/AAAAAAAAAnk/0vJ5dh-sxZU/s1600-h/cello2%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="cello2" alt="cello2" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2stmQto5FI/AAAAAAAAAno/F-ehsgmrsw8/cello2_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="294" height="301" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2stmpF3NTI/AAAAAAAAAns/Ue6jo6mN6qE/s1600-h/cello3%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="cello3" alt="cello3" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2stnE0f2AI/AAAAAAAAAnw/V4soq7uw1LI/cello3_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="294" height="222" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Insanely awesome f-hole tattoos! First &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ladyraycello/1994043622/"&gt;ladyraycello&lt;/a&gt; on flickr, second &lt;a href="http://musingsofabornsocialite.blogspot.com/"&gt;Musings of a Born Socialite&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2stnSSaRfI/AAAAAAAAAn0/qG-iprfu8zk/s1600-h/cello4%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="cello4" alt="cello4" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2stnkW_6pI/AAAAAAAAAn4/JLAQVzws6cU/cello4_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="294" height="148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2stobOh7sI/AAAAAAAAAn8/Zb9eryFM1MM/s1600-h/cello5%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="cello5" alt="cello5" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2sto1N2A0I/AAAAAAAAAoA/t8siSAauLCA/cello5_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="294" height="361" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Recycled cello string &lt;a href="http://www.strings-andadare.com/Violin-CelloStringJewelry.html"&gt;bracelet&lt;/a&gt; with crystal and silver.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And my favorite piece at the moment (I say at the moment because I have soooo many and change my mind a lot): &lt;/p&gt; &lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7XSP1PRdbSo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7XSP1PRdbSo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I know that classical music can seem rather boring if it’s not what you’re used to, but I would really appreciate it if you guys would listen to this since cello is so close to my heart :] &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Happy almost Friday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-7055340244607284407?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/7055340244607284407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/02/cello-love.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/7055340244607284407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/7055340244607284407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/02/cello-love.html' title='cello love!'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2stlnEHk8I/AAAAAAAAAng/2YdElwmpnRM/s72-c/cello1_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-666239720182625328</id><published>2010-02-02T16:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T20:48:14.372-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='project'/><title type='text'>1001 Journals</title><content type='html'>A couple weeks ago my friend Camille started a project on &lt;a href="http://www.1001journals.com/"&gt;1001 Journals&lt;/a&gt;. The idea is that someone buys a blank journal and fills it with sketches, paintings, collages,  thoughts, lyrics, etc. Then other people sign up for the journal and it gets mailed to them, so they can fill it with entries too. So potentially one journal could go all around the world!   &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I signed up for the one Camille started and got it a week ago. I got to see all Camille's entries, and am currently filling the pages with my work. When I'm done, I have to send it alllll the way to Denton Texas! Then it's going to California, D.C., Massachusetts, Florida, Wisconsin, and wherever else an interested person signs up for it. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I'm not exactly comfortable with showing my entries on this blog as they're rather personal (it's actually really easy to pour your heart out to people you'll never know), but here are some of the types of entries you might see...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2iIurv1uaI/AAAAAAAAAmE/ALqz6Sj2JG0/s1600-h/journal4%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;" title="journal4" alt="journal4" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2iIu8QR1aI/AAAAAAAAAmI/swYXo-2U8Uc/journal4_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" align="left" border="0" width="269" height="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2iIvdFo7BI/AAAAAAAAAmM/bK8PMY8PY5Y/s1600-h/journal2%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;" title="journal2" alt="journal2" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2iIwOXOycI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/rH9zuGe2Bgo/journal2_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" align="right" border="0" width="269" height="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2iIw4xFiOI/AAAAAAAAAmU/6UhoIt-0ONM/s1600-h/journal1%5B13%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;" title="journal1" alt="journal1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2iIxdijzDI/AAAAAAAAAmY/Hl5FE7RKfik/journal1_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" align="left" border="0" width="269" height="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2iIxguoDiI/AAAAAAAAAnM/zo2_U1NMBzk/s1600-h/journal3%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;" title="journal3" alt="journal3" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2iIx6GBLZI/AAAAAAAAAmg/CfqHaBDGVfQ/journal3_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" align="right" border="0" width="269" height="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2iIxguoDiI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/6Nz5QWCLcpk/s1600-h/journal3%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I love seeing other peoples’ art so unfiltered. It inspires me to set aside the time to be creative, which is saying a lot considering how busy I’ve been lately! So I highly recommend that you all sign up for a journal or two, it’s really fun and stress relieving and all that good stuff. Ya might learn something too, either from seeing what entries you come up with or from reading someone else’s. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-666239720182625328?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/666239720182625328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/02/1001-journals.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/666239720182625328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/666239720182625328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/02/1001-journals.html' title='1001 Journals'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2iIu8QR1aI/AAAAAAAAAmI/swYXo-2U8Uc/s72-c/journal4_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-2543594162609690781</id><published>2010-01-30T20:17:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T20:48:01.775-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>tralala.</title><content type='html'>Hm so I am just going to talk about how happy I am, because I know it's not meaningful or artistic or whatever but I've had a really nice couple of days. So read it or not, I just like this mood I'm in. Yesterday school wise was really good, a new semester just started and I have all my favorite teachers again! And then at lunch Pablo was talking about how it must be rather painful to get a hickey and was giving one to his arm when our principal walked by our table then stopped to stare in awe. Then I laughed so hard I knocked over an open bottle of water and Amber was so surprised she sort of tossed her yogurt into the air. We must have looked insane but it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thennn after school I had ballet! And we had a new girl who has just moved here from BELGIUM! I get the idea that her parents are ambassadors or something and she only knows a couple English phrases/questions. I used my very limited knowledge of French to find out that she's 13 and will be staying in the US for eight months. Oh, and her name is Clementine, which is so fabulous I can't even put it into words. She's so sweet and tiny and adorable, I wanted to adopt her. She's really brave too- if I moved to Belgium I sure as hell would not be taking a ballet class in a language I didn't understand! It's my goal to learn more French over the next few weeks so I can actually have a decent conversation with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After ballet I was supposed to go to my school's talent show, but it was canceled for reasons I'm not even sure of. But my best friend Syd slept over, which was lovely because she hasn't done that in soooo long. We watched Glee (which I must admit I'm obsessed with now) and Fantasia, ate vegan s'mores, got way too competitive playing Wii Fit, and talked and figured a lot of things out. And came up with the phrases, "You make me feel like a woodchuck!" and "BFF's R us. NO NO NO BFF's is we!" Oh yes and in the morning we made nutella and banana crepes. We're pretty awesome, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today it snowed, such beautiful snow! Maybe four inches. It took forever to get the roads plowed but I didn't mind because it gave me an excuse to stay inside all day. I decided to bake since I love how cozy and warm my kitchen gets in the winter. Perfect snow day activity. I made chocolate sandwich cookies (which are technically called "whoopie pies" but that's a disgusting name I refuse to use) and would be happy to share the recipe if anyone is interested. They were divine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2TRAkNI26I/AAAAAAAAAl8/u94qBS2za08/s1600-h/cookies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2TRAkNI26I/AAAAAAAAAl8/u94qBS2za08/s800/cookies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432696858164648866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hope you're all having nice weekends as well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-2543594162609690781?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/2543594162609690781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/weekend-update.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/2543594162609690781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/2543594162609690781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/weekend-update.html' title='tralala.'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2TRAkNI26I/AAAAAAAAAl8/u94qBS2za08/s72-c/cookies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-1308887312908535499</id><published>2010-01-28T16:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T21:33:07.066-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><title type='text'>like OMG samesiesssss</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The other day I found the Swedish store &lt;a href="http://www.modekungen.se/"&gt;Modekungen&lt;/a&gt;. And while I have no clue what any of the words on the site mean, it does have some rather awesome pieces. For example, I found these cardigans that fit exactly how I’m feeling right now.. &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2HvnFXyIYI/AAAAAAAAAls/_PlGRAq1w9I/s1600-h/shirts%5B13%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="shirts" alt="shirts" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2HvnU8_9FI/AAAAAAAAAlw/VJOpyynC-vI/shirts_thumb%5B15%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="484" height="324" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Do you ever have days where your attitude is just blahhhh so all you want to do is wear jeans and a sweatshirt and pull all your hair off your face and not worry about what other people think? I’ve been feeling like this for the past three days and I definitely hope it goes away soon. It’s almost Friday already though, hooray!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-1308887312908535499?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/1308887312908535499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/like-omg-samesiesssss.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/1308887312908535499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/1308887312908535499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/like-omg-samesiesssss.html' title='like OMG samesiesssss'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2HvnU8_9FI/AAAAAAAAAlw/VJOpyynC-vI/s72-c/shirts_thumb%5B15%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-5520918324940438140</id><published>2010-01-27T16:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T21:32:57.021-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='word of the week on wednesday'/><title type='text'>WOWW #5</title><content type='html'>Afternoon children, today's &lt;a href="http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/word-of-week-on-wednesday.html#comments"&gt;Word of the Week on Wednesday&lt;/a&gt; is...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IDYLLIC-&lt;/strong&gt; i&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;·dyl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;·lic. adj.   &lt;br /&gt;1. suitable for or suggestive of an idyll, charmingly simple or rustic    &lt;br /&gt;2. simple and carefree    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this word isn't too uncommon, but I just love it! Just hearing it makes me feel calm and tranquil. Today after my chemistry test, I wasn't allowed to talk or leave my seat until everyone else finished so I made a list of things I think are idyllic on my calculator! I could say that in real life I'm not as much of a loser as I seem to be on this blog, but that would be lying so..    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. Port Clyde, Maine &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2. Spending winter mornings in my wool socks eating oatmeal &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;3. Mint anything, especially tea&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2Cac9p69eI/AAAAAAAAAlM/VUw39-D5Z1A/s1600-h/idyllic10.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="idyllic" alt="idyllic" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2CadSq1-9I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/C3gXWUyaqLs/idyllic_thumb6.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="274" height="410" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;4. This song, which makes me feel like I am in stuck in a log cabin after a snowstorm in Wisconsin  &lt;br /&gt;            &lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TBh-0oHm9Ak&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TBh-0oHm9Ak&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The northern lights (which I haven't seen yet but am going to at some point!)&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2Cado7JdTI/AAAAAAAAAlU/vL06xGVkt0g/s1600-h/idyllic25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="idyllic2" alt="idyllic2" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2Caed9JxGI/AAAAAAAAAlY/DpR_pguFLCc/idyllic2_thumb3.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="604" height="367" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;6. Scones  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2CaesYUG_I/AAAAAAAAAlc/jZHuR6873sk/s1600-h/idyllic35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="idyllic3" alt="idyllic3" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2CafMKHfOI/AAAAAAAAAlg/a7nGDKgLp00/idyllic3_thumb3.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="284" height="284" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Bicycles with baskets &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2CafYttqXI/AAAAAAAAAlk/a4NlVPaGfIA/s1600-h/idyllic45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="idyllic4" alt="idyllic4" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2CafwFKGSI/AAAAAAAAAlo/HeaAy7oQSSY/idyllic4_thumb3.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="504" height="379" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything you'd like to add?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really really tired. I feel boring. I want summer. Or an adventure. Mrawrawrawrawrawr.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-5520918324940438140?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/5520918324940438140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/woww-5.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/5520918324940438140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/5520918324940438140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/woww-5.html' title='WOWW #5'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S2CadSq1-9I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/C3gXWUyaqLs/s72-c/idyllic_thumb6.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-8335644914871283150</id><published>2010-01-25T14:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T21:32:45.550-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>the positives of negatives</title><content type='html'>The other day I was inspired by &lt;a href="http://fishbowl-complex.blogspot.com/2010/01/self-preservation.html"&gt;Camille’s post&lt;/a&gt; about starting to use film cameras more than digital ones. It really made me think about how much our lives are dominated by technology- we’re so used to just clicking a mouse and finding thousands of pictures from all across the web. And with so many out there, can they really be genuine? Maybe a few are, but the majority are just forgotten in an overcrowded hard drive or deleted. On the other hand, I think all printed photos are charming, even if they’re not so high quality or “artistic”. I would much rather be given a photo that someone had snapped on a film camera, then taken the care to develop and print it on that beautiful glossy paper than just be.. tagged in a Facebook album!  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So I’m going to start using film cameras and printing my photos a lot more. I have &lt;a href="http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/canon.html"&gt;my grandfather’s old Canon&lt;/a&gt;, and now he’s sent me a Pentax Superprogram that is even better (yes I do feel rather unworthy). Plus I still have the old point and shoot I used as a kid. From now on, I’ll bring one everywhere so I don’t miss any important moments that I want to keep forever.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And okay fine, I must admit that I wouldn’t mind one of these Dianas!&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S13c6FlBBzI/AAAAAAAAAlE/2rg-jpGJVZk/s1600-h/lomo%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="lomo" alt="lomo" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S13c7GlVpBI/AAAAAAAAAlI/NbAJwwVRPWo/lomo_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="300" height="371" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Using film might take more effort and money than digital, but I think it’ll be worth it years from now when all of my most special memories are still saved on paper, ready for reminiscing on or sharing. Just my thoughts. Anyone want to join me?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-8335644914871283150?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/8335644914871283150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/positives-of-negatives.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/8335644914871283150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/8335644914871283150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/positives-of-negatives.html' title='the positives of negatives'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S13c7GlVpBI/AAAAAAAAAlI/NbAJwwVRPWo/s72-c/lomo_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-8738101873048489444</id><published>2010-01-23T16:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:29:45.118-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><title type='text'>zapatos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So I never really liked shoes until recently. I can't tell you how many years I went through where all I would wear on my feet was black slip on Chucks. But within the past year-ish I've started to take more of an interest in shoes and see them as a continuation of my personal style. Lately whenever I look at my wardrobe I just think blahhh so I'm hoping to get a pair of new, eye catching shoes soon!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I really like Osborn Design Studios booties, because they're handmade in Guatemala with local materials and are fair trade. They'd look really awesome with just skinny jeans and a big tee.&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1tcwLfOZYI/AAAAAAAAAkc/6kbLS6Si3jY/s1600-h/shoes3%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;" title="shoes3" alt="shoes3" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1tcwekF_uI/AAAAAAAAAkg/jldmn0GTFP4/shoes3_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" align="left" border="0" width="289" height="194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1tcxOdqV8I/AAAAAAAAAkk/Av3IegYZm7g/s1600-h/shoes2%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: inline;" title="shoes2" alt="shoes2" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1tcxbbxSuI/AAAAAAAAAko/dPTB7SW0ePo/shoes2_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="289" height="194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1tcx5Dhx8I/AAAAAAAAAks/VEagCa28Ppw/s1600-h/shoes1%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="shoes1" alt="shoes1" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1tcyHxQyeI/AAAAAAAAAkw/DPbK5Aom9Uk/shoes1_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="254" height="316" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On an Etsy note (HAHA when am I not on an Etsy note?) there’s always &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/emandsprout"&gt;emandsprout&lt;/a&gt;. Because HELLO, tangerines are awesome.&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1tcyYLWw3I/AAAAAAAAAk0/bBhPR_mauZg/s1600-h/shoes4%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="shoes4" alt="shoes4" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1tcy6b3VqI/AAAAAAAAAk4/aDx5M2A9nhg/shoes4_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="304" height="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Last, I’d love a pair of sequined Toms. Ooooooooh glitter. I feel like putting these on would instantly make a great day.&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1tczL4Yf8I/AAAAAAAAAk8/2chyf3RUv-4/s1600-h/shoes5%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="shoes5" alt="shoes5" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1tczo1ti-I/AAAAAAAAAlA/2hqvyxIa5ns/shoes5_thumb%5B9%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="304" height="269" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Okay now that I feel selfish and materialistic I’m going to call my friend so we can plan a bake sale to fundraise for Haiti.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-8738101873048489444?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/8738101873048489444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/zapatos.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/8738101873048489444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/8738101873048489444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/zapatos.html' title='zapatos!'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1tcwekF_uI/AAAAAAAAAkg/jldmn0GTFP4/s72-c/shoes3_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-8390428679690668506</id><published>2010-01-21T18:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:29:39.640-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the selby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interior design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hearts revolution'/><title type='text'>leyla and ben</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I love &lt;a href="http://www.theselby.com/"&gt;The Selby&lt;/a&gt;, I love seeing how people interact with their homes. I think probably my favorite house that’s been featured there is the one of Leyla and Ben from heartsrevolution. I have it bookmarked and have looked at it so many times, but it never fails to make me feel really cheerful and creative. &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jXARNE5VI/AAAAAAAAAiw/Fp22oBjsnaY/s1600-h/selby23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; margin: 0px; display: inline;" title="selby2" alt="selby2" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1iS6HLGaDI/AAAAAAAAAi0/iPhwkDKhvws/selby2_thumb3.jpg?imgmax=800" align="right" border="0" width="289" height="432" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1iS6Q79BoI/AAAAAAAAAi4/g-Mbl49SSjA/s1600-h/selby12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; margin: 0px; display: inline;" title="selby1" alt="selby1" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1iS7A2PuKI/AAAAAAAAAjA/4kTCR59UAVI/selby1_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" align="left" border="0" width="289" height="432" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1iS7Tm2mFI/AAAAAAAAAjE/POVHEcNnnzI/s1600-h/selby311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;" title="selby3" alt="selby3" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1iS70FhaUI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/CCZtrC92eJo/selby3_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="584" height="391" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My future apartment will look like this- plain white walls, but lots of colorful decorations and trinkets around to liven things up. It must be a great inspiration for Ben &amp;amp; Leyla.&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1iS8MLyKLI/AAAAAAAAAd8/ndttioiQ2kw/s1600-h/selby4%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;" title="selby4" alt="selby4" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1iS8sBskNI/AAAAAAAAAeA/44GLcszMESI/selby4_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" align="left" border="0" width="289" height="432" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1iS9C2OJhI/AAAAAAAAAeE/KXcM-yiLCUY/s1600-h/selby5%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;" title="selby5" alt="selby5" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1iS9lHFv_I/AAAAAAAAAeI/RI0ZSxTmU6U/selby5_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" align="right" border="0" width="289" height="432" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1iS91H3d5I/AAAAAAAAAeM/6Ws8sMcSCik/s1600-h/selby6%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1iS91H3d5I/AAAAAAAAAeM/6Ws8sMcSCik/s1600-h/selby6%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1iS-bu7vlI/AAAAAAAAAjY/nOIsQGpSKcc/s1600-h/selby61.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;" title="selby6" alt="selby6" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1iS-wR0DXI/AAAAAAAAAjk/_RiqtMff7Zg/selby6_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="584" height="391" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1iS_Yq9tZI/AAAAAAAAAjo/KYc9kWFZoPY/s1600-h/selby7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;" title="selby7" alt="selby7" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1iS_v47TCI/AAAAAAAAAjw/PSY8cwlapUA/selby7_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="584" height="391" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;  Also, I always feel inspired to paint a pink streak across my eyes whenever I see this. Hm. Wonder if we still have any face paint…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-8390428679690668506?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/8390428679690668506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/leyla-and-ben_21.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/8390428679690668506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/8390428679690668506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/leyla-and-ben_21.html' title='leyla and ben'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1iS6HLGaDI/AAAAAAAAAi0/iPhwkDKhvws/s72-c/selby2_thumb3.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-6501791675675971131</id><published>2010-01-19T18:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:29:27.644-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair accessories'/><title type='text'>clip clop</title><content type='html'>So a couple weeks (months? can't keep track of how fast things are moving) ago, I mentioned by &lt;a href="http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/ribbons-and-bows.html#comments"&gt;h&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/ribbons-and-bows.html#comments"&gt;air accessory obsession&lt;/a&gt;. Today I added to my collection with three new clips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Scrap fabric bow, made of a pretty peacock pattern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1Y2ousfEtI/AAAAAAAAAdc/NXRMj7Gevz4/s1600-h/pics+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1Y2ousfEtI/AAAAAAAAAdc/NXRMj7Gevz4/s400/pics+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428586474198995666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Babuska doll! Who shall be called Olia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1Y2fbfdRpI/AAAAAAAAAdE/uH6yThBeZAM/s1600-h/pics+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1Y2fbfdRpI/AAAAAAAAAdE/uH6yThBeZAM/s400/pics+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428586314425255570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) My personal favorite- origami fish! Made out of an old map.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1Y2fy_h9pI/AAAAAAAAAdU/CTs6PNuMtKo/s1600-h/pics+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1Y2fy_h9pI/AAAAAAAAAdU/CTs6PNuMtKo/s400/pics+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428586320733795986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1Y2fEeCaiI/AAAAAAAAAc8/u7o-cpUTTvk/s1600-h/pics+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1Y2fEeCaiI/AAAAAAAAAc8/u7o-cpUTTvk/s400/pics+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428586308245285410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the not so wordy post, I'm on a final studying schedule and just wanted to quickly share! Hope all of you are having splendid weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. After the last post a couple people asked me how I figured out how to edit my photos by changing around the html of my post.. I'm no expert, I googled to find what I needed. But I'd be happy to explain a few tricks in layman's terms for anyone interested- just email me at kaleidoscopekiki@gmail.com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-6501791675675971131?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/6501791675675971131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/clip-clop.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/6501791675675971131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/6501791675675971131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/clip-clop.html' title='clip clop'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1Y2ousfEtI/AAAAAAAAAdc/NXRMj7Gevz4/s72-c/pics+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-5046699951891173495</id><published>2010-01-17T12:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:29:22.132-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='actress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emily browning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrity'/><title type='text'>Emily Browning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1NACw3Cs7I/AAAAAAAAAck/DBRBnaRNZXc/s1600-h/em5%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;" title="em5" alt="em5" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1NADRKE1PI/AAAAAAAAAco/jfeq6enMbG0/em5_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" align="right" border="0" width="280" height="422" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1NAD0mxOKI/AAAAAAAAAcs/M9W-7rCn6EI/s1600-h/em1%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;" title="em1" alt="em1" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1NAETZ7T_I/AAAAAAAAAcw/N50ml2jMoGs/em1_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="280" height="422" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I'm not going to do a pop album anytime soon. I'm not going to dye my hair blonde and wear pink mini-skirts."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I've liked EB since I saw her in the Series of Unfortunate Events movie like.. five years ago? She's really pretty in a non-Hollywood way and seems quite down to earth. I hope she's in more movies soon. &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1NAEhYG8hI/AAAAAAAAAc0/UK42cDSKe3U/s1600-h/em2%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="em2" alt="em2" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1NAFNL5MNI/AAAAAAAAAc4/GEqFBVc_vfs/em2_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="354" height="201" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;P.S. I figured out how to edit my html to do fun photo resizing/placement, can you tell?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-5046699951891173495?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/5046699951891173495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/emily-browning_17.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/5046699951891173495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/5046699951891173495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/emily-browning_17.html' title='Emily Browning'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1NADRKE1PI/AAAAAAAAAco/jfeq6enMbG0/s72-c/em5_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-3523408571002389665</id><published>2010-01-16T09:18:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:29:02.621-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'>Marc Johns</title><content type='html'>Marc John's &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/marcjohns/"&gt;flickr stream&lt;/a&gt; always makes me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1G2Zd_wDKI/AAAAAAAAAag/_mv5JbVc-v4/s1600-h/marcjohns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1G2Zd_wDKI/AAAAAAAAAag/_mv5JbVc-v4/s1600/marcjohns.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427319574623161506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1G2Y2uCPgI/AAAAAAAAAaY/F43zV7kEoPM/s1600-h/marc+johns6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1G2Y2uCPgI/AAAAAAAAAaY/F43zV7kEoPM/s1600/marc+johns6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427319564079873538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1G2YvY9VNI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/3v-qWkzFngU/s1600-h/marc+johns5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1G2YvY9VNI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/3v-qWkzFngU/s800/marc+johns5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427319562112423122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1G2YduysGI/AAAAAAAAAaI/FHxMY1aeApg/s1600-h/marc+johns4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1G2YduysGI/AAAAAAAAAaI/FHxMY1aeApg/s1600/marc+johns4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427319557372162146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1G2YMV_fFI/AAAAAAAAAaA/QIj3fggCfSw/s1600-h/marc+johns3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1G2YMV_fFI/AAAAAAAAAaA/QIj3fggCfSw/s1600/marc+johns3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427319552704740434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1G3RWBWSII/AAAAAAAAAaw/357FYTdzn5k/s1600-h/marcjohns2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1G3RWBWSII/AAAAAAAAAaw/357FYTdzn5k/s1600/marcjohns2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427320534555052162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who would've thought you could pack so much happy onto a sticky note?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-3523408571002389665?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/3523408571002389665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/marc-johns.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/3523408571002389665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/3523408571002389665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/marc-johns.html' title='Marc Johns'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1G2Zd_wDKI/AAAAAAAAAag/_mv5JbVc-v4/s72-c/marcjohns.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-8536094147644215252</id><published>2010-01-15T14:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:28:55.905-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><title type='text'>I am.</title><content type='html'>Eating: Raspberry white chocolate yogurt, it's delicious yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling: almost okay, tired, happy my algebra exam is over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying: to crochet unsuccessfully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liking: lists, clementines, big rings, dusk particles in the sunlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing: I were a stunt acrobat and could play the double bass again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening: To Mood Indigo by Duke Ellington&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.odeo.com/flash/audio_player_standard_black.swf" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="valid_sample_rate=true&amp;amp;external_url=http://www.mydatanest.com/files/indigosnow/48231_uuy0r/05%20Mood%20Indigo.mp3" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="300" height="52"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-8536094147644215252?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/8536094147644215252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am_15.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/8536094147644215252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/8536094147644215252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am_15.html' title='I am.'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-8441648320052964244</id><published>2010-01-13T16:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:28:47.416-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='word of the week on wednesday'/><title type='text'>WOWW #4</title><content type='html'>Okay, so, today's word of the week on Wednesday is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VEXATIOUS&lt;/span&gt;- vex&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;·a&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;·tious&lt;br /&gt;1. full of disorder or stress: troubled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, this week so far has been very vexatious because I...&lt;br /&gt;- got a 72% on a government test that would have gotten me an A for the semester had I done well on it&lt;br /&gt;- can't tolerate my family&lt;br /&gt;- have to study for my five exams, which start on Friday&lt;br /&gt;- can't concentrate on said studying&lt;br /&gt;- am finding it hard to even think of things to put on this list&lt;br /&gt;- rawr&lt;br /&gt;- grrrr&lt;br /&gt;- gsfg;lfksg;lskfg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-8441648320052964244?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/8441648320052964244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/woww-4.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/8441648320052964244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/8441648320052964244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/woww-4.html' title='WOWW #4'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-4578068192410415527</id><published>2010-01-11T16:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:28:41.441-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childhood'/><title type='text'>blast from the past</title><content type='html'>So on the first day of sixth grade (when I was almost eleven, for you non-Americans), every kid had to fill out this "time capsule" questionare about our interests, friends, family, etc. Then the teachers stored them for us until we were done with eighth grade (age thirteen) so we could see how much we'd changed. When I first got my questionare back I kind of just shrugged it off, but I've just found it again two years later and think it's hilarious! Seriously there were tears rolling down my face after reading some of these. And I just wanted to share, hope it makes someone smile. I'm going to try and keep as many of the original spelling errors as possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Name:&lt;/span&gt; Caroline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favorite color:&lt;/span&gt; Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favorite food:&lt;/span&gt; Chinese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favorite movie/TV star:&lt;/span&gt; Hilary Duff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favorite music group/singer: &lt;/span&gt;Carrie Underwood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best friend:&lt;/span&gt; Lynn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favorite store:&lt;/span&gt; Limited Too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I grow up I want to be a(n):&lt;/span&gt; geologist or interior designer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are your most cherished possesions and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My cat because I got more responsibilitys when I got her&lt;br /&gt;- My ballet slippers because they show that I can dance with grace&lt;br /&gt;- My cello because it's great to play an instrument&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I get angry when:&lt;/span&gt; my family ignores me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My idea of a good time is:&lt;/span&gt; when I'm with my friends and time fly because I'm having fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wish my parents knew:&lt;/span&gt; I'm mad at them for making me move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hope I'll never:&lt;/span&gt; be held back in school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I had one wish, it would be for:&lt;/span&gt; a chance to sing with Carrie Underwood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I often worry about:&lt;/span&gt; people talking about me behind my back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wish people wouldn't:&lt;/span&gt; hurt animals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I finish high school:&lt;/span&gt; I want to get a full ride college scholarship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My best friends would say that...&lt;/span&gt; I'm shy when meeting new people but when I'm with my friends, I braver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The most important thing in my life is...&lt;/span&gt; to try to do my best so I can strive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, "so I can strive"? WHAT DOES THAT MEAN? Obviously times have changed a lot (I promise I'm not obsessed with Carrie Underwood anymore). But some things have stayed exactly the same over five years. Overall I'm just happy I got a little chance to reminisce!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now question for you: When you were little, what did you want to be when you grew up?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-4578068192410415527?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/4578068192410415527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/blast-from-past.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/4578068192410415527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/4578068192410415527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/blast-from-past.html' title='blast from the past'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-106585767616450580</id><published>2010-01-09T10:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:28:33.186-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Samantha Everton</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://samanthaeverton.com/"&gt;Samantha Everton&lt;/a&gt;- Vintage Dolls. So surreal and haunting but rather funny at the same time. Yes yes yes indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0iWS_vRwHI/AAAAAAAAAYo/XowWcr7VAB4/s1600-h/sam1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 369px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0iWS_vRwHI/AAAAAAAAAYo/XowWcr7VAB4/s400/sam1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424751004259303538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0iWlMfW8zI/AAAAAAAAAZY/76Ebl_E9wtU/s1600-h/sam6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 342px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0iWlMfW8zI/AAAAAAAAAZY/76Ebl_E9wtU/s400/sam6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424751316919841586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0iWT0l7pmI/AAAAAAAAAZA/m_yqV4Rus7I/s1600-h/sam4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 327px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0iWT0l7pmI/AAAAAAAAAZA/m_yqV4Rus7I/s400/sam4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424751018447185506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0iWTnXN9nI/AAAAAAAAAY4/tst39YCMU6U/s1600-h/sam3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 333px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0iWTnXN9nI/AAAAAAAAAY4/tst39YCMU6U/s400/sam3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424751014895810162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0iWk2no9_I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/wUWNWC7cuq0/s1600-h/sam5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 333px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0iWk2no9_I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/wUWNWC7cuq0/s400/sam5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424751311048996850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0iWTUPXCGI/AAAAAAAAAYw/YiwBGUDePM4/s1600-h/sam2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 369px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0iWTUPXCGI/AAAAAAAAAYw/YiwBGUDePM4/s400/sam2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424751009762576482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I actually like photoshoots with children as the subjects a lot more than ones with adults. Themes are always a lot more impressive when they're shown through a kid's imaginative perspective.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-106585767616450580?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/106585767616450580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/samantha-everton.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/106585767616450580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/106585767616450580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/samantha-everton.html' title='Samantha Everton'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0iWS_vRwHI/AAAAAAAAAYo/XowWcr7VAB4/s72-c/sam1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-5322096521026209859</id><published>2010-01-07T20:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:28:13.687-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='award'/><title type='text'>original titles are for squares</title><content type='html'>Okay so I got tagged for this award like forever ago and am going to post it right now! My brain is too fried from school (week before exams bleh) to think of anything else original.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0Zh6eOu2hI/AAAAAAAAAYg/AcNKBYpjEsA/s1600-h/award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px; display: block; height: 155px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424130458389502482" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0Zh6eOu2hI/AAAAAAAAAYg/AcNKBYpjEsA/s400/award.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks very much to &lt;a href="http://teganontoast.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tegan&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://suigenerissonny.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sarah&lt;/a&gt; for tagging me! I can now rest assured knowing that I'm a haute mess. Now seven things (why is it always seven?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I probably find it a bit too amusing that the names of my taggers are Tegan and Sarah, OMG like the band Tegan and Sarah!&lt;br /&gt;2. I have a "necklace" of moles on my neck and a birthmark in my left temple, I love it.&lt;br /&gt;3. I just ate a delicious pumpkin ginger cupcake, which can be seen on my &lt;a href="http://operationicing.blogspot.com/"&gt;cupcake blog&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;4. Today I decided that I'd like a pet sloth. They seem very cuddly and warm, minus the whole sharp claw thing.&lt;br /&gt;5. When I was younger I totally hated being white because most of my friends were Asian. I wanted to be Japanese SO BAD I cried.&lt;br /&gt;6. I am queen at dance dance revolution for PS2.&lt;br /&gt;7. My favorite number is 7 because when you multiply it by 3 you get 21. This somehow makes it a good number to my brain, even though I don't like 21 that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm supposed to tag people for this now, but it started soo long ago I bet almost everyone's had it so far. If you haven't though, take it because I want to read your seven things!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-5322096521026209859?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/5322096521026209859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/original-titles-are-for-squares.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/5322096521026209859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/5322096521026209859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/original-titles-are-for-squares.html' title='original titles are for squares'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0Zh6eOu2hI/AAAAAAAAAYg/AcNKBYpjEsA/s72-c/award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-741840257349405495</id><published>2010-01-04T16:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:28:08.890-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new years&apos;'/><title type='text'>slightly late resolutions post!</title><content type='html'>Or I should say non-resolution post. I don't really like the idea of new year's resolutions, because if you pick anything too specific, it often sets you up for failure. Plus, you always end up accomplishing a lot throughout the year that you couldn't have predicted earlier, so it doesn't matter if you don't complete the resolutions you made in January. I guess if I had to pick a goal for 2010 it would just be to be happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've decided to restart my project 365. I randomly started my first around May of 2009 and really enjoyed it for a while. But then my life got a lot busier and more hectic, so I had a hard time taking pictures that really showed what I was capable of, photography-wise. And often times I wouldn't have time to upload my pictures until weeks after I'd taken them, which lead to me being overly stressed about which picture I took on which day and how a lot of them actually sucked. In other words, it stopped being fun for me. So I quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm starting fresh in 2010, with a goal of uploading a picture to the computer every day to make sure I know which day I took it. And I'm going to make a flickr album that will hopefully motivate me to keep uploading. I'd be very happy to hear if anyone else is starting their own 365 Project!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and while I'm at it, I suppose I'll share a couple of my favorite pictures from the uncompleted project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0JI-_Jdc8I/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ser_XaXoVkg/s1600-h/%2303+april15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0JI-_Jdc8I/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ser_XaXoVkg/s400/%2303+april15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422977148247700418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0JJoM_ZCVI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/K4_9dmbPXA8/s1600-h/%23150+september8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0JJoM_ZCVI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/K4_9dmbPXA8/s400/%23150+september8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422977856338200914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0JI_LdQDaI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Q4-h3fGBEHA/s1600-h/%2326+may27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0JI_LdQDaI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Q4-h3fGBEHA/s400/%2326+may27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422977151551933858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0JJAU7e2QI/AAAAAAAAAX4/2zlYmfSBXbA/s1600-h/%23109+july29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0JJAU7e2QI/AAAAAAAAAX4/2zlYmfSBXbA/s400/%23109+july29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422977171274520834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0JI_k9zksI/AAAAAAAAAXo/VTVog-iK-ok/s1600-h/%2339+may20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0JI_k9zksI/AAAAAAAAAXo/VTVog-iK-ok/s400/%2339+may20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422977158399365826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0JJoSHvhlI/AAAAAAAAAYY/7yGmdocACdg/s1600-h/%23165+september23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0JJoSHvhlI/AAAAAAAAAYY/7yGmdocACdg/s400/%23165+september23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422977857715406418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0JJAMX9vuI/AAAAAAAAAXw/9RJQcjWwY4k/s1600-h/%2355+june5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0JJAMX9vuI/AAAAAAAAAXw/9RJQcjWwY4k/s400/%2355+june5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422977168978067170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0JJnXstjAI/AAAAAAAAAYA/YTMCkP_553E/s1600-h/%23115+august4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0JJnXstjAI/AAAAAAAAAYA/YTMCkP_553E/s400/%23115+august4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422977842032774146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0JJnhaRl0I/AAAAAAAAAYI/NkECz9U3GSA/s1600-h/%23129+august18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0JJnhaRl0I/AAAAAAAAAYI/NkECz9U3GSA/s400/%23129+august18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422977844639799106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're all having fantastic 2010s so far. If any of you have made resolutions, what are they?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-741840257349405495?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/741840257349405495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/slightly-late-resolutions-post.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/741840257349405495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/741840257349405495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/slightly-late-resolutions-post.html' title='slightly late resolutions post!'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0JI-_Jdc8I/AAAAAAAAAXY/Ser_XaXoVkg/s72-c/%2303+april15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-7431181862913996145</id><published>2010-01-03T12:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:27:55.132-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nebraska'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi hi, got home from Nebraska very late last night and am still not entirely coherent. Meaning it's list time! Things I did in Nebraska:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Ate lots of chocolate chip cookies&lt;br /&gt;2.) Got thoroughly creeped out by this doll in my bedroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0DH7lqEc5I/AAAAAAAAAXI/qrYLxZXZezg/s1600-h/pics+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0DH7lqEc5I/AAAAAAAAAXI/qrYLxZXZezg/s400/pics+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422553777888850834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3.) Tried very very hard to avoid drama with grandparents by not replying to controversial topics and smiling at their backhanded compliments&lt;br /&gt;4.) Stopped trying to avoid drama with grandparents when they referred to one man as "that Mexican" and another as "a negro". And oh yes also when they said Kiki was a childish name.&lt;br /&gt;5.) Read two novels&lt;br /&gt;6.) Felt as if my brain was melting from boredom and lack of activity&lt;br /&gt;7.) Witnessed sub-zero temperatures for about three minutes to show the vibrant social scene of the town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0DJQ3sMIjI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/oXgFXHHPNtI/s1600-h/IMG_2287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0DJQ3sMIjI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/oXgFXHHPNtI/s400/IMG_2287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422555243018461746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8.) Slept a total of 25 hours in 6 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that I'm home, I'm going to:&lt;br /&gt;1.) Make a bunch of hairbows&lt;br /&gt;2.) Watch Matilda&lt;br /&gt;3.) Bake cupcakes&lt;br /&gt;4.) Not think about school tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-7431181862913996145?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/7431181862913996145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/hi-hi-got-home-from-nebraska-very-late.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/7431181862913996145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/7431181862913996145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2010/01/hi-hi-got-home-from-nebraska-very-late.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S0DH7lqEc5I/AAAAAAAAAXI/qrYLxZXZezg/s72-c/pics+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-2163964520873415677</id><published>2009-12-28T08:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:27:35.180-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nebraska'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SzimZrLUf7I/AAAAAAAAAXA/tM4L0UCaXIM/s1600-h/plane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SzimZrLUf7I/AAAAAAAAAXA/tM4L0UCaXIM/s400/plane.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420265111557537714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi my dears. In about an hour I'm leaving for the airport to go to Nebraska, where I'm spending the rest of my break. The reason is that I'm going is to visit my grandparents, and if you think that I'd be happy to see them after going two years without it, you'd be wrong. By way of a vague explanation, my grandparents and I disagree on almost everything. But I guess that's how it should work, seeing that I've grown up in the middle of the U.S.'s most diverse city and they've spent their whole lives in a town in the middle of nowhere with a population of 1200. I always start these trips trying to avoid any drama, but forget it after they insult my views enough. They just have this idea of the way it's "supposed to be" and get really pissed off at me when I act like an "elite northerner" (yeah they've actually used those words). And I just learned that my dad told them a couple of things about my past that I didn't want him to.. it's not like I was pregnant or in jail or anything, but it's things that I didn't want told to my grandparents who don't really care about me and are definitely going to change the atmosphere of my whole visit. So I know it's going to be a horrible trip, I'm just trying to figure out ways to keep it from getting even worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt I'll be able to post in NE, and if I am I doubt I'll have anything to post about. But then again I could be totally wrong, my grandparents could let me blog and be totally supportive and understanding of me and this trip could be the best ever! Pigs could fly or whatever. I still am not setting my expectations too high though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're all enjoying your winter breaks! I really really appreciate all the new comments and will be commenting back as soon as I have time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-2163964520873415677?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/2163964520873415677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/hi-my-dears.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/2163964520873415677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/2163964520873415677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/hi-my-dears.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SzimZrLUf7I/AAAAAAAAAXA/tM4L0UCaXIM/s72-c/plane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-5840369635141633017</id><published>2009-12-26T02:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:27:25.526-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shadow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>the day after</title><content type='html'>Afternoon dears, hope you all had spectacular Christmases. I definitely did! It was nice to see everyone in my family so happy. Even my cat shared the looove by sitting on my lap, for the first time ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SzZVDhGbdDI/AAAAAAAAAWY/d94l452Tz5M/s1600-h/IMG_2120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SzZVDhGbdDI/AAAAAAAAAWY/d94l452Tz5M/s400/IMG_2120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419612720500274226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also, my father is a dork who enjoys wearing Christmas light necklaces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SzZVD1bCjmI/AAAAAAAAAWg/sfF7KudhUEA/s1600-h/IMG_2124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SzZVD1bCjmI/AAAAAAAAAWg/sfF7KudhUEA/s400/IMG_2124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419612725955432034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After opening presents we basically just cooked all morning and afternoon until dinner was ready. Lots of baked squash and gingerbread cake were eaten. Then we got to play with our presents! I didn't get that many this year because I didn't ask for that many, which is fine by me. But a few of my favorites are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wii Fit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SzZV364NoUI/AAAAAAAAAW4/VUsd9QCiVyc/s1600-h/wii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SzZV364NoUI/AAAAAAAAAW4/VUsd9QCiVyc/s400/wii.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419613620773167426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's so fun and addicting, even if it's a bit rude sometimes. It said my fitness age was 36, not nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sealing wax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SzZVoGsK5YI/AAAAAAAAAWw/uhemSmPfYN0/s1600-h/pics+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SzZVoGsK5YI/AAAAAAAAAWw/uhemSmPfYN0/s400/pics+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419613349065975170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Am I the only person who thinks that this is the coolest thing ever? So antique and nostalgic. I'm bringing back the art of letter writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This skirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SzZVnrY0iFI/AAAAAAAAAWo/MO95sudlBj8/s1600-h/pics+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SzZVnrY0iFI/AAAAAAAAAWo/MO95sudlBj8/s400/pics+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419613341737060434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I said before, I couldn't really think of much I wanted this year, so I just gave my mom the link to my Etsy favorites page. She picked out this skirt and another necklace, excellent choices. The color combination on the skirt is sooo perfect, she knows me well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm left with that sinking feeling I get every year after Christmas is over, so I'm trying to stay distracted. If any of you want to tell me how your Christmases went that would be great, I'd love to read them!&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/5332234154400472803-5840369635141633017?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/5840369635141633017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-after.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/5840369635141633017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/5840369635141633017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-after.html' title='the day after'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SzZVDhGbdDI/AAAAAAAAAWY/d94l452Tz5M/s72-c/IMG_2120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-460326473876537805</id><published>2009-12-24T17:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:27:08.528-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advent calendar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>advent calendar adventures!</title><content type='html'>Hi blog land, merry Christmas eve! Today's post is going to be about the advent calendar that my sister and I share. Each part of it was handmade by my grandfather, down to the tiny little ornaments and shingles. He gave it to us about eight years ago, I think, back when he didn't have arthritic hands and wasn't as.. up tight, as he is now. I shouldn't have waited until the 24th for this post, since this advent calendar is one of my favorite parts of Christmas and has a lot of memories behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SzPXwudD6hI/AAAAAAAAAVY/jxj3QdzrzdU/s1600-h/pics+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SzPXwudD6hI/AAAAAAAAAVY/jxj3QdzrzdU/s400/pics+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418912008760453650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SzPXxd689tI/AAAAAAAAAVo/vSoDfVLny50/s1600-h/pics+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SzPXxd689tI/AAAAAAAAAVo/vSoDfVLny50/s400/pics+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418912021502293714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SzPXxIZEOeI/AAAAAAAAAVg/v-Wt33MA3EI/s1600-h/pics+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SzPXxIZEOeI/AAAAAAAAAVg/v-Wt33MA3EI/s400/pics+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418912015723018722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time my mom fills the drawers with your typical Christmas chocolates and mints, but on some days she puts little notes in them that give clues as to where our treats are hiding. Today I got a note which said, "Could Ponce de Leon have been right? Let's go see..." So that left me thinking, What? Who? Who is Ponce de Leon? But then I remembered that a couple years ago when we went to Florida, we learned that de Leon was this Spanish guy who founded Florida while looking for T&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fountain_of_Youth"&gt;he Fountain of Youth&lt;/a&gt;. My mom and I refused to buy a bottle of water that was supposedly from the fountain at the gift shop; instead we were rebels and bottled our own directly from the fountain. And under the bottle is where I found...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SzPZEraXtOI/AAAAAAAAAVw/bgVb6T2EkFo/s1600-h/pics+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SzPZEraXtOI/AAAAAAAAAVw/bgVb6T2EkFo/s400/pics+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418913451052872930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next clue! It said, "It's a little too squishy under here. I think I'll go check out the radiant horologe instead. Look down to find me." This meant I actually had to get out a dictionary to find out that a horologe is a time keeping device. Which led me to this atrocious sun clock left over from when my dad was in college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SzPZE-NP8LI/AAAAAAAAAV4/yJFnh3srn5Y/s1600-h/pics+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SzPZE-NP8LI/AAAAAAAAAV4/yJFnh3srn5Y/s400/pics+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418913456098111666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the clock is where I found my last clue, which said, "You know, I'm really in the mood for some tubers. Let me check out their usual stoarage area. I'll be lurking in the dark, waiting for you." And I knew that tubers = root vegetables, so look what was waiting for me in the sweet potatoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SzPdXSW6gII/AAAAAAAAAWQ/71EimwUnRRk/s1600-h/snowman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SzPdXSW6gII/AAAAAAAAAWQ/71EimwUnRRk/s400/snowman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418918168791515266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha. I love my mumma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously doubt that I'll be posting tomorrow, I want to spend the day with my family and not the computer. Wishing you all very merry Christmases, hope Santa gives you lots of surprises!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-460326473876537805?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/460326473876537805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/advent-calendar-adventures.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/460326473876537805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/460326473876537805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/advent-calendar-adventures.html' title='advent calendar adventures!'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SzPXwudD6hI/AAAAAAAAAVY/jxj3QdzrzdU/s72-c/pics+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-8153316778455629455</id><published>2009-12-23T18:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:26:50.009-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='word of the week on wednesday'/><title type='text'>WOWW #3</title><content type='html'>Yeahhh you guys, it's that time again! That time being Wednesday. Meaning that this post is &lt;a href="http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/word-of-week-on-wednesday.html#comments"&gt;Word of the Week on Wednesday&lt;/a&gt;. This week's word is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TINTINNABULATION- &lt;/span&gt;tin&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;·tin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;·nab&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;·u&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;·la&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;·tion. n.&lt;br /&gt;1. the ringing or sound of bells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;2. a jingling or tinkling sound as if of bells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know where I heard/read this word, it's just been floating around in my head for the longest time and I love it! It's so fun to say and fits perfectly in the whole Christmas theme. As in, "The tintinnabulation of the keys in my pocket reminds me of the bells on Santa's sleigh that will be flying over my house in only two days!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SzKYd51WW5I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/UWOZw4pGklo/s1600-h/bells3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SzKYd51WW5I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/UWOZw4pGklo/s400/bells3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418560941188340626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SzKYdwuCRBI/AAAAAAAAAVI/2WNdo_eh--c/s1600-h/bells1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SzKYdwuCRBI/AAAAAAAAAVI/2WNdo_eh--c/s400/bells1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418560938741744658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yay. Hope you've all been feeling the Christmas spirit and eating lots of gingerbread!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-8153316778455629455?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/8153316778455629455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/woww-3_23.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/8153316778455629455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/8153316778455629455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/woww-3_23.html' title='WOWW #3'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SzKYd51WW5I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/UWOZw4pGklo/s72-c/bells3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-849304946272154967</id><published>2009-12-21T17:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:26:24.399-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair accessories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>do hedgehogs hibernate?</title><content type='html'>Hello hello, today I had a snow day since we got about two and a half feet of snow on Saturday, yipee! And yes, a snow day was actually necessary because unlike everyone else in the WORLD, I don't get to start my Christmas break until the 24th. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a soopa cozy weekend, consisting mostly of playing Christmas carol cello-flute duets with my mom, baking, reading, and otherwise being lazy. For my friends' presents, I made &lt;a href="http://www.recipezaar.com/Toasted-Almond-Cherry-Chocolate-Bark-166044"&gt;toasted almond and cherry chocolate bark&lt;/a&gt; and caramel popcorn balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sy_uBU5EMgI/AAAAAAAAAUw/WdjAXzbfdGE/s1600-h/bark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sy_uBU5EMgI/AAAAAAAAAUw/WdjAXzbfdGE/s400/bark.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417810583305335298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this hedgehog hair clip too! LOVE hedgies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sy_uB-cWzDI/AAAAAAAAAU4/u1d_T-eHzWY/s1600-h/pics+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sy_uB-cWzDI/AAAAAAAAAU4/u1d_T-eHzWY/s400/pics+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417810594459208754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sy_uCIUBh6I/AAAAAAAAAVA/BPkuOHZrPq8/s1600-h/pics+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sy_uCIUBh6I/AAAAAAAAAVA/BPkuOHZrPq8/s400/pics+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417810597108615074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaand I have a tumblr now. &lt;a href="http://indiglow.tumblr.com/"&gt;Here!&lt;/a&gt; I'm not sure how much I'll use it; it's just that sometimes there are things that I want to share without many words that I would feel weird about posting on blogger. But anyway, if any of you have tumblrs, follow me pleaseee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy almost-Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-849304946272154967?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/849304946272154967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/do-hedgehogs-hibernate.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/849304946272154967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/849304946272154967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/do-hedgehogs-hibernate.html' title='do hedgehogs hibernate?'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sy_uBU5EMgI/AAAAAAAAAUw/WdjAXzbfdGE/s72-c/bark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-6920948702794393581</id><published>2009-12-19T10:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:26:15.853-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>let it snow let it snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SyzgBEZmbNI/AAAAAAAAAUo/GhecX5z5shU/s1600-h/pics+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SyzgBEZmbNI/AAAAAAAAAUo/GhecX5z5shU/s400/pics+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416950760785472722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SyzgA6yIBXI/AAAAAAAAAUg/EJlF3Jh9KRc/s1600-h/pics+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SyzgA6yIBXI/AAAAAAAAAUg/EJlF3Jh9KRc/s400/pics+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416950758203983218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bonjour. Sorry for extreme lack of posting/commenting lately. This past week was really draining school-wise and I just wasn't feeling too creative. But! Today I'm in a really good mood because, as I'm writing this in my bed, it's a snowin outside! Snows days are preferable on weekdays, yes, but they're still so cozy on weekends too. My parents don't like to drive when there's snow on the roads, so I'm going to stay home all weekend. My to do list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;have a baking extravaganza with my mom and sister to make yummy gifts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;make a tumblr&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;study for AP government test (hahahahahahahahaha)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;craft some new hair clips&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;build a snowman&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;drink hot cocoa with a candy cane straw&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;listen to Christmas carols nonstop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;practice my origami&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;We might get up to two feet and it's supposed to "thunder snow" later today. Very curious to see what that's like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-6920948702794393581?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/6920948702794393581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/bonjour.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/6920948702794393581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/6920948702794393581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/bonjour.html' title='let it snow let it snow'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SyzgBEZmbNI/AAAAAAAAAUo/GhecX5z5shU/s72-c/pics+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-9068918538791231702</id><published>2009-12-15T18:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:26:03.519-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='project'/><title type='text'>The one with Odysseus and stuff</title><content type='html'>So in my English class, we're reading the Odyssey (which I actually don't hate!) and were assigned to make a visual representation of one of the books. My friends and I chose to make a movie out of Book 22, Slaughter in the Hall.  We actually planned for it to turn out really professionally, but we didn't take into account how hard it is to memorize a script and play thirty characters with five actors. And film everything within four hours. And not leave out any really important scenes.  And not die from laughter in the middle of filming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've set your expectations so high, enjoy! Oh and just something to keep in mind to help keep characters straight: Most of the time, the suitors have black beards/staches and Odysseus's side has brown. Except for Odysseus, who always has black. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jvu_m-Z97OE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jvu_m-Z97OE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha I swear I don't sound like that normally. I am such a horrible actress! But at least we did a good job on those outtakes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-9068918538791231702?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/9068918538791231702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-with-odysseus-and-stuff.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/9068918538791231702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/9068918538791231702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-with-odysseus-and-stuff.html' title='The one with Odysseus and stuff'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-8297634906473714638</id><published>2009-12-13T14:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:25:46.700-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweater'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><title type='text'>old sweater</title><content type='html'>I like clothes with stories behind them. I guess that most of my wardrobe is made of mass produced, brand name clothing, but I have a few pieces that are really meaningful. Case in point, this sweater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SyUsMfo8qgI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/ugW8PtXbFk4/s1600-h/pics+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SyUsMfo8qgI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/ugW8PtXbFk4/s400/pics+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414782720146188802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SyUsMjxGE6I/AAAAAAAAAUY/0QnZfdo3rgk/s1600-h/pics+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SyUsMjxGE6I/AAAAAAAAAUY/0QnZfdo3rgk/s400/pics+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414782721254101922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SyUsMMM5TxI/AAAAAAAAAUI/FlyXRuZNZ9E/s1600-h/pics+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SyUsMMM5TxI/AAAAAAAAAUI/FlyXRuZNZ9E/s400/pics+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414782714928254738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was going through my closet, trying to avoid wearing 'the usual' when I came across it. My great grandma brought it back from Scotland for my eight year old mom, many many many years ago. Then after my mom outgrew it, she kept it to give to me when I was about eight. I loved the pattern and color of it when I first got it and wore it a lot, until it became too awkwardly small. I'd forgotten about it until this morning, and I realized that it's now the perfect size for me to wear as a cropped sweater. Made my day! And now it's my turn to keep it and pass it on to my daughter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-8297634906473714638?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/8297634906473714638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/old-sweater_819.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/8297634906473714638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/8297634906473714638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/old-sweater_819.html' title='old sweater'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SyUsMfo8qgI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/ugW8PtXbFk4/s72-c/pics+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-8682915664821200816</id><published>2009-12-12T09:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:25:32.535-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>because making lists is fun</title><content type='html'>The bookmarks tab of my browser is obese. I'm really quick to bookmark any webpage that I like, and I sort all of them into categories like cute, pretty, happy, musical, and artsy. Lately so many bookmarks have built up that I have trouble finding which page I'm looking for, but I can't bring myself to just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;delete &lt;/span&gt;the old ones! That would hurt their feelings, I can't just let them become forgotten because they're a few months old! So now I'm going to share a random selection from the 'cute' folder to reassure myself that even though I'm going to delete them, they aren't left out because now like 20 people are going to look at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Vintage flower plates, which would look perfect in the kitchen of my future apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=26316936"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SyOobG6BL4I/AAAAAAAAASQ/aubidve39Ms/s400/cute3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414356360693362562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Hello Kitty waffles! I wonder if it's too late to add a HK waffle maker to my Christmas list..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jenniferwhitehead/369142488/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SyOoanKaomI/AAAAAAAAASA/GocABNBalC0/s400/cute1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414356352172204642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Sugar cookie beads? Ahhhhh soooo adorable! Gets me in the book for baking real cookies too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=36628897"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SyOobaanEjI/AAAAAAAAASY/JWAksjTRFtE/s400/cute4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414356365930336818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Hedgehog notebook. Hedgehogs are the best, I think they're actually my favorite animal now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=35032541&amp;amp;ref=sr_gallery_1&amp;amp;&amp;amp;ga_search_query=hedgehog+notepad&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_page=&amp;amp;includes%5B%5D=tags&amp;amp;includes%5B%5D=title"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SyOobafjMCI/AAAAAAAAASg/y9eaD4-njhk/s400/cute5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414356365951053858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Tangerine shoes. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=35922904&amp;amp;ref=sr_gallery_4&amp;amp;&amp;amp;ga_search_query=tangerine+shoes&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_page=&amp;amp;includes%5B%5D=tags&amp;amp;includes%5B%5D=title"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SyOoa0Pxz_I/AAAAAAAAASI/dfDELastX6w/s400/cute2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414356355684356082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Holiday dollhouse. I wish I had tried to make dollhouses when I was younger, it seems like a really good way to spend childhood to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/47582661@N00/319194389/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SyOqq1VHcqI/AAAAAAAAASo/54cJzahBrxU/s400/cute8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414358829876343458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I feel better now. And my internet will probably run a bit faster too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-8682915664821200816?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/8682915664821200816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/because-making-lists-is-fun.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/8682915664821200816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/8682915664821200816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/because-making-lists-is-fun.html' title='because making lists is fun'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SyOobG6BL4I/AAAAAAAAASQ/aubidve39Ms/s72-c/cute3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-5590503083918533903</id><published>2009-12-09T19:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:25:11.090-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='word of the week on wednesday'/><title type='text'>WOWW #2</title><content type='html'>Yesss friends, it's time for &lt;a href="http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/word-of-week-on-wednesday.html"&gt;Word of the Week on Wendesday&lt;/a&gt; part 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's word, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kira-kira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, is actually Japanese for 'glittering'. I learned it when I was ten or so from the book by the same title by Cynthia Kadohata. The main character in the book uses kira-kira to describe everything she likes or thinks is pretty, and now I do the same. Snow, stars, blue pens, and wrapping paper are all kira-kira. And to me, people can also be kira-kira, or have kira-kira laughs and smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SyBBhqL8LLI/AAAAAAAAARY/EaEGFd0QSmw/s1600-h/suntea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SyBBhqL8LLI/AAAAAAAAARY/EaEGFd0QSmw/s400/suntea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413398798615194802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SyBBhaKvTlI/AAAAAAAAARQ/i7rqYHVcdD8/s1600-h/stars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SyBBhaKvTlI/AAAAAAAAARQ/i7rqYHVcdD8/s400/stars.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413398794315189842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SyBB8myMYZI/AAAAAAAAARo/MPAUcKRN1HE/s1600-h/a+and+k+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SyBB8myMYZI/AAAAAAAAARo/MPAUcKRN1HE/s400/a+and+k+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413399261558366610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SyBB3Z4LB0I/AAAAAAAAARg/khL7V5EyzRc/s1600-h/tree.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SyBB3Z4LB0I/AAAAAAAAARg/khL7V5EyzRc/s400/tree.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413399172194436930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SyBCYKACtII/AAAAAAAAARw/J70wtKqbww4/s1600-h/thread.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SyBCYKACtII/AAAAAAAAARw/J70wtKqbww4/s400/thread.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413399734868161666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SyBDeuCQRYI/AAAAAAAAAR4/jZV81_P3ZNY/s1600-h/books.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SyBDeuCQRYI/AAAAAAAAAR4/jZV81_P3ZNY/s400/books.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413400947131958658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd probably be using this word completely wrong if I were speaking Japanese.. for example, old books probably shouldn't be kira-kira because they're not glittering, but I sort of think of them of as glittering in personality. The way I use it just seems to fit a lot of things in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-5590503083918533903?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/5590503083918533903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/woww-2.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/5590503083918533903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/5590503083918533903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/woww-2.html' title='WOWW #2'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SyBBhqL8LLI/AAAAAAAAARY/EaEGFd0QSmw/s72-c/suntea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-8846352748683344877</id><published>2009-12-07T15:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:25:04.525-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conversations'/><title type='text'>canon</title><content type='html'>The last phone conversation I had with my grandfather went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandad: So Caroline, I've been cleaning out my attic these days.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh. Why?&lt;br /&gt;Grandad: Well I'll be dead soon you know and...&lt;br /&gt;Me: GRANDAD!&lt;br /&gt;Grandad: Ah ah, I'll be dead soon you know and I want to decide who I'm giving my belongings to so they're less of a burden later.&lt;br /&gt;Me: ...Okay?&lt;br /&gt;Grandad: So I'm going to send  you a package of something I found up there that might help you with school.&lt;br /&gt;Me: A Christmas present?&lt;br /&gt;Grandad: No, don't wait until Christmas to open it, you'll probably be disappointed anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Um. Cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes that was rather a troubling conversation, but then again pretty much all my conversations with him sound like that. The box came for me in the mail today, and from my grandad's description I was expecting like, you know, an encyclopedia or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sx1j1BcaVmI/AAAAAAAAARI/ZFCBORDwN9I/s1600-h/pics+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sx1j1BcaVmI/AAAAAAAAARI/ZFCBORDwN9I/s400/pics+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412592089741022818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wrong! It's a 1980 Canon AE-1! I was so excited when I opened the box that I just twirled around in circles. I know it's not the greatest camera ever, but it's in really good condition and is perfect for me because I'm still a beginner. And my photography class at school only has five cameras to loan out to twenty five students, so now I don't have to wait to take pictures until I can borrow a camera. Hooray! What a nice Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: Send grandfather a really nice thank you note.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-8846352748683344877?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/8846352748683344877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/canon.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/8846352748683344877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/8846352748683344877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/canon.html' title='canon'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sx1j1BcaVmI/AAAAAAAAARI/ZFCBORDwN9I/s72-c/pics+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-4851914510273546122</id><published>2009-12-06T09:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:24:45.471-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair accessories'/><title type='text'>ribbons and bows</title><content type='html'>I like my hair, most of the time. It's a nice chocolate brown color, with big soft waves. And it's shiny. It won't straighten without getting fried, or get blown dry without frizzing, but it puts up with being twisted, braided and pulled back with one of my many clips or headbands almost every day. Thanks hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of my collection (I'm rather disturbed that I can't remember where I put the other part when I was painting my room):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxvEOq56uUI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/VN4psY2mATc/s1600-h/pics+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxvEOq56uUI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/VN4psY2mATc/s400/pics+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412135133530208578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rule for hair accessories goes like this: If it's anything you can stick in your hair (but it's not actually sticky), there is a 99.9% chance that I'll love it. For example, today I'm wearing a paper crane clip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxvEOKJPsMI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/1fNAhP2kBNI/s1600-h/pics+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxvEOKJPsMI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/1fNAhP2kBNI/s400/pics+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412135124736127170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I used to be really self conscious about wearing things like that in public, I thought people would judge me. But now I've gotten over it, because I always get complimented by random cashiers and grandmothers and women walking their dogs (true story).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you've all been enjoying your weekends and such. I think I shall go play in the snow now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-4851914510273546122?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/4851914510273546122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/ribbons-and-bows.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/4851914510273546122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/4851914510273546122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/ribbons-and-bows.html' title='ribbons and bows'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxvEOq56uUI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/VN4psY2mATc/s72-c/pics+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-7264985288054676222</id><published>2009-12-05T15:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:24:12.543-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formspring'/><title type='text'>formspring answers</title><content type='html'>So I thought I'd reply to a few of the formspring submissions I've gotten so far. They're great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don't talk about kaleidoscopes much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah I do actually. The kaleidoscope part of my blog name doesn't really mean the toy, it means more like my colorful, ever-changing interests, ideas, inspiration, etc. Get it now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you see new moon with me?&lt;/div&gt;If you are Sydney, then yes we can go tonight because I love you and we can get crepes afterward. If you're not, no sorry, I'm not enthusiastic enough about it to go to see it with just anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I need to hear a new band!&lt;/div&gt;Ummm well I don't know how similar your tastes are to mine. But I'll just say PSAPP. Even though they're not a 'new' band they're new to me, and the album Tiger, My Friend puts me in a happy, dream like state..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Do you like poetry? I hate it&lt;/div&gt;Well, I don't like poetry enough to go looking for good poems. If I come across a poem I like, in school or online or whatever, I'm not going to lie and say I hate it just because I don't LOVE poetry in general. This excludes ee cumming's poems though, I love all of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;do your parents really speak so many languages?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Haha yes they do! Both of them were born and raised in the US but are just really interested in and good at language. They actually met at Russian language school. My mom speaks French, Russian, Cerbocroatian (not lying, I swear) and is learning Spanish. And my dad just speaks Russian and is sort of half-fluent in Greek, he's forgotten a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep the questions coming (&lt;a href="http://www.formspring.com/forms/?735814-R8RzBzulMH"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;), I love reading them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, snow is wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxrAf4D6mMI/AAAAAAAAAQs/wEKJTvY6VCc/s1600-h/pics+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxrAf4D6mMI/AAAAAAAAAQs/wEKJTvY6VCc/s400/pics+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411849556096358594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yay! Happy Saturday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-7264985288054676222?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/7264985288054676222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/formspring-answers.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/7264985288054676222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/7264985288054676222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/formspring-answers.html' title='formspring answers'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxrAf4D6mMI/AAAAAAAAAQs/wEKJTvY6VCc/s72-c/pics+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-103389766359795</id><published>2009-12-02T16:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:23:50.998-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='word of the week on wednesday'/><title type='text'>word of the week on wednesday!</title><content type='html'>Hello hello! I'd like to introduce a new addition to my bloggity blog, called (as you've probably guessed by now) Word of the Week on Wednesday. Or WOTWOW. WWW. WOWW. Let's go with WOWW, okay? Anyway, I've always loved learning new words and I want to start sharing some  of my favorites. This week's is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;INSOUCIANT&lt;/span&gt;-  &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;in·sou·ci·ant. adj.&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; free from concern, worry, or anxiety; carefree; nonchalant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been rather insouciant this whole week. I was expecting that I would have a ton of schoolwork to do since we just got back from a break, but I think the teachers have all had Christmas break on their minds since December started (?!?!?!?). So I've had a lot of free time, without worrying about needing to get x done by x o'clock to be able to start y and then z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have totally not spent a lot of that free time on Etsy, what NO! Justttt long enough to pick out Christmas gifts for almost everyone and decide that I want these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxbaTdfFsrI/AAAAAAAAAQk/0r7lnBmyeRY/s1600-h/fgfdg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxbaTdfFsrI/AAAAAAAAAQk/0r7lnBmyeRY/s400/fgfdg.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410752030199624370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you've all been feeling insouciant this week as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&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/5332234154400472803-103389766359795?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/103389766359795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/word-of-week-on-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/103389766359795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/103389766359795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/12/word-of-week-on-wednesday.html' title='word of the week on wednesday!'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxbaTdfFsrI/AAAAAAAAAQk/0r7lnBmyeRY/s72-c/fgfdg.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-7167036804208494378</id><published>2009-11-30T20:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:23:39.561-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='before i die i want to'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><title type='text'>Before I die..</title><content type='html'>The other day I came across &lt;a href="http://beforeidieiwantto.org/usa_nyc.html"&gt;Before I Die I Want To&lt;/a&gt; and am absoulutely addicted. I like this project a lot more than Post Secret because it's about peoples' goals for the future, rather than things they feel they have to hide from everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxQsEYitaPI/AAAAAAAAAP8/f51CmZfVU9Y/s1600/beforeidie8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxQsEYitaPI/AAAAAAAAAP8/f51CmZfVU9Y/s400/beforeidie8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409997506197940466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxQr6Z6cQII/AAAAAAAAAPk/IHtyGdmn-UI/s1600/beforeidie5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxQr6Z6cQII/AAAAAAAAAPk/IHtyGdmn-UI/s400/beforeidie5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409997334767222914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxQtFBHlvJI/AAAAAAAAAQU/hDnb-aMkqaM/s1600/beforeidie6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxQtFBHlvJI/AAAAAAAAAQU/hDnb-aMkqaM/s400/beforeidie6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409998616601672850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxQr58ZWnhI/AAAAAAAAAPU/S8-K2WzsD4I/s1600/beforeidie3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxQr58ZWnhI/AAAAAAAAAPU/S8-K2WzsD4I/s400/beforeidie3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409997326843813394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxQr63fsETI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Jnt-0Q-tFFI/s1600/beforeidie7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxQr63fsETI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Jnt-0Q-tFFI/s400/beforeidie7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409997342708076850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxQr6OqkmRI/AAAAAAAAAPc/ZA1SS5vBkvc/s1600/beforeidie4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxQr6OqkmRI/AAAAAAAAAPc/ZA1SS5vBkvc/s400/beforeidie4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409997331747870994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxQs_74egwI/AAAAAAAAAQM/hBzuR7-l578/s1600/beforeidie10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxQs_74egwI/AAAAAAAAAQM/hBzuR7-l578/s400/beforeidie10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409998529296761602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxQsEubG55I/AAAAAAAAAQE/YBve3YNTQeA/s1600/beforeidie9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxQsEubG55I/AAAAAAAAAQE/YBve3YNTQeA/s400/beforeidie9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409997512071636882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxQtr9gZguI/AAAAAAAAAQc/bYxy3QTVat0/s1600/beforeidie11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxQtr9gZguI/AAAAAAAAAQc/bYxy3QTVat0/s400/beforeidie11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409999285646885602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxQrPUTo7gI/AAAAAAAAAPM/2FeiKMjLDt4/s1600/beforeidie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxQrPUTo7gI/AAAAAAAAAPM/2FeiKMjLDt4/s400/beforeidie2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409996594527923714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It got me thinking about things I want to accomplish before I die. There are a lot of them, but the first to come to mind (not necessarily in this order!) were:&lt;br /&gt;- speak at a minimum Spanish and French fluently&lt;br /&gt;- live in a foreign country&lt;br /&gt;- own my own business&lt;br /&gt;- get married and have kids&lt;br /&gt;- bake a lot of cupcakes&lt;br /&gt;- dance with a ballet company again&lt;br /&gt;- learn to drive and buy a car&lt;br /&gt;- neglect car and use a red bike with a white basket to get around&lt;br /&gt;- make everyone laugh&lt;br /&gt;- pick up guitar and share music with others&lt;br /&gt;- be totally comfortable in myself&lt;br /&gt;- have more best friends&lt;br /&gt;- learn to juggle whilst unicycling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's your turn to share! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What do you want to do before you die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-7167036804208494378?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/7167036804208494378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/11/before-i-die.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/7167036804208494378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/7167036804208494378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/11/before-i-die.html' title='Before I die..'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxQsEYitaPI/AAAAAAAAAP8/f51CmZfVU9Y/s72-c/beforeidie8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-1785200865476724823</id><published>2009-11-29T19:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:23:13.481-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><title type='text'>weightless</title><content type='html'>If there were eight days a week, I would definitely spend devote one of them to modern dance. I love it so much, but unfortunately I had to drop it two years ago to make room for ballet and cello and everything else in my life. It would be a dream come true for me to do a project like this one. I know it must look a tad strange if you aren't used to modern, but once you get into it it's so magical and perfect and.. weightless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iiJhRjBEm6o&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iiJhRjBEm6o&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just did the math, there could be eight days a week if we shortened them all to 21 hours. I'd just have to eliminate those few hours between when I wake up ungodly early and do nothing important and when the rest of my house wakes up. Sounds good to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't being going back to school already, can I? Ahh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-1785200865476724823?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/1785200865476724823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/11/weightless.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/1785200865476724823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/1785200865476724823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/11/weightless.html' title='weightless'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-989993893124933155</id><published>2009-11-28T10:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:23:03.531-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='award'/><title type='text'>ahh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh I do love four day weekends. You don't have to wake up on saturday and think "OH MY LAWS I only have two days to do everything I need to do!" because you've already done them before saturday. Which allows more time for relaxing/being unproductive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this morning I'm happy to say that I've received another blog award!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxE6c62UyHI/AAAAAAAAAOw/DNsPuTEFwgw/s1600/Awesome_Blogger_Award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 45px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxE6c62UyHI/AAAAAAAAAOw/DNsPuTEFwgw/s200/Awesome_Blogger_Award.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409168895956535410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are the rules:&lt;br /&gt;• Thank whoever gave this to you.&lt;br /&gt;• Copy the award.&lt;br /&gt;• Repost it in your blog.&lt;br /&gt;• Tell us seven things that your readers don’t know.&lt;br /&gt;• Link seven new bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;• Notify the winners of the award with a comment on their blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thanks very much to &lt;a href="http://rasberryjamandmaplysyrup.blogspot.com/"&gt;Felicity&lt;/a&gt; to passing this to me! Now seven things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My no. 3 pet peeve is when people make loud, obnoxious sounds when they're yawning. Like hurrrrrraaaaaahmmnomah. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;2. I love getting mail. Seeing that I've gotten a letter or package is one of the best feelings in the world.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm really afraid of moths. Mostly just because their wings are all powdery and rip apart when they get wet.&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm also really afraid of growing up.&lt;br /&gt;5. I can never spell the word restaraunt right the first time. See? I mean restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;6. My favorite animal is the owl.&lt;br /&gt;7. I frequently shut off my phone and computer because I feel too connected to technology. One of these days I want to have a sleepover without electricity, but I'm not sure how many of my friends would go along with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I tag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gibface.blogspot.com/"&gt;Faye&lt;/a&gt; because her blog is super creative and she is an excellent doodler  ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://erinsteaparty.blogspot.com/"&gt;Erin&lt;/a&gt; whose blog makes me laugh everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://english-eccentric.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bella&lt;/a&gt;, a very awesome fashion blogger as well as trampoline stunt jumper &lt;a href="http://alittlebird-toldme.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April&lt;/a&gt; because her little posts always brighten my day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://olivias-pizzazz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Olivia&lt;/a&gt; because she has amazing personal style and uses the word pizazz in her title successfully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quirkyandcompany.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gabby&lt;/a&gt;, who is crafty and witty and has her own ETSY SHOP JEALOUSSS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hotpanic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kathleen&lt;/a&gt; because I like to read her musings on art and pop culture and admire her mahhvelous outfits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy saturday my dears. Now I'm going to go finish painting my room with pure periwinkle paint, which is blueish purplish. Hopefully there will be pictures of that soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-989993893124933155?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/989993893124933155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/11/ahh.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/989993893124933155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/989993893124933155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/11/ahh.html' title='ahh.'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SxE6c62UyHI/AAAAAAAAAOw/DNsPuTEFwgw/s72-c/Awesome_Blogger_Award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-1989621519660149821</id><published>2009-11-27T07:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:22:50.303-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>tri-pie</title><content type='html'>My dears. I hope you all had perfect Thanksgivings if you live in the US or, or decent Thursdays if you live anywhere else. Mine was just kind of mehh, like it always is. The holidays definitely bring out the worst in my parents! They get so stressed over cooking and argue about the stupidest things.. then when I try to play peacemaker I get yelled at too. So. At least my vegetarian table centerpiece looked nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sw_Kh_dw-hI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ZpxNNE7xuTw/s1600/pics+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sw_Kh_dw-hI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ZpxNNE7xuTw/s400/pics+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408764362816027154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate my actual dinner with just my parents and sister, and then my aunt, uncle and cousin came for desserts. That made everything better- I'm really thankful for them. And all my family, even though sometimes I do feel like strangling them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried to do a jigsaw puzzle and played so many ridiculous games of Apples to Apples, the greatest card game ever! Also, we had a pie bar. God I love pie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sw_KhR820UI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/lqDO4kxYSDg/s1600/pics007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sw_KhR820UI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/lqDO4kxYSDg/s400/pics007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408764350598402370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to do some black Friday shopping, waheee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-1989621519660149821?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/1989621519660149821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/11/tri-pie.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/1989621519660149821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/1989621519660149821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/11/tri-pie.html' title='tri-pie'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sw_Kh_dw-hI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ZpxNNE7xuTw/s72-c/pics+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-8221606790323106828</id><published>2009-11-24T15:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:22:39.403-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='project'/><title type='text'>rainy rainy rain</title><content type='html'>Hi all. Sorry for the lack of posts lately, I've been trying to get all my projects and stuff together before my break starts on Thursday! Which reminds me. I need to start my government project, oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I've decided I'm addicted to cupcakes. Not to eating them so much, more like  decorating and giving them to other people. So I started a new blog about it! Click &lt;a href="http://operationicing.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to head to &lt;a href="http://operationicing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Operation Icing&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is a shit post.... here, here is some music! Everyone likes music! This one is The Plot by White Rabbits. It feels like energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.odeo.com/flash/audio_player_standard_black.swf" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="valid_sample_rate=true&amp;amp;external_url=http://www.mydatanest.com/files/indigosnow/31211_sh6yu/02%20The%20Plot.mp3" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="300" height="52"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay. Happy Tuesday?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-8221606790323106828?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/8221606790323106828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/11/rainy-rainy-rain.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/8221606790323106828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/8221606790323106828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/11/rainy-rainy-rain.html' title='rainy rainy rain'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-5247054545314612354</id><published>2009-11-22T08:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:22:23.826-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='russian'/><title type='text'>crocodile!</title><content type='html'>Lately my parents have been speaking to each other in Russian a lot, which they only do when they don't want me and my sister to understand what they're saying. I would be worried, except I keep hearing them say "Razhdyestvo", the word for Christmas, which makes me think they're planning presents. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though 95% of what they say goes right over my head, I love just listening to them talk. Russian is such a beautiful language, I wish they'd taught it to me. I've pretty much spent my whole morning watching these videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NK2HRqZCKa0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NK2HRqZCKa0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5TjNb1_JBEs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5TjNb1_JBEs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo cute, I can't get over it. Enjoy your Sundays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-5247054545314612354?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/5247054545314612354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/11/crocodile.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/5247054545314612354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/5247054545314612354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/11/crocodile.html' title='crocodile!'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-7343196695265875032</id><published>2009-11-20T20:17:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:22:10.587-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='project'/><title type='text'>buttercream.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Swc-zK9gPtI/AAAAAAAAANw/0LzYvA7gdPI/s1600/cupcake5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Swc-zK9gPtI/AAAAAAAAANw/0LzYvA7gdPI/s400/cupcake5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406358926518140626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SwdAOxq3hrI/AAAAAAAAAOA/c2269Y_a8qw/s1600/cupcake4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SwdAOxq3hrI/AAAAAAAAAOA/c2269Y_a8qw/s400/cupcake4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406360500277053106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SwdAfXizn4I/AAAAAAAAAOI/lwPk-00EzeE/s1600/cupcake2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 175px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SwdAfXizn4I/AAAAAAAAAOI/lwPk-00EzeE/s400/cupcake2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406360785321697154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Helloooo loves. Sorry for the kind of angry post the other day. I've been feeling much better these past few days because of one thing: cupcakes! On wednesday night my mom gave me a newspaper article about a few cupcake shops that are opening near where I live. It had a few quotes from people that said that they liked the idea of cupcake shops so much because you could just go in, spend a couple dollars on a pretty cupcake, and BAM portable ray of sunshine in your otherwise dreary day. So then I got to daydreaming about what it would be like to own my own shop, and realized that it's really what I want to do- I want to make people happy. I love doing little things to brighten everyones' day, I love smiles. What better way to provide those than through beautiful cupcakes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that I'm only 15 and there are a million opportunities for me to change what I want to do with my life. But at least I've realized that, even if my fairytale cupcake shop dream doesn't come true, I want to have a job where I'm my own boss and make people happy at the same time. I feel confident in my future even though I don't know exactly what's going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pretty much spent all day talking to my friends Sara and Angela about this.. planning flavors, drawing sketches of my shop. Today when I got home from school, I made these cuties:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Swc-zQj3rqI/AAAAAAAAAN4/w2RK0u1PoH0/s1600/pics+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Swc-zQj3rqI/AAAAAAAAAN4/w2RK0u1PoH0/s400/pics+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406358928021237410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Basic vanilla mini cupcakes with nutella buttercream (oh hey &lt;a href="http://thatswhatdebbiesaid.blogspot.com/"&gt;Debs&lt;/a&gt;) and orange peel hearts. My family loved them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have a secret cupcake masterplan in the works that will probably be revealed to you in a few days. AH so excited! Happy weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-7343196695265875032?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/7343196695265875032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/11/buttercream.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/7343196695265875032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/7343196695265875032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/11/buttercream.html' title='buttercream.'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Swc-zK9gPtI/AAAAAAAAANw/0LzYvA7gdPI/s72-c/cupcake5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-768112879742285319</id><published>2009-11-18T16:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:21:44.480-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Pretty please?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SwRpg8CAa5I/AAAAAAAAANY/zUmCEaDG2_8/s1600/moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SwRpg8CAa5I/AAAAAAAAANY/zUmCEaDG2_8/s400/moon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405561467342711698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;who knows if the moon's by e.e. cummings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who knows if the moon's&lt;br /&gt;a balloon,coming out of a keen city&lt;br /&gt;in the sky- filled with pretty people?&lt;br /&gt;(and if you and i should&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get into it,if they&lt;br /&gt;should take me and take you into their balloon,&lt;br /&gt;why then&lt;br /&gt;we'd go up higher with all the pretty people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than houses and steeples and clouds&lt;br /&gt;go sailing&lt;br /&gt;away and away sailing into a keen&lt;br /&gt;city which nobody's ever visited,where&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always&lt;br /&gt;                    it's&lt;br /&gt;                              Spring) and everyone's&lt;br /&gt;in love and flowers pick themselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because today after school my sister was walking home alone and a group of guys twice her size pushed her down and stole her ipod, and people keep talking to me about college, and I rather hate everyone on earth now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-768112879742285319?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/768112879742285319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/11/pretty-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/768112879742285319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/768112879742285319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/11/pretty-please.html' title='Pretty please?'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SwRpg8CAa5I/AAAAAAAAANY/zUmCEaDG2_8/s72-c/moon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-5748289830110109634</id><published>2009-11-16T15:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:21:36.778-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>ze trashcan! fromage!</title><content type='html'>Mondays get such a bad rap I think. I mean I spend whole weekends dreading them, but once I'm back with my friends and snap out of the sleepy sunday mood I feel so energized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my field hockey girls made up a game where if you pass someone from the team in the hall and make this face at her,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SwGwxxTiHsI/AAAAAAAAANI/H4Gk4iuOff8/s1600/pics+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SwGwxxTiHsI/AAAAAAAAANI/H4Gk4iuOff8/s400/pics+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404795396916649666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she has to sit on the floor (with dozens of people trying to pass around her!) and count to ten out loud. We got yelled at by some teachers, but it was so worth it. I miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I learned that when I get really excited, I shift into using a New Yorker accent. Today I said trashcan like trehhhhshcan while I was still thinking about something funny, and we couldn't stop laughing about it. Syd tried to make fun of me but ended up using a southern accent by mistake, which of course got us trying to speak with every accent we could think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the only negative part of my day was chemistry class, or actually the teacher who I've nicknamed lizard egghead yucky sauceman. But instead of listening to him talk about polyatomic ions I made a list of the Christmas presents I'm going to buy my family and friends, with pretty sharpies. I LOVE buying presents. Asking for presesnts for myself makes me nervous but oooh yay shopping for other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SwGzd0zP9YI/AAAAAAAAANQ/QyVb22Ue9tk/s1600/pics+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SwGzd0zP9YI/AAAAAAAAANQ/QyVb22Ue9tk/s400/pics+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404798352792483202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm sitting here with some ginger tea, ready to go to ballet. Hope none of you have had the stereotypical Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. My &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.com/forms/?735814-R8RzBzulMH"&gt;formspring&lt;/a&gt;! Go go go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-5748289830110109634?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/5748289830110109634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/11/ze-trashcan-fromage.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/5748289830110109634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/5748289830110109634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/11/ze-trashcan-fromage.html' title='ze trashcan! fromage!'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SwGwxxTiHsI/AAAAAAAAANI/H4Gk4iuOff8/s72-c/pics+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-9214753752763096184</id><published>2009-11-14T16:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:21:25.236-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>The View From Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sv8jEFNeLSI/AAAAAAAAAMY/xqcB-FoXFRI/s1600-h/view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sv8jEFNeLSI/AAAAAAAAAMY/xqcB-FoXFRI/s400/view.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404076630893014306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I was in the sixth grade, I had to read this book for English class and absoulutely hated it. It didn't seem to have much of a plot, and I just couldn't figure out any of the "hidden themes" my teacher kept talking about. But I reread it this morning and loved it! I wish I'd had a teacher like Mrs. Olinski. And I wish I had been able to see that I was almost exactly like each of the characters in the book, in a way, so I could've learned from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Views from my saturday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sv8iQVPLRQI/AAAAAAAAALo/52K_dyGK43g/s1600-h/pics+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sv8iQVPLRQI/AAAAAAAAALo/52K_dyGK43g/s400/pics+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404075741841933570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sv8iRQrDVWI/AAAAAAAAAMI/yM0nUq0N5hQ/s1600-h/pics+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sv8iRQrDVWI/AAAAAAAAAMI/yM0nUq0N5hQ/s400/pics+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404075757796545890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sv8iigG6aoI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/rqkzxjDWIe8/s1600-h/pics+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sv8iigG6aoI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/rqkzxjDWIe8/s400/pics+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404076053997709954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sv8iRObHDQI/AAAAAAAAAMA/SQokp-sHcBo/s1600-h/pics+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sv8iRObHDQI/AAAAAAAAAMA/SQokp-sHcBo/s400/pics+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404075757192809730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sv8iQ255hgI/AAAAAAAAAL4/8vy8eYTyU_A/s1600-h/pics+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sv8iQ255hgI/AAAAAAAAAL4/8vy8eYTyU_A/s400/pics+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404075750879495682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sv8iQje7LzI/AAAAAAAAALw/MXR9rENylOw/s1600-h/pics+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sv8iQje7LzI/AAAAAAAAALw/MXR9rENylOw/s400/pics+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404075745666084658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh my mother's use of underlining is so intimidating. I'm actually rather worried about the "Final Notice." bit. Adios.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-9214753752763096184?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/9214753752763096184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/11/view-from-saturday.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/9214753752763096184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/9214753752763096184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/11/view-from-saturday.html' title='The View From Saturday'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sv8jEFNeLSI/AAAAAAAAAMY/xqcB-FoXFRI/s72-c/view.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-1302261532517520192</id><published>2009-11-10T15:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:20:54.048-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='necklace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jewelry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fish'/><title type='text'>fishy</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I was trying to clean my room and came across this box of jewelry my grandma gave me about three years ago hidden under some stuffed animals. It was probably put there because when my grandma first gave me the things I was all "Ewww, why would I wear my grandmother's old costume jewelry?" But 12 year olds are silly because I love all of the pieces now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I wore this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SvnH8-OMA4I/AAAAAAAAALI/g095j3TRHQg/s1600-h/pics+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SvnH8-OMA4I/AAAAAAAAALI/g095j3TRHQg/s320/pics+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402569078316204930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With this outfit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SvnH9BXv_yI/AAAAAAAAALQ/1og4v1Ga93c/s1600-h/pics+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SvnH9BXv_yI/AAAAAAAAALQ/1og4v1Ga93c/s320/pics+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402569079161618210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Kiki/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/2009-11-09/pics%20022.jpg" alt="" /&gt;Cardigan: American Apparel Shirt: thrifted Jeans: Levis&lt;br /&gt;Yes a very bland outfit I know, I thought that even as I was putting it on, but I was afraid to wear such a bright necklace in the first place so I wanted to balance everything out.. stupid though because I got tons of compliments on the necklace. I need to start wearing what I want to wear without being scared of what people will think. I look at magazines and blogs and get so many cool outfit ideas in my head, but never wear them because I'm afraid of the criticism I could get. But that needs to end. New goal: Trust my instincts when it comes to what I wear, even if it's really bold and crazy and no one else at my school would wear it. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie that's all for now. Oh wait no, today in Spanish class my teacher made us push all the desks out of the way so we could learn to salsa, borchata and meringue. It was unsuccessful and sooo humiliating oh my god. Now that's all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-1302261532517520192?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/1302261532517520192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/11/fishy.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/1302261532517520192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/1302261532517520192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/11/fishy.html' title='fishy'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SvnH8-OMA4I/AAAAAAAAALI/g095j3TRHQg/s72-c/pics+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-8355435373762715685</id><published>2009-11-08T15:10:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:20:41.835-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>snargle.</title><content type='html'>That word is stuck in my head and I don't know why. Please tell me that I'm not the only one this happens to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Everyone should absoulutely listen to Le Loup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.odeo.com/flash/audio_player_standard_black.swf" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="valid_sample_rate=true&amp;amp;external_url=http://www.mydatanest.com/files/indigosnow/23697_oph1e/10_Neahkahnie.mp3]10_Neahkahnie.mp3" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="300" height="52"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is called Neahkahnie, and seems like it should be listened to in the rain. In the summer, on a porch. Sitting in big wooden chairs with your knees hugged to your chest and bare feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I very much dislike Sunday afternoons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-8355435373762715685?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/8355435373762715685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/11/snargle.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/8355435373762715685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/8355435373762715685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/11/snargle.html' title='snargle.'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-5569465830177134779</id><published>2009-11-07T09:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:20:32.953-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='award'/><title type='text'>I would really love some gingerbread right now.</title><content type='html'>Now that Halloween is over it's really hit me how close we are to Christmas and how much I'm looking forward to it. Last year I was all pessimistic and cynical about the whole holiday season, like "boooo Christmas, it's just a time for people to stuff themselves and get presents blah blah blah" but now I'm in the holiday spirit yay. I love everything about it- the music, the snow, the baking, the lights up everywhere.. perhaps I should save this until Thanksgiving has actually passed but it's just something I'm thinking about this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you guyssss, I am so very excited to share that I got my first blog award this morning! Yayyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SvWD9O2tpQI/AAAAAAAAALA/qjivzE-_MEo/s1600-h/Beautifulbloggeraward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SvWD9O2tpQI/AAAAAAAAALA/qjivzE-_MEo/s320/Beautifulbloggeraward.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401368416083617026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are the rules:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Thank the person who nominated me for this award. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Copy the award &amp;amp; place it on my blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Link to the person who nominated me for this award. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. Tell us 7 interesting things about yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. Nominate 7 bloggers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. Post links to the 7 blogs i nominate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks very much to &lt;a href="http://gibface.blogspot.com/"&gt;Faye&lt;/a&gt; for giving me this award!&lt;br /&gt;Seven things about myself? Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;1. I am quite tall, I think probably 5'9" by now.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm left handed but a few summers ago I taught myself to write and eat with my right hand. Woo ambidextrous!&lt;br /&gt;3. I wear headbands a lot.&lt;br /&gt;4. Half the time I speak to my mom it's in Spanish, and half the time she speaks to me it's in French.&lt;br /&gt;5. I desperately need to go shopping!&lt;br /&gt;6. Sometimes when I'm bored I plan out the names of my future children.&lt;br /&gt;7. I love the smell of birthday candles. Totally different than regular candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I tag (sorry if some of you have already gotten this, but not too many people read my blog yet):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nymphwood.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lexi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://adaisychaindream.blogspot.com/"&gt;Laura&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thatswhatdebbiesaid.blogspot.com/"&gt;Debs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thegirlwhocriedwolfe.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jenna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://365-ccfoto.blogspot.com/"&gt;Crystal Ball&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blair-waldork.blogspot.com/"&gt;Andie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://teganontoast.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tegan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm exciting. Today I'm going to see WTWTA (my second time) and eats crepes with my best friend. Hope you're all enjoying your weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-5569465830177134779?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/5569465830177134779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-would-really-love-some-gingerbread.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/5569465830177134779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/5569465830177134779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-would-really-love-some-gingerbread.html' title='I would really love some gingerbread right now.'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SvWD9O2tpQI/AAAAAAAAALA/qjivzE-_MEo/s72-c/Beautifulbloggeraward.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-7464987224929566025</id><published>2009-11-03T19:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:20:12.007-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pancakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>flap jacks.</title><content type='html'>You know, one of the things I love most is eating breakfast for dinner. Lots of people hate the idea, but breakfast is the best meal and it's even better when you break the rules and eat it when you're not supposed to. My mom, my sister, and I, have this tradition where whenever my dad is working late, we make breakfast for dinner. Usually it's just pancakes and eggs but lately we've also been taking the belgian waffle/ matzo brei route.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry this is such a random post. But tonight, my dad was home late so we had buckwheat pancakes and I realized how utterly happy it made me. Tucked away in our breakfast nook, laughing with my mom and sister, eating off mismatched plates with the smell of maple syrup hanging in the air. Small things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;we heart="" it=""&gt;&lt;/we&gt;&lt;we heart="" it=""&gt;&lt;/we&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SvDQgFGj6lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/OWR-qo-GVcQ/s1600-h/pics+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SvDQgFGj6lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/OWR-qo-GVcQ/s400/pics+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400045202761312850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SvDQgkb7PNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/euS4WA249Vc/s1600-h/pics+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SvDQgkb7PNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/euS4WA249Vc/s400/pics+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400045211172420818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SvDQf6TDwGI/AAAAAAAAAKg/oS1_ffQ9pHY/s1600-h/pics+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SvDQf6TDwGI/AAAAAAAAAKg/oS1_ffQ9pHY/s400/pics+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400045199860940898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SvDQfRxQ5OI/AAAAAAAAAKY/pRnllqMc4OI/s1600-h/pics+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SvDQfRxQ5OI/AAAAAAAAAKY/pRnllqMc4OI/s400/pics+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400045188981777634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SvDRDvr35gI/AAAAAAAAAK4/K9UOpf1M3OA/s1600-h/pancake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SvDRDvr35gI/AAAAAAAAAK4/K9UOpf1M3OA/s400/pancake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400045815487522306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-7464987224929566025?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/7464987224929566025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/11/flap-jacks.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/7464987224929566025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/7464987224929566025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/11/flap-jacks.html' title='flap jacks.'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SvDQgFGj6lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/OWR-qo-GVcQ/s72-c/pics+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-8547267985844786835</id><published>2009-11-01T08:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:20:05.152-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><title type='text'>happy halloween...</title><content type='html'>Sooo. Yesterday was Halloween! Mine was calm and quiet. I started out by carving my pumpkin. My cat was supervising me, mhm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Su13TzOWl_I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/jhVnsY4K-Cs/s1600-h/IMG_1558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Su13TzOWl_I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/jhVnsY4K-Cs/s400/IMG_1558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399102710338721778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made an happy/scary one with jagged teeth, the same kind I make every year :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Su13qKVM_qI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S3_5cJXCUqQ/s1600-h/IMG_1583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 354px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Su13qKVM_qI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S3_5cJXCUqQ/s400/IMG_1583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399103094498590370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I raked leaves and sort of failed at using my tripod and camera timer. Muhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Su13TqVgB5I/AAAAAAAAAJw/541M7SsXB0s/s1600-h/pics+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Su13TqVgB5I/AAAAAAAAAJw/541M7SsXB0s/s400/pics+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399102707952781202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I did homework and other such nonsense that should not be allowed on Halloween, it was time to get my costume on! The thing with me and costumes is that every september or so, I think "Oh, I'm going to put together a really awesome costume this year!" but then I never do. A couple weeks ago actually I couldn't fall asleep so I was thinking of costumes and came up with the best idea everrrr. I considered getting up and writing it down but figured that it was such an amazing idea that there was no way I could forget it. Wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Which is why I was a gypsy this year! I raided my mom's closet and found everything I needed. Halloween costume = zero dollah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Su13UBd4SrI/AAAAAAAAAKA/lCArFtyyhmQ/s1600-h/IMG_1590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Su13UBd4SrI/AAAAAAAAAKA/lCArFtyyhmQ/s400/IMG_1590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399102714161941170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Basically I found the shirt, vest and skirt to make the base and then added a whole bunch of random colorful stuff on top. Success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister Allison and I went trick or treating for Unicef. For those of you who don't know, that means we collected money for school supplies, food, water, etc. for children in third world countries instead of candy. I don't go trick or treating for candy because I always feel too old, but this was fun and more age appropriate I think. Only a few people who answered the door to us didn't know what we were doing, but most everyone else was happy to see us. This one woman actually got out of her house and hugged us because she said she hadn't seen Unicef on Halloween in years and was glad that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some &lt;/span&gt;kids were doing the right thing these days. It was a bit awkward but at least we made some people happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, since there are approximately 15 kids in my neighborhood, most of the houses we went to gave candy to us so they wouldn't have so much left over. As evidenced in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Su13UbkMV9I/AAAAAAAAAKI/_gJwthV4aOk/s1600-h/IMG_1597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Su13UbkMV9I/AAAAAAAAAKI/_gJwthV4aOk/s400/IMG_1597.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399102721167742930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peanut M&amp;amp;Ms nom nom nom. Hope you all had wonderful halloweens too; if anyone did anything really exciting I want to hear about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Happy november!(??) Time is flying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-8547267985844786835?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/8547267985844786835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-halloween.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/8547267985844786835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/8547267985844786835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-halloween.html' title='happy halloween...'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Su13TzOWl_I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/jhVnsY4K-Cs/s72-c/IMG_1558.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-6628154309900295363</id><published>2009-10-31T14:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:19:56.122-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shadow'/><title type='text'>shadow loves jack!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SuyA4SuOAyI/AAAAAAAAAJo/nNFJW1FLrc4/s1600-h/pics+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SuyA4SuOAyI/AAAAAAAAAJo/nNFJW1FLrc4/s400/pics+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398831757897106210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey loves! Hope you've all had/are having a great Halloween. I'm about to throw together a gypsy costume so I can go trick or treating for Unicef with my sister. What are your plans tonight?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-6628154309900295363?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/6628154309900295363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/10/shadow-loves-jack.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/6628154309900295363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/6628154309900295363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/10/shadow-loves-jack.html' title='shadow loves jack!'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SuyA4SuOAyI/AAAAAAAAAJo/nNFJW1FLrc4/s72-c/pics+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-1464647064749058859</id><published>2009-10-30T15:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:19:27.228-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>infinity and beyond.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I ended up going to school because I honestly just couldn't stand being at home and doing nothing any longer. I figured that my fever had been gone enough to keep me from infecting anyone else. I also really wanted to go to school because it was our last field hockey game of the season. Normally I play with the JV team but this week I got moved up to varsity, although I was kept from playing most of the week because of swine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't win, but I was still so proud because we played as hard as we possibly could. Then that proud feeling disappeared for all of us as it sunk in that it was the last night our team would spend together. After the game, our coach was giving us a speech about the game like she always does, but cut it short because she knew we were all trying to keep from crying. Once we got on the bus we stopped trying though, we just all held hands and let the tears fall. We're losing so much. For the past three months, field hockey has been my life. These girls are now my sisters. I realize that I can still see them now that the season is over, but it won't be the same, not spending hours with them every single day. And it can't just wait until next year either, because half the team is made of seniors who will be gone next year. I know next year's team will be great, too, but it won't fill all the gaps. This team isn't just a team, it's the greatest family I've ever been a part of (with Greek cheers and Camille's nerd voice and Jordan the angry bunny and Rupe's random hugs and smashing together in the back of the bus and Jess the greatest captain ever and singalongs and campfires and senior night and SASQUATCH! and Joy's ridiculous stories and everything and everyone). And now it's all gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I walked home from school for the first time in months, I'm so used to getting rides home from my girls and blasting the music. I hate that it can't last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SutBvOvK_GI/AAAAAAAAAJY/qNkzmbIiQzY/s1600-h/pics+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SutBvOvK_GI/AAAAAAAAAJY/qNkzmbIiQzY/s400/pics+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398480857999277154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-1464647064749058859?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/1464647064749058859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/10/infinity-and-beyond.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/1464647064749058859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/1464647064749058859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/10/infinity-and-beyond.html' title='infinity and beyond.'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SutBvOvK_GI/AAAAAAAAAJY/qNkzmbIiQzY/s72-c/pics+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-1046325892212456798</id><published>2009-10-28T13:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:18:42.203-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formspring'/><title type='text'>formspring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, time does not exactly fly when you're sitting around not able to do anything, waiting for each hour to pass. I feel somewhat better now that I've started taking my tamiflu, but I still have a fever and am sort, um, dazed.. apparently when my mom woke me up this morning to make me take my medicine I said, "But mumma, it's Christmas!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why, my 9 followers, I want you to go attack &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.com/forms/?735814-R8RzBzulMH"&gt;my formspring&lt;/a&gt;! Ask me or tell me anything. It doesn't necessarily have to be witty or deep, although I would love it a lot if they were! If you want you can just tell me how your neighbor Zachary is a lunatic or how the trees are gorgeous this week or how you just built a fort out of saltine crackers. I'll be as happy as a clam in either case. And then in a few days, when I will inevitably still be stuck at home, I'll have a post replying to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waheee. Hope you're all having lovely weeks so far.&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/5332234154400472803-1046325892212456798?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/1046325892212456798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/10/formspring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/1046325892212456798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/1046325892212456798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/10/formspring.html' title='formspring'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-6750754776100460634</id><published>2009-10-27T10:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:19:18.043-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='field hockey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>Swine '09</title><content type='html'>Yes, it's true my dears- yours truly has been diagnosed with the lovely H1N1 virus! I feel so terrible.  Yesterday I started having a high fever (103 degrees!), coughing, sneeze attacks, body aches &amp;amp; headaches, lightheaded-ness, a sore throat, and chills. So my mom decided to take me to the doctor. They made me wear a mask in the waiting room so I wouldn't infect anyone else. I felt like such an idiot. But anyway, they tested some of my spit and told me that I have swine flu! I have to be fever-free for 48 hours before I can go back to school, and since my fever is still at 100 degrees today, I think I'll be out for the whole week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I can't do anything too strenuous/anything involving standing up for more than five minutes at a time without feeling faint, my activities are limited to: Sitting and using the computer. Sitting and reading. Sitting and listening to music. Sitting and attempting to do the homework my lovely teachers have emailed me. Sitting and watching movies. Sleeping. I AM SO BORED. I WANT TO PLAY FIELD HOCKEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far today all I've done is listen to the acoustic versions of songs on It's Blitz repeatedly. My favorite is this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jXfFH-7g1cs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jXfFH-7g1cs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yay, now it's 10 AM. Only 12 more hours to kill until I go back to sleep. Expect lots of posts this week, haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-6750754776100460634?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/6750754776100460634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/10/swine-09.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/6750754776100460634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/6750754776100460634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/10/swine-09.html' title='Swine &apos;09'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-8375426451732639556</id><published>2009-10-24T14:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:18:09.147-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interior design'/><title type='text'>decisions decisions</title><content type='html'>I hate my bedroom the way it is now. It looks like a rainbow vomited all over it, and it's been like this since the 5th grade. So for my birthday, which was on wednesday, I couldn't really think of much else that I wanted, so I asked to re-do my room. My mom made a cute little portfolio called "Super Delux Bedroom Remodeling Kit" with steps for redoing my room and paint chips and design books. I get to choose new paint, which will be painted on Thanksgiving weekend, and a new bedspread, and a giftcard so I can buy other stuff to decorate my room with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking on &lt;a href="http://desiretoinspire.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; a lot. It's supposed to be giving me inspiration but it's really just making it harder for me to decide on a design. Right now I'm leaning towards pink,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SuNJUYjLQdI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ZrmlTETRmu8/s1600-h/room2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 398px; display: block; height: 399px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396237393056186834" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SuNJUYjLQdI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ZrmlTETRmu8/s400/room2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SuNJULKS_zI/AAAAAAAAAJI/pD_peMjZFow/s1600-h/room3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 324px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396237389462175538" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SuNJULKS_zI/AAAAAAAAAJI/pD_peMjZFow/s400/room3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SuNJT2xxI7I/AAAAAAAAAJA/YZIH8f0GtI4/s1600-h/room5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396237383990584242" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SuNJT2xxI7I/AAAAAAAAAJA/YZIH8f0GtI4/s400/room5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but purple is nice too (okay so there's a very slim chance that I can get a library built into my walls but I can dream, right?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SuNIyoRLKsI/AAAAAAAAAI4/UuhsLEAvzvU/s1600-h/room10"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 268px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396236813160098498" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SuNIyoRLKsI/AAAAAAAAAI4/UuhsLEAvzvU/s400/room10" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then there's always CHALKBOARD PAINT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SuNIXgaNZ9I/AAAAAAAAAIw/Kpgr8oGYEPc/s1600-h/room1"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396236347194042322" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SuNIXgaNZ9I/AAAAAAAAAIw/Kpgr8oGYEPc/s400/room1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or maybe I want to keep the walls white, a blank canvas to fill with paintings and posters and other bright accessories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SuNH0ELxomI/AAAAAAAAAIo/lDckC8b4C8Q/s1600-h/room4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 399px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396235738321887842" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SuNH0ELxomI/AAAAAAAAAIo/lDckC8b4C8Q/s400/room4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SuNHz0MHuCI/AAAAAAAAAIg/l24VrppYy6Q/s1600-h/room9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 310px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396235734028367906" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SuNHz0MHuCI/AAAAAAAAAIg/l24VrppYy6Q/s400/room9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I also really like wallpaper.. though I'm not sure if it's included in the deal with my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SuNHPcq1UBI/AAAAAAAAAIY/vQLGZi9zyRk/s1600-h/room6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396235109239443474" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SuNHPcq1UBI/AAAAAAAAAIY/vQLGZi9zyRk/s400/room6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SuNHPKYQ61I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DrKWohM-uv0/s1600-h/room8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 319px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396235104329722706" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SuNHPKYQ61I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DrKWohM-uv0/s400/room8.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good thing I've got some time to make up my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-8375426451732639556?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/8375426451732639556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/10/decisions-decisions.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/8375426451732639556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/8375426451732639556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/10/decisions-decisions.html' title='decisions decisions'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SuNJUYjLQdI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ZrmlTETRmu8/s72-c/room2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-3183016693211522394</id><published>2009-10-20T21:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:18:00.842-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letters'/><title type='text'>there is no sloth in field hockey</title><content type='html'>Syd,&lt;br /&gt;You left your rainbow fuzzy socks at my house yesterday, but I'm not going to tell you until you ask/read this because they're sooooo warm. Also, I lurve you and you're my favorite person to bake brownies with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L,&lt;br /&gt;I should have apologized a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad,&lt;br /&gt;Please stop giving me reasons to hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. L,&lt;br /&gt;You're the most amazing photography teacher ever and it makes me so so happy to hear that you want a photo from my first roll of film to be in the art show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C,&lt;br /&gt;Please please please pleaseeeeee leave me alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. S,&lt;br /&gt;I loathe you. You read like a student. I frequently rewrite the notes you give us so that they have parallel structure. I don't understand why you're an English teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley,&lt;br /&gt;Our birthday is tomorrow! You better come see Where the Wild Things Are and eat crepes with me this weekend or else I'll be upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debbie,&lt;br /&gt;I'm soooooo glad we met. My lawyer is an ignoramus and doesn't understand why I love you so much. You're my favorite person to text. Or maybe it's Winnifred I'm texting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Song,&lt;br /&gt;It was brilliant of you to suggest nerds as our game day theme. Can we please dress like this every day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/St5e6cnjhPI/AAAAAAAAAIA/zgpRCmM0KiA/s1600-h/pics+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/St5e6cnjhPI/AAAAAAAAAIA/zgpRCmM0KiA/s400/pics+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394853761843954930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-3183016693211522394?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/3183016693211522394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/10/there-is-no-sloth-in-field-hockey.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/3183016693211522394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/3183016693211522394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/10/there-is-no-sloth-in-field-hockey.html' title='there is no sloth in field hockey'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/St5e6cnjhPI/AAAAAAAAAIA/zgpRCmM0KiA/s72-c/pics+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-3121615798835331489</id><published>2009-10-18T09:47:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:17:42.639-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homecoming'/><title type='text'>and the Britney song is on?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Last night, I went to my school's homecoming. I didn't go last year because I felt too awkward and self-conscious. I'm still awkward now, but not so much self-conscious, and I figured that I needed to go to a high school homecoming at least once.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Before the dance I went to my best friend Syd's house with about six other people... it was really fun until my date, who I shall call C, showed up. I was sort of surprised, considering how I hadn't even heard from him since Thursday and had no way of knowing if he was still planning on going to homecoming. But mostly, I was really ticked off because he showed up in a red shirt (my dress was teal-ish and black) and Kanye West-esque shutter shades. And he said I looked "really nice". Nice! No. I did my makeup for him!&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/StscXnEbmvI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ckuZ8Yn-0pE/s1600-h/pics%20006%5B16%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="pics 006" alt="pics 006" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/StscXzWXQfI/AAAAAAAAAHs/gNgaD3FsSlg/pics%20006_thumb%5B14%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="254" height="294" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Awkwardness continued after we showed up to the dance. I started dancing with my group of friends, using my signature dance move, the "sort of shuffle feet, move hips and shoulders, and occasionally tuck hair back/ put hands up while looking downward". I was having a really good time of just being stupid with my friends, and was actually pretty relieved that C was, *ahem*, dancing with other girls. But of course since he was my date I had to dance with him a few times. Well actually, it was more like C would take a break from dancing with someone else, then show up behind me and trap me in the crowd so I couldn’t &lt;em&gt;do &lt;/em&gt;anything else but dance with him. He did ask me to slow dance with him too; I wanted to die. I couldn’t even look him in the face and he stepped on my feet approximately 342098563607078543 times. Longest three minutes of my life!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The dance ended around eleven and C left without saying goodbye to me. Then I went back to Syd’s for the highlight of my night: Helping Syd eat the chocolates that her date, who also turned out to be an idiot, brought her.&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/StscYbG-UWI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Ph_Cw8-zEW8/s1600-h/pics%20014%5B10%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="pics 014" alt="pics 014" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/StscYp4NAMI/AAAAAAAAAH8/UvKqHZ90KHY/pics%20014_thumb%5B8%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" width="324" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nom nom. We decided that neither of us are going to think of boys anymore. They’re a big hassle and are really not worth it. I think, even though a few posts ago I gushed about C like a 12 year old with her first crush, I never really liked him. I just hadn’t shown an interest in guys for a while, and it made me happy to tell my friends that I might like C and hear their positive reactions. So really, I didn’t like C, I liked the idea of liking someone.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Even though I’m going to try and erase last night from my memory, comments telling me of your dates gone wrong would be much appreciated :]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-3121615798835331489?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/3121615798835331489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/10/and-britney-song-is-on.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/3121615798835331489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/3121615798835331489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/10/and-britney-song-is-on.html' title='and the Britney song is on?'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/StscXzWXQfI/AAAAAAAAAHs/gNgaD3FsSlg/s72-c/pics%20006_thumb%5B14%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-8030918793234995668</id><published>2009-10-16T11:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:17:29.621-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='where the wild things are'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>let the wild rumpus start!</title><content type='html'>TODAY OMG SFGLKJSGLKSJG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393215632957962386" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 274px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/StiNCy-K-JI/AAAAAAAAAGw/MzkEyCX5k0Y/s400/wild+things.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back when I first started seeing trailers for this movie, maybe around May? I was kind of disappointed because too many of my favorite books have been ruined in movie form. But as I've learned more about it, I've decided that it's totally impossible for this movie &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;to be amazing like everyone is anticipating it's going to be. For one, it's produced by Spike Jonze. Someone with such an awesome name will obvious make an awesome movie. And, Maurice Sendak, the author of the book, was consulted tons while the movie was being shot and says that it's more than he could ever dream of. AND, Max Records, who plays Max, is adorable. AND, the soundtrack was writen by Karen O.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm so happy I could cry. I hope I get a chance to see this at some point this weekend, preferable tonight. Now I'm going to go eat yummy Lebanese food and then get told how much worse my eyes have gotten in a year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-8030918793234995668?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/8030918793234995668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/10/let-wild-rumpus-start.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/8030918793234995668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/8030918793234995668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/10/let-wild-rumpus-start.html' title='let the wild rumpus start!'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/StiNCy-K-JI/AAAAAAAAAGw/MzkEyCX5k0Y/s72-c/wild+things.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-1023221378772376136</id><published>2009-10-14T15:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:17:16.720-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>ratta-tat-tat</title><content type='html'>You know what are great? Hedgehogs. The other day I was forced unpack some boxes left over from when me moved (um five years ago) and I came across a bunch of my old picture books. My favorite was this one (tell me yours, too!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Ss_P8K15pBI/AAAAAAAAAF4/DbMgUvwA7Xw/s1600-h/hedgehog+band.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 402px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Ss_P8K15pBI/AAAAAAAAAF4/DbMgUvwA7Xw/s400/hedgehog+band.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390755911595303954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reading over it made me feel so nostalgic, I really have so many happy memories about this book. I asked my parents to get me drums for probably three birthdays in a row, and when they didn't, I banged on pots and pans so I could be like my 'friends' from the book. And when I went on walks in the woods, I used to always go "Do you think there are any hedgehogs here? Do you think I'll see HARRY? Harry is my favorite! Listen, if I snap this pine cone a bit, that's music! I could be in the band, couldn't I?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most days I don't like growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: After &lt;a href="http://lipsoflondon.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nicky&lt;/a&gt;'s comment, I remembered something else. My parents are both fluent in russian and used to call me yosh, which means hedgehog. Or yoshie baby. SEE? So many memories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-1023221378772376136?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/1023221378772376136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/10/ratta-tat-tat.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/1023221378772376136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/1023221378772376136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/10/ratta-tat-tat.html' title='ratta-tat-tat'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Ss_P8K15pBI/AAAAAAAAAF4/DbMgUvwA7Xw/s72-c/hedgehog+band.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-640862398635598520</id><published>2009-10-10T19:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:16:56.248-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='project'/><title type='text'>sanctuary</title><content type='html'>As promised, I made my fort last night! I basically rounded up random stuff, some with sentimental value and some without, and hung it in between two sheets over my bed. It took forever but I think it was so worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/StEV3F0fiAI/AAAAAAAAAGA/O37exZTivn4/s1600-h/pics+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/StEV3F0fiAI/AAAAAAAAAGA/O37exZTivn4/s400/pics+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391114265138530306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/StEV4XNK4lI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/dJHVtuai5qE/s1600-h/pics+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/StEV4XNK4lI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/dJHVtuai5qE/s400/pics+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391114286985306706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/StEV5Y1oqOI/AAAAAAAAAGg/U6u0j142bE4/s1600-h/pics+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/StEV5Y1oqOI/AAAAAAAAAGg/U6u0j142bE4/s400/pics+070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391114304603334882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/StEV3x2AHGI/AAAAAAAAAGI/-5NcxXJtGh0/s1600-h/pics+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/StEV3x2AHGI/AAAAAAAAAGI/-5NcxXJtGh0/s400/pics+063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391114276956019810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/StEWFwAYBYI/AAAAAAAAAGo/x1fDMCRLqRU/s1600-h/pics+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/StEWFwAYBYI/AAAAAAAAAGo/x1fDMCRLqRU/s400/pics+081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391114516980827522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess technically, this is more of a tent than a fort. But it serves the same purpose. I stayed up late last night, listening to Eisley and Beirut, and reading The Secret Life of Houdini, and just thinking. I was tired, but didn't want to fall asleep because I didn't want to lose that feeling of being safe in my little hideaway. My corner of the universe. I spent my whole morning there too. My parents don't understand why, but  I think I'll leave it up for a while longer. I like thinking that everything I need to escape from the world for a little while can fit between two sheets and a wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x Kiki&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-640862398635598520?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/640862398635598520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/10/sanctuary.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/640862398635598520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/640862398635598520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/10/sanctuary.html' title='sanctuary'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/StEV3F0fiAI/AAAAAAAAAGA/O37exZTivn4/s72-c/pics+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-8062403778223884072</id><published>2009-10-09T19:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:16:34.674-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='where the wild things are'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>weekend project</title><content type='html'>The other day on The Rockstar Diaries, I learned about &lt;a href="http://www.booooooom.com/2009/10/05/where-the-wild-things-are-wild-things-forts-contest/"&gt;The Wild Things' Fort contest&lt;/a&gt;. And then that lead me to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the fort project &lt;/span&gt;from &lt;a href="http://kellyburgess.net/"&gt;Kelly Burgess&lt;/a&gt; photography. Now I've got lots of inspiration to build my own fort, so I'll have a distraction while I'm anticipating the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Ss_KDe5AjAI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Q6oKR5hcp7s/s1600-h/fort1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Ss_KDe5AjAI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Q6oKR5hcp7s/s400/fort1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390749440166366210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Ss_Kvsiv7fI/AAAAAAAAAFw/4tCDMHmXGrU/s1600-h/fort+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Ss_Kvsiv7fI/AAAAAAAAAFw/4tCDMHmXGrU/s400/fort+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390750199745342962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Ss_KlgQFDrI/AAAAAAAAAFo/GQGRlDXauXA/s1600-h/fort5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Ss_KlgQFDrI/AAAAAAAAAFo/GQGRlDXauXA/s400/fort5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390750024647118514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Ss_KlQynnxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/U2l7DpGsPpQ/s1600-h/fort4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Ss_KlQynnxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/U2l7DpGsPpQ/s400/fort4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390750020497022738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Ss_Kk9SvwmI/AAAAAAAAAFY/aTEtB7vVBMQ/s1600-h/fort3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Ss_Kk9SvwmI/AAAAAAAAAFY/aTEtB7vVBMQ/s400/fort3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390750015263064674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mhmm. Off to find some pretty sheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x Kiki&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-8062403778223884072?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/8062403778223884072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/10/weekend-project.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/8062403778223884072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/8062403778223884072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/10/weekend-project.html' title='weekend project'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Ss_KDe5AjAI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Q6oKR5hcp7s/s72-c/fort1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-5549613723545441663</id><published>2009-10-08T15:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T17:49:51.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'>if you're happy and you know it clap your hands</title><content type='html'>Today is a good day. A couple hours ago I asked this guy I like and who I think likes me back to homecoming. I almost died of what-if syndrome before I asked him, but then he said "Of course!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic. I need a dress! I want a purple one that I can wear pearls with. I can't stop smiling. Ahaaaa. I've been trying to listen to mellow-ish music to calm me down, maybe this one will work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QWUYzCoZ6ZM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QWUYzCoZ6ZM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. I'm sorry for being such a teenager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x Kiki&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-5549613723545441663?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/5549613723545441663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-youre-happy-and-you-know-it-clap.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/5549613723545441663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/5549613723545441663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-youre-happy-and-you-know-it-clap.html' title='if you&apos;re happy and you know it clap your hands'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-6589956116304149995</id><published>2009-10-04T07:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:15:43.777-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>fall snapshots</title><content type='html'>The weather in Maryland has been pretty bipolar since autumn started a few weeks ago- either ridiculously hot and humid, or freezing cold and rainy. It was perfect out this weekend though, the way fall is supposed to be, which got me in the mood for taking lots of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SskjrLcQBTI/AAAAAAAAADA/YK84z2ZLjhw/s1600-h/pics+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SskjrLcQBTI/AAAAAAAAADA/YK84z2ZLjhw/s400/pics+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388877653838136626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baking pumpkin scones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SskjrlWvTwI/AAAAAAAAADI/ivz4hHSPFM4/s1600-h/pics+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SskjrlWvTwI/AAAAAAAAADI/ivz4hHSPFM4/s400/pics+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388877660794343170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eating said scones with chamomile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sskka_KIONI/AAAAAAAAADQ/xxhX_wJm51I/s1600-h/pics+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sskka_KIONI/AAAAAAAAADQ/xxhX_wJm51I/s400/pics+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388878475174623442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SskkbbSlNGI/AAAAAAAAADY/1TLfzTdnBJQ/s1600-h/pics+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SskkbbSlNGI/AAAAAAAAADY/1TLfzTdnBJQ/s400/pics+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388878482726270050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Apple picking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SskomS2uM1I/AAAAAAAAAFA/uG4KhAMUZ4I/s1600-h/pics+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SskomS2uM1I/AAAAAAAAAFA/uG4KhAMUZ4I/s400/pics+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388883067487007570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random package from my grandma. warm cardigan, and creepy/cute bunny pin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sskkb2NRmTI/AAAAAAAAADg/p3ON3tmC7cs/s1600-h/pics+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/Sskkb2NRmTI/AAAAAAAAADg/p3ON3tmC7cs/s400/pics+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388878489951770930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SsknNZTebiI/AAAAAAAAAEg/hf-70l0Hkc0/s1600-h/pics+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SsknNZTebiI/AAAAAAAAAEg/hf-70l0Hkc0/s400/pics+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388881540209864226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SsknNrps13I/AAAAAAAAAEo/H6vCHLY1spg/s1600-h/pics+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SsknNrps13I/AAAAAAAAAEo/H6vCHLY1spg/s400/pics+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388881545134921586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SsknONbo4UI/AAAAAAAAAEw/oQWa12yZQ74/s1600-h/pics+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SsknONbo4UI/AAAAAAAAAEw/oQWa12yZQ74/s400/pics+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388881554202747202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Farmer's market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SskomGMXqZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/opEGpSBuzt4/s1600-h/pics+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SskomGMXqZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/opEGpSBuzt4/s400/pics+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388883064088144274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddio's birthday (I was sooo proud of myself for that decorating job)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh how I love fall. I hope this weather lasts until my birthday in a few weeks. I'm thinking I want to take a few of my friends camping. Have a campfire, eat s'mores, sleep (or not) in a tent,  all that jazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x Kiki&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-6589956116304149995?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/6589956116304149995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall-snapshots.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/6589956116304149995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/6589956116304149995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall-snapshots.html' title='fall snapshots'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SskjrLcQBTI/AAAAAAAAADA/YK84z2ZLjhw/s72-c/pics+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-3889274592788795535</id><published>2009-10-01T18:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:15:16.438-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='field hockey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>move while you're watching me dance with the enemy</title><content type='html'>Wassup blogger friendz! Thanks for such a warm welcome into blog land. Didn't expect that I'd get so many comments so soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time my field hockey team has a game, we decide on a theme to dress as during the school day to generate some school spirit. In the past we've done black-out (all black in case you couldn't guess), boys, cats, etc. And today's game we decided on mismatched. I was SO excited because it meant I got to wear tons of over the top attention grabbing clothes. Here's what I wore (ignore gross morning face):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SsU6XWoTS8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/UCXOHbmhKds/s1600-h/pics+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SsU6XWoTS8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/UCXOHbmhKds/s320/pics+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387776702104685506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SsU6YbFVp3I/AAAAAAAAACI/cBM16cfWkTs/s1600-h/pics+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SsU6YbFVp3I/AAAAAAAAACI/cBM16cfWkTs/s320/pics+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387776720480085874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two shirts, red tank top, gray jeans, red and black plaid boots, wood flower necklace, and some rainbow bracelets circa third grade. Oh! And my favorite brooch that you can't really see in this picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SsU6Y6ssqAI/AAAAAAAAACQ/WQXSuuXvG9U/s1600-h/pics+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SsU6Y6ssqAI/AAAAAAAAACQ/WQXSuuXvG9U/s320/pics+068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387776728966670338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His name is Mista Funktastic Hippo. Notice it's Mist&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a, &lt;/span&gt;call him Mist&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;er&lt;/span&gt; and I'll have to hate you for not implying his full funk power.&lt;br /&gt;Then when I got to school I decided I was still matching too much so I had to put my field hockey skirt on too. My team attracted quite a few stares in the hallway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SsYkYcSCc3I/AAAAAAAAACg/NjXUHzo2XTU/s1600-h/pics+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SsYkYcSCc3I/AAAAAAAAACg/NjXUHzo2XTU/s400/pics+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388034006522688370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And noooo, we didn't win our game. The school we played is about evenly matched with our skill, so I was expecting that I'd be able to tell people that we won by 4 or something. But one of our best scorers was sick, and then another slipped and twisted her ankle on the field and couldn't play. And our goalie sucks because she never comes to practice or listens to any advice we give her. We tried so so hard but we lost 1-0. AHHHHHHHH. We were supposed to win! I could seriously cry. Or kill someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To calm myself down I'm going to listen to this song a million times. Remedy by Little Boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/McdqerXrwXE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/McdqerXrwXE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's working, I must get up and dance now! No more poison killing my emotions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx Kiki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: The way that the video juts out into the sidebar is annoying the bejesus out of me! I must figure out how to make my center column wider. Hm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-3889274592788795535?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/3889274592788795535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/10/move-while-youre-watching-me-dance-with.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/3889274592788795535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/3889274592788795535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/10/move-while-youre-watching-me-dance-with.html' title='move while you&apos;re watching me dance with the enemy'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SsU6XWoTS8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/UCXOHbmhKds/s72-c/pics+050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332234154400472803.post-4540330349217180903</id><published>2009-09-28T12:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:14:45.001-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introduction'/><title type='text'>Introduction, etc.</title><content type='html'>Hello! If anyone has come across my blog and is actually reading it, I'm pretty amazed because I've just started this blog and have done nothing to prove that it's worth reading yet. So thanks. Currently, my best friend is sleeping in the room next to me (what the hell? she needs to sleep more than four hours after we stay up until 4??). To distract myself from the hunger that's growing from waiting for her to get up and help me make pancakes, and because I'm painfully bad at introductions, I'll list some things about myself, to break the ice. Or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) My real name is Caroline but my sister nicknamed me Kiki when I was a few months old. Call me whichever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I stutter and trip over my own words more often than you can say hot potato. Oh shiii, that didn't make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Oftentimes, when I do pronounce all my words properly, they are strung together in ways that even I don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I've been a ballerina for ten years and a cellist for six.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) My very favorite person in the world is the aforementioned best friend, Sydney. Now I've moved closer to her in the hopes that my typing will wake her up because I need some breakfast in my belly NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I'm a captain of my school's JV field hockey team and love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Give me pearls and dark chocolate and you have yourself a new friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I'm not sure whether I like this blog's name or not. Syd said, "It sounds like the name of a weird band you'd listen to." The kaleidoscope part isn't really referring to the toy, more like the series of changing events and phases that is my life. Thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to label this as a fashion blog or a music blog or an art blog. It's probably just be my random rants and feelings and things I love. Speaking of things I love, I love this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SsK9kkkUu9I/AAAAAAAAABw/_XydUfiimx8/s1600-h/masks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SsK9kkkUu9I/AAAAAAAAABw/_XydUfiimx8/s320/masks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387076540277504978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited. Nice to meet you, let's be friends.&lt;br /&gt;xxx Kiki&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5332234154400472803-4540330349217180903?l=kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/feeds/4540330349217180903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/09/introduction-etc.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/4540330349217180903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5332234154400472803/posts/default/4540330349217180903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kikiandthekaleidoscope.blogspot.com/2009/09/introduction-etc.html' title='Introduction, etc.'/><author><name>Kiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225717909105344333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/S1jbtaQQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAj8/wlg2F8FFz8w/S220/lala.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tH8uyOP6YFI/SsK9kkkUu9I/AAAAAAAAABw/_XydUfiimx8/s72-c/masks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
