<?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-351209855026886076</id><updated>2012-01-26T22:43:38.567+11:00</updated><title type='text'>SKIN &amp; BONES</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;nbsp;love,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;nbsp;k&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-3608149852489238693?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/3608149852489238693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2012/01/risk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/3608149852489238693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/3608149852489238693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2012/01/risk.html' title='Risk'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-3940291464037888825</id><published>2012-01-01T18:41:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T18:48:04.302+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas &amp; New Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5739.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5761.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5797.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5832.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5838.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5858.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5869.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5883.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5890.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5898.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5905.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5906.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5907.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5915.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5922.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5927.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5947.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5950.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5953.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5956.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5963.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5983.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5995.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_6011.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas at with family&lt;br /&gt;Boxing day with sister's future in-laws&lt;br /&gt;+ New Year's Eve 2011 ... &amp;amp; the first moments of 2012 with some very important individuals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Years wonderful people (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-3940291464037888825?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/3940291464037888825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-new-memories.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/3940291464037888825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/3940291464037888825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-new-memories.html' title='Christmas &amp; New Memories'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/th_IMG_5739.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-7609226854754016265</id><published>2011-12-24T15:09:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T15:09:37.251+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumped Up Kicks</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5515.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5528.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5628.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5639.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5659.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5665.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5662.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5670.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5674.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5688.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5707.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5722.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5728.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5703.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5715.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;My days have been filled with sweet, sweet bliss.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;The day I fell down the hole&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Merimbula December 2011&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Emily's 20th Birthday&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-7609226854754016265?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/7609226854754016265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/12/pumped-up-kicks.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/7609226854754016265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/7609226854754016265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/12/pumped-up-kicks.html' title='Pumped Up Kicks'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/th_IMG_5515.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-2092258857327406117</id><published>2011-11-26T21:46:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T22:07:12.256+11:00</updated><title type='text'>3 things</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;3 major contributers to my life: friends, family and food.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;September - December&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_4941.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_4962.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5009.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5063.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5065.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5069.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5070.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5071.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5091.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5097.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5143.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5152.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5193.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5200.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5201.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5206.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5240.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5302.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5322.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5339.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5349.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5353.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5355.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5358.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5361.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5377.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5379.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5387.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5399.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5418.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5422.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5430.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5435.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5441.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5443.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5446.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5452.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5462.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5472.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5473.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5479.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5487.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/IMG_5495.jpg" width="700" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, k.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-2092258857327406117?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/2092258857327406117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/11/3-things.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/2092258857327406117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/2092258857327406117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/11/3-things.html' title='3 things'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq179/kattong92/blogspot/th_IMG_4941.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-1435984952868735922</id><published>2011-11-22T17:11:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T20:38:10.017+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Press Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="30" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4AWRHBHDVlQ?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&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/4AWRHBHDVlQ?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="560" height="30" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all the world is spinning a round like a red balloon way up in the clouds, and my feet will not stay on the ground - You anchor me back down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e2C6O5x8KtY/TsXcl0Q0RyI/AAAAAAAADv4/TMHmYCnTXr4/s640/5430998926_c1987045b5_z_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am nearly world renowned as a restless soul who always skips town. But I look for you to come around and anchor me back down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EF-OcCdGKfc/Tqtwog2KCkI/AAAAAAAACug/V3m8Csg4mT8/s640/tumblr_lqkjjaYrKG1qgs7ujo1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are those who think that I'm strange. They would box me up and tell me to change. But you hold me close and softly say, that you wouldn't have me any other way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qv5wFAex72c/TsMwrd2vuCI/AAAAAAAADq0/nwTaa6kQvE0/s640/tumblr_luqak0qqUq1qc3ur7o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people pin me as a clown, you behave as though I'm wearing a crown. When I'm lost I feel so very fond, when you anchor me back down&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. (Ft. Mindy Gledhill)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All images via MHQ Blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-1435984952868735922?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/1435984952868735922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/11/press-play.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1435984952868735922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1435984952868735922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/11/press-play.html' title='Press Play'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e2C6O5x8KtY/TsXcl0Q0RyI/AAAAAAAADv4/TMHmYCnTXr4/s72-c/5430998926_c1987045b5_z_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-1509047814605797895</id><published>2011-11-09T11:14:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T11:14:20.754+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Jet Plane</title><content type='html'>"She said "hello mister, please to meet ya"&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold her, I wanna kiss her&lt;br /&gt;She smelled of daisies, smelled of daisies&lt;br /&gt;She drive me crazy, drive me crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be my lover, my lady river&lt;br /&gt;Can I take ya, take ya higher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna hold ya, gonna kiss ya in my arms&lt;br /&gt;Gonna take ya away from harm"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. (ft. Angus &amp;amp; Julia Stone)&lt;br /&gt;TAKE NOTE BOYS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-1509047814605797895?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/1509047814605797895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/11/big-jet-plane.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1509047814605797895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1509047814605797895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/11/big-jet-plane.html' title='Big Jet Plane'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-8988168838145300704</id><published>2011-10-31T11:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T11:36:09.214+11:00</updated><title type='text'>A quick question</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/310108_10150426043815240_21977955239_10456417_132820382_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-8988168838145300704?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/8988168838145300704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/10/quick-question.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/8988168838145300704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/8988168838145300704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/10/quick-question.html' title='A quick question'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-8170059968917866687</id><published>2011-10-25T18:04:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T18:05:06.495+11:00</updated><title type='text'>love is a process, not an event</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 1.5em;"&gt;"I think being in love is a process, not an event.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 1.5em;"&gt;That said, as far as I’m concerned, young people who think they are in love&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;are&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;in love, kind of by definition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 1.5em;"&gt;That love may not last a lifetime, and it may not feel like it was love looking back on it later, but none of that delegitimizes&amp;nbsp;the reality of the experience while it was being experienced."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- JOHN GREEN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 1.5em;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 1.5em;"&gt;k.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-8170059968917866687?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/8170059968917866687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/10/love-is-process-not-event.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/8170059968917866687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/8170059968917866687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/10/love-is-process-not-event.html' title='love is a process, not an event'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-1075956465297196266</id><published>2011-10-08T21:45:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T21:54:30.198+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby in the Summertime.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img27.imageshack.us/img27/5200/img0791dn.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This outfit makes me insanely happy.&lt;br /&gt;Hello spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me a wee bit taller? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-1075956465297196266?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/1075956465297196266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/10/baby-in-summertime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1075956465297196266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1075956465297196266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/10/baby-in-summertime.html' title='Baby in the Summertime.'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-2288680458665200558</id><published>2011-09-26T20:46:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:46:50.995+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the Incline</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5252/5496831286_6585d98cea.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;via &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/obsesscompulse/5496831286/"&gt;i'm a witch&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Copyright infringement not intended&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLINK. REALLY. FAST.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-2288680458665200558?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/2288680458665200558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/09/incline.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/2288680458665200558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/2288680458665200558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/09/incline.html' title='the Incline'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5252/5496831286_6585d98cea_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-6399455662518201705</id><published>2011-09-23T19:29:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T19:29:33.500+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Titanium</title><content type='html'>You shout it out but I can't hear a word you say. I'm talking loud not saying much. I'm criticized but all your bullets ricochet. You shoot me down, but I get up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut me down - But it's you who have further to fall. Ghost town, haunted love. Raise your voice, sticks and stones may break my bones. I'm talking loud not saying much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lryjfzAmfL1qztvaso1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;via &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lambholic/5185877834/in/photostream"&gt;Lambholic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Copyright infringement not intended&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stone-hard, machine gun. &lt;b&gt;Firing at the ones who run.&lt;/b&gt; Stone-hard, those bulletproof guns.I'm bulletproof.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;Fire away, fire away&lt;br /&gt;Ricochet, you take your aim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You shoot me down but I won't fall&lt;br /&gt;I am titanium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k (ft. David Guetta and Sia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-6399455662518201705?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/6399455662518201705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/09/titanium.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/6399455662518201705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/6399455662518201705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/09/titanium.html' title='Titanium'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-1089412463126759613</id><published>2011-09-10T14:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T14:16:02.443+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Plans</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;We made plans to kiss the sun at night.Hopeless dreamers, hopeless times.Shedding skin you show your beauty scars.Don't forget me or who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img51.imageshack.us/img51/7135/tanya1.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know this don't feel right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img641.imageshack.us/img641/2604/tanya2h.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows what we feel?I just met you I can read your thoughts.What they tell me is what I want.I'll keep you guessing - keep you wanting more.'Cause where we're going no one knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img199.imageshack.us/img199/619/tanya4.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just met you, I swear I read your thoughts -So don't forget me or what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img851.imageshack.us/img851/4127/tanya5.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light up the stage, make your move, give me somethingso I can dance in your light and to your rhythm.Soon it unfolds who we are in this masquerade of starsTear off the mask, the face you hide is what I'm missing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img833.imageshack.us/img833/3522/tanya3.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made plans to kiss the sun at night. Hopeless dreamers, hopeless times. One was turning, one was standing still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img831.imageshack.us/img831/8199/tanya6.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't forget what was promised here. You know this don't feel right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows what we feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k (ft. Birds of Tokyo - "Plans")&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Images via &lt;a href="http://fashiongonerogue.com/tanya-mityushina-rony-shram-hamptons-magazine/%22"&gt;FashionGoneRogue&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Tanya Mityushina by Rony Shram for Hamptons Magazine&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Copyright infringement not intended &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-1089412463126759613?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/1089412463126759613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/09/plans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1089412463126759613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1089412463126759613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/09/plans.html' title='Plans'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-9064810293984631193</id><published>2011-09-07T11:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T11:24:09.666+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Kimbra and Alexa</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;An acquired taste perhaps? But I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/yHV04eSGzAA" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To level out my last depressing post - a good dose of Alexa Chung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.imgur.com/2zjAh.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.imgur.com/orhKZ.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.imgur.com/xSzC4.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.imgur.com/i5Hpx.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.imgur.com/yAoMY.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;via &lt;a href="http://studdedhearts.blogspot.com/2011/09/asixtiesgirl.html"&gt;StuddedHearts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexa Chung for Harper's Bazaar UK October 2011&lt;br /&gt;Photographer: Ellen Von Unwerth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-9064810293984631193?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/9064810293984631193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/09/kimbra-and-alexa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/9064810293984631193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/9064810293984631193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/09/kimbra-and-alexa.html' title='Kimbra and Alexa'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/yHV04eSGzAA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-318054026041405672</id><published>2011-09-05T20:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T14:07:46.301+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The fields are bleeding</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img716.imageshack.us/img716/5637/enikomihalik1.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever get that feeling where all you want to do, is do things right and at the beginning of the day you're so optimistic and so determined to make it a great day? But then at the end of the day, the demons sap the light out of everything and all you can do is sit in the darkness and wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img825.imageshack.us/img825/6599/enikomihalik4.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the while with the gigantic elephant standing in the room, you just sit there. You sit and you wait. Wait for the sun to rise again. But will you go on and just sweep the dust under the rug? Or do you viciously throw all that you know and turn your world upside down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img190.imageshack.us/img190/302/enikomihalik7.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When at the beginning of it all, you just wanted a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img10.imageshack.us/img10/2995/enikomihalik9.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos: Eniko Mihalik by Anthony Maule via &lt;a href="http://fashiongonerogue.com/eniko-mihalik-anthony-maule-numero-126/"&gt;FashionGoneRogue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: via Brooke Fraser's - "Crows and Locusts"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-318054026041405672?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/318054026041405672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/09/fields-are-bleeding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/318054026041405672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/318054026041405672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/09/fields-are-bleeding.html' title='The fields are bleeding'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-4058328650963797178</id><published>2011-09-04T17:23:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T17:23:24.961+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Superman</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkmdblLSat1qa577qo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;I'LL SAVE YOU.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;love,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;k.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-4058328650963797178?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/4058328650963797178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/09/superman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/4058328650963797178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/4058328650963797178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/09/superman.html' title='Superman'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-5280117588674493845</id><published>2011-09-04T17:21:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T17:21:44.610+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Subtle</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqzhzgrPGU1qzvhmpo1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;You don't realise how much things have changed until you look back.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Think back 1 year ago.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;I know. Very different now wasn't it?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Most importantly, are you happy?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;love,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;k.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-5280117588674493845?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/5280117588674493845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/09/subtle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/5280117588674493845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/5280117588674493845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/09/subtle.html' title='Subtle'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-8094637729835163338</id><published>2011-08-15T22:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T22:06:40.525+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody That I Used To Know</title><content type='html'>Gotye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8UVNT4wvIGY" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for you to appreciate some good music and a great music video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-8094637729835163338?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/8094637729835163338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/08/somebody-that-i-used-to-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/8094637729835163338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/8094637729835163338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/08/somebody-that-i-used-to-know.html' title='Somebody That I Used To Know'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8UVNT4wvIGY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-2186503950226128959</id><published>2011-08-09T22:55:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T22:55:00.150+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Yays and Nays</title><content type='html'>I refuse to let my 'Nays' of the day outweigh the goodness of today - however small they may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAY, I had two tiring pracs today that took the full 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;YAY! I survived them, made a new friend, and genuinely had fun.&lt;br /&gt;NAY, I was tired (SO TIRED) hungry, and had 0 productivity (study wise)&lt;br /&gt;YAY! I fully appreciate my friend. &lt;br /&gt;NAY, felt bad for ditching my friend at the tram stop.&lt;br /&gt;YAY! had a really good Bible Study Sesh.&lt;br /&gt;NAY, They decided to do Karaoke.&lt;br /&gt;YAY! It was entertaining and funny&lt;br /&gt;NAY, I held back.&lt;br /&gt;YAY! Early home time, sleep early, rest up, be refreshed.&lt;br /&gt;NAY, ... or not. Sarah got a flat tyre.&lt;br /&gt;YAY!  My youth pastor was there to save us and helped change the tyre, even  with his shattered leg that has been operated on 11 times. I'm so  grateful. &lt;br /&gt;YAY! We eventually did get home... doesn't matter how late&lt;br /&gt;YAY! Thankful for my sister who still happily drove me home&lt;br /&gt;YAY! That we got home safely&lt;br /&gt;YAY! for the amazing food my parents left for me when I got home&lt;br /&gt;YAY! for the understanding parents of my immensely tiring day...&lt;br /&gt;YAY! I can finally settle down and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAY, ... I left my pencil case at church.&lt;br /&gt;YAY! my friend was there to pick it up for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's taken A LOT to help me see beyond the bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-2186503950226128959?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/2186503950226128959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/08/yays-and-nays.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/2186503950226128959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/2186503950226128959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/08/yays-and-nays.html' title='Yays and Nays'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-688198806651667129</id><published>2011-08-07T21:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T21:01:23.966+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Struggletown</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Never allow your energy or enthusiasm be dampened by the discouragement that must inevitably come&lt;br /&gt;- Julian Bialowas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhydtkW7Gm1qaobbko1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://filthyminds.tumblr.com/post/8204910174"&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lp2qmwl4K91qawkezo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I were tall, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I am wasting the person I am - but that doesn't stop me from wishing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I'm going to start a photography project: 100 Strangers. It's time to leave my cosy comfortable zone.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-688198806651667129?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/688198806651667129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/08/struggletown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/688198806651667129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/688198806651667129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/08/struggletown.html' title='Struggletown'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-4963007901959306416</id><published>2011-08-06T10:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T10:09:30.159+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribal spirits</title><content type='html'>via &lt;a href="http://markethq.blogspot.com/"&gt;Market HQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9TfwZNxpb9A/TjX-HK_cm3I/AAAAAAAAA5g/FbM0Zj9VmiY/s1600/1.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EwJG9B_NIv0/TjX-IXAGu2I/AAAAAAAAA5o/wxk0l2_w6Pk/s640/3.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LGZSBfPG-YQ/TjX-LpVpuhI/AAAAAAAAA50/v-nxrdDMl00/s1600/427-feather-hair-extensions-_large.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zgdhTHPiJZY/TjX-MWA6M4I/AAAAAAAAA54/mmuJvrNHdC8/s640/indians_by_sdofb-d3jneen_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-91R15o6-zsU/TjX-QiljCtI/AAAAAAAAA6M/Tvd-2r1a7WU/s640/tumblr_lo3aqjOMmY1qgsbpbo1_500_large_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4cQkdz-9x8E/TjX-RILjHLI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/8Aou1ogleqw/s640/tumblr_loftht16QK1qe0oz5o1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I see what you did there ! Pan's Labyrinth !)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1NxrhCrCRfg/TjX-Ry30niI/AAAAAAAAA6U/O8UTccZfnIs/s640/tumblr_loil8pNtM71qihyqro1_500_large_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dLi_mTvcwE4/TjX-THytStI/AAAAAAAAA6c/OVeCvI3Ax4Q/s640/Wild-at-Wategos2_large_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, today is my sister's engagement party. I shall post my own pictures soon - when I get the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I miss people so much.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-4963007901959306416?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/4963007901959306416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/08/tribal-spirits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/4963007901959306416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/4963007901959306416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/08/tribal-spirits.html' title='Tribal spirits'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9TfwZNxpb9A/TjX-HK_cm3I/AAAAAAAAA5g/FbM0Zj9VmiY/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-6654903297654895242</id><published>2011-07-29T11:05:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T23:37:33.304+10:00</updated><title type='text'>You've got the Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3005/5871292751_355e87e44d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karrah_kobus/%22"&gt;karah.kobus&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Copyright infringement not intended&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air - but I know I can count on you.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like saying "Lord I just don't care", but you've got the love I need To see me through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it seems that the going is just too rough and things go wrong no matter what I do. Now and then it seems that life is just too much. But you've got the love I need to see me through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When food is gone you are my daily need. When friends are gone I know my Savior's love is real&lt;br /&gt;You know it's real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You've got the love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time after time I think "Oh Lord what's the use?" Time after time I think it's just no good.&lt;br /&gt;Sooner or later in life, the things you love you lose. But &lt;b&gt;you've got the love&lt;/b&gt; I need to see me through&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k (ft. Florence + the Machine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot describe how applicable this song is right now. I know it's pretty 'old' BUT SO RELEVANT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-6654903297654895242?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/6654903297654895242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/07/youve-got-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/6654903297654895242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/6654903297654895242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/07/youve-got-love.html' title='You&apos;ve got the Love.'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3005/5871292751_355e87e44d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-7101766906369319197</id><published>2011-07-08T00:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T00:07:03.117+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget you</title><content type='html'>Cee-lo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Due to my blogging absence and the lack of emotional control right now, I'm going to go on a frenzy and just go on a picture run. Have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ghost-of-perdition.tumblr.com/post/5387292847/rose"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll0ysvdPiC1qg1d3so1_500.jpg" width="452" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vainandvapid.tumblr.com/post/7332250359"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lny62h7LWR1qaev87o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/7422599"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/7422599/tumblr_lh4lydWlwE1qdok1go1_500_large.jpg?1298559440" width="452" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Your past is just a story. And once you realize this, it has no power over you.”&lt;br /&gt;—  Chuck Palahniuk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jezico/5340828301/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5127/5340828301_134750b749_z.jpg" width="452" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://somuchlovee.tumblr.com/post/7328277084"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lny0lf43OL1qzvhmpo1_500.jpg" width="452" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/54784015_bsDekUSW_c.jpg" width="452" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lavandula.tumblr.com/post/7271426345"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnvetnudG31qbovnfo1_500.jpg" width="452" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, and don’t put up with people that are reckless with yours.”&lt;br /&gt;—  Kurt Vonnegut&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-7101766906369319197?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/7101766906369319197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/07/forget-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/7101766906369319197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/7101766906369319197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/07/forget-you.html' title='Forget you'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5127/5340828301_134750b749_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-5408761986165665312</id><published>2011-06-18T00:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T00:44:30.808+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Intelligent Design vs. Evolution</title><content type='html'>As you know, I am Christian and yeah I do believe in intelligent design, and honestly this topic really annoys me. Not because I am biased to one side or I believe that one side is better than the other but the lack of respect that goes on when people are having these so-called 'discussions'. (on both sides)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that when we did school debates, we would 'belittle' our opponent and try and make our point of view look more appealing than theirs. However, in this case, IT'S JUST DIFFERENT (I know, I'm terrible at presenting my case). Each and everyone of us have our own beliefs and when one person attacks the other saying something that disrespects them in anyway - is not making progress in the discussion whatsoever. If both parties want to present their point of view, I JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY IT CAN'T BE DONE IN A NON-JUDGMENTAL WAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;On the same note, I see many people who defend their belief in intelligent design saying things such as "hahaha you are all going to hell". A 'holier-than-thou' mentality misses the entire point of believing in Christ in the first place! But that is the point though, none of us are perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...when others start taking the bible literally..... It is too funny"&lt;br /&gt;Is it really? I don't sit in biology lectures laughing when my lecturer is talking about something she is truly passionate about. I have the decency (as does everyone else in the lecture) to let her have her say about things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say you have something precious to you. Let's say you introduce your friends to this amazing thing that you have, but when you show it to them, they laugh and point at you saying that it's ridiculous and it's the dumbest thing that you have ever seen. Naturally you'd feel hurt right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm just sensitive. But I am completely positive that people don't need to put each other down in order for their view to be presented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all of this, no I'm no better than the next person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-5408761986165665312?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/5408761986165665312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/06/intelligent-design-vs-evolution.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/5408761986165665312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/5408761986165665312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/06/intelligent-design-vs-evolution.html' title='Intelligent Design vs. Evolution'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-4493973528349250781</id><published>2011-06-05T13:38:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T13:39:11.267+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Decor</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IS91PrfsY8k/TeMviCCB5VI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Wwlh7HRDUcs/s1600/BaliMay11.8.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;via &lt;a href="http://oraclefox.blogspot.com/"&gt;Oracle Fox&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros.&lt;br /&gt;Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-4493973528349250781?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/4493973528349250781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/06/decor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/4493973528349250781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/4493973528349250781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/06/decor.html' title='Decor'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IS91PrfsY8k/TeMviCCB5VI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Wwlh7HRDUcs/s72-c/BaliMay11.8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-98665196777390363</id><published>2011-06-05T12:18:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T13:36:41.643+10:00</updated><title type='text'>EXCITEMENT</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lm8b7bezW81qzb7gjo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;via &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/paperlilies/4360464681/"&gt;paper.lilies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt; I ACTUALLY AM ABOUT TO BURST AT THE SEAMS&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO TELL EVERYONE THAT I KNOW&lt;br /&gt;BUT I CAN'T&lt;br /&gt;BUT WHEN I GET THE "OK".&lt;br /&gt;I'LL BE ABLE TO TELL EVERYONE.&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO EXCITED.&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU WILL KNOW SOON.&lt;br /&gt;I PROMISE&lt;br /&gt;IT'S INSANE&lt;br /&gt;IT'S ACTUALLY MORE EXCITING FOR ME&lt;br /&gt;THAN IT PROBABLY IS FOR YOU.&lt;br /&gt;OH.MY.GOODNESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (yes, my sister is engaged!)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-98665196777390363?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/98665196777390363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/06/excitement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/98665196777390363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/98665196777390363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/06/excitement.html' title='EXCITEMENT'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-3065054287265024890</id><published>2011-05-17T20:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T20:30:55.686+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Evan</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/D9AFMVMl9qE?rel=0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a little bit funny this feeling inside. I'm not one of those who can easily hide. I don't have much money but boy, if I did I'd buy a big house where we both could live &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So excuse me forgetting but these things I do see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue anyway the thing is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I really mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can tell everybody, this is your song. It may be quite simple but, now that it's done &lt;br /&gt;I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind that I put down in words ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful life is now you're in the world &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was a sculptor, but then again no, or girl who makes potions in a traveling show - I know it's not much but it's the best I can do. My gift is my song and this one's for you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can tell everybody this is your song. It may be quite simple but now that it's done &lt;br /&gt;I hope you dont mind, I hope you dont mind that I put down in words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful life is now you're in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;katherine (ft. Ellie Goulding's - "Your Song")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-3065054287265024890?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/3065054287265024890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/05/evan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/3065054287265024890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/3065054287265024890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/05/evan.html' title='Evan'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/D9AFMVMl9qE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-6572275001693505135</id><published>2011-05-17T20:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T20:12:36.062+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Kurt Cobain</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"To wish you were someone else, is to waste the person that you are"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I could practise what I preach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-6572275001693505135?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/6572275001693505135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/05/kurt-cobain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/6572275001693505135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/6572275001693505135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/05/kurt-cobain.html' title='Kurt Cobain'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-8125471494888955059</id><published>2011-05-17T18:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T18:50:23.530+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the RAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_llc0cn4AwT1qap2qfo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my hands could hold them you'd see I'd take all these secrets in me and I'd move and mold them to be something I'd set free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to darken the skies. Open the floodgates up. I want to change my mind. I want to be enough. I want the water in my eyes. I want to cry until the end of time. I want to let the rain come down, make a brand new ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the rain come down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_llc0eoStW71qap2qfo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hold on to worry so tight. It's safe in here right next to my heart. Who now shouts at the top of her voice, "Let me go, let me out, this is not my choice"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I always felt it before that the world was filled with much more than the drowning soul I've learned to be I just need the rain to remind me ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the rain come down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. ft. Sara Bareilles- "Let the Rain"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All images above via &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/quicklikesilver/"&gt;ann_he&lt;/a&gt;. No copyright infringement intended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-8125471494888955059?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/8125471494888955059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/05/let-rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/8125471494888955059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/8125471494888955059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/05/let-rain.html' title='Let the RAIN'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-8268590867640604554</id><published>2011-05-15T16:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T16:57:24.288+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Arguru</title><content type='html'>Deadmau5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think I have pride issues. I feel the need to defend anything that is remotely about me or mean something to me. Like the fact that I don't ask for help at Uni (which is ultimately my downfall) because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I don't want to bother anyone&lt;br /&gt;2) I don't like asking questions that are seemingly obvious to everyone else except me&lt;br /&gt;3) I don't like appearing weak or that I always need help (I mean if they can do it themselves why can't I?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, apologies for the hiatus, been busy with University.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a question for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS THE PURPOSE FOR YOUR ACTIONS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is applicable to everything in your life right now. Why do you study so much? Why do you sacrifice so much of your time on a seemingly pointless essay with sleepless nights? Why don't you just be a dole bludger? Why not go to a short course and live your life, instead of spending a whole chunk of it studying a University degree? In fact, why study at all? So you can have a comfortable life with a house, family... a dog perhaps? Is that it? What will you do when you have all that? Will it just be work .. family .. a particularly exciting event here and there... is that it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my answers. I have my purpose. What's yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just something to ponder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-8268590867640604554?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/8268590867640604554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/05/arguru.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/8268590867640604554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/8268590867640604554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/05/arguru.html' title='Arguru'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-422304900308979554</id><published>2011-04-06T13:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T13:07:32.173+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Better than Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lj2dzgUlKP1qc9ekbo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;via &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/julianbialowas/5584539256/"&gt;Julian Bialowas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright not intended&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so easy to say positive things when you're in such a good place in that moment of time. I can say that I'm going to be more positive but when things get inevitably difficult and challenging, it's as though your life will be determined on whether or not you get through it at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you fall into that massive pit of doom where you find yourself being inefficient and sulking about it when you realise that if you had just stayed calm and done what needs to be done in the first place, then you would've completed by the time you had sufficiently exhausted yourself by sulking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my vicious cycle to juggle life amongst other things. I will always try though - to be positive that is - and I think that's all people ask of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-422304900308979554?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/422304900308979554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/04/better-than-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/422304900308979554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/422304900308979554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/04/better-than-life.html' title='Better than Life'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-115370477674938891</id><published>2011-04-03T22:15:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T22:18:18.038+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>From my good friend ANGOOSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"TOMORROW IS NEVER PROMISED"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes people come into your life and you know right away that they were meant to be there, they serve some sort of purpose, teach you a lesson or help figure out who you are and who you want to become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I1Qq9g7-3tE/TZhh0Z9vICI/AAAAAAAAAPY/W44qSIo3uvg/s1600/Untitled-4.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never know who these people may be: your neighbor, child, long lost friend, lover, or even a complete stranger who, when you lock eyes with them, you know at that very moment that they will affect your life in some profound way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bb843ffwhus/TZhh0SLKgOI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/0TvhG6H6qIY/s1600/Untitled-3.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes things happen to you and at the time they seem painful and unfair, but in reflection you realize that without overcoming those obstacles you would have never realized your potential strength, will power, or heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything happens for a reason. Nothing happens by chance or by means of good or bad luck. Illness, injury, love, lost moments of true greatness and sheer stupidity all occur to test the limits of your soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MqnxUqYIy4g/TZhhz97SyzI/AAAAAAAAAPI/8MEBXeOzDNw/s1600/Untitled-2.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without these small tests, whether they be events, illnesses or relationships, life would be like a smoothly paved straight flat road to nowhere, safe and comfortable, but dull and utterly pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people you meet who affect your life and the successes and downfalls you experience create who you are, and even the bad experiences can be learned from, In fact, they are probably the poignant and important ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uc0Nt2XEV1g/TZhhz2eA07I/AAAAAAAAAPA/5zb4sU-iabc/s1600/Untitled-1.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone loves you, love them back unconditionally, not only because they love you, but because they are teaching you to love and opening your heart and eyes to things you would have never seen or felt without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make every day count. Appreciate every moment and take from it everything that you possibly can, for you may never be able to experience it again... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MLG1vfjqq0M/TZhjQSpd2xI/AAAAAAAAAPo/SXV5lROjdfY/s400/Untitled-6.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work hard, train hard, laugh hard, love hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold your head up because you have every right too.&lt;br /&gt;Tell yourself you are a great individual and believe in yourself... for if you don't believe in yourself, no one else will believe in you either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You can make of your life anything you wish.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All images above via &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tamgutlich/"&gt;Tamara Lichtenstein &lt;/a&gt;. Copyright not intended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-115370477674938891?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/115370477674938891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/04/tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/115370477674938891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/115370477674938891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/04/tomorrow.html' title='Tomorrow'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I1Qq9g7-3tE/TZhh0Z9vICI/AAAAAAAAAPY/W44qSIo3uvg/s72-c/Untitled-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-1719329125237039835</id><published>2011-04-03T15:39:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T15:40:31.106+10:00</updated><title type='text'>You and Me</title><content type='html'>Lifehouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lj2aa9kLSP1qap2qfo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;via &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/julianbialowas/"&gt;Julian Bialowas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright not intended.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're reading this, &lt;b&gt;You are part of Me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-1719329125237039835?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/1719329125237039835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/04/you-and-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1719329125237039835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1719329125237039835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/04/you-and-me.html' title='You and Me'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-5052837602142349265</id><published>2011-04-02T12:02:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T12:02:55.025+11:00</updated><title type='text'>VCR</title><content type='html'>The XX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please press play. I'm not kidding around here ... PRESS PLAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gI2eO_mNM88" title="YouTube video player" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You, you still have all the answers&lt;br /&gt;and you, you still have them too&lt;br /&gt;and we, we live half in the day time&lt;br /&gt;and we, we live half at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch things on VCRs, with me and talk about &lt;b&gt;big love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we're superstars, you say you think we are the best thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you, you just know, you just do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_liyzigEEE31qzkiyio1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/karrah_kobus/"&gt;Karah Kobus&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I find myself by the sea, in another's company by the sea&lt;br /&gt;When I go out the pier, gonna die and have no fear&lt;br /&gt;Because you, you just know, you just do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_liyvouL1MH1qzkiyio1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/emilywindinthewires/"&gt;Emily Harriet&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch things on VCRs, with me and talk about &lt;b&gt;big love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we're superstars, you say you think we are the best thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you, you just know, you just do&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. My love for Star Wars couldn't let this one pass: "You're the Obi-Wan for me."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-5052837602142349265?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/5052837602142349265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/04/vcr.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/5052837602142349265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/5052837602142349265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/04/vcr.html' title='VCR'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/gI2eO_mNM88/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-1184110102740130083</id><published>2011-03-30T11:15:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T11:15:00.633+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Islands</title><content type='html'>The XX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lisd47UAvW1qzdiqvo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;via &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/22154095@N07/3943099496"&gt;*whimsical&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no idea how busy I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;University work&lt;br /&gt;Hospital Work&lt;br /&gt;Work that I've offered myself to do for friends&lt;br /&gt;Lack of sleep&lt;br /&gt;Bible Study&lt;br /&gt;My commitment to see friends/loved one(s)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't elaborate any more. Lecture is starting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all is well on your end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-1184110102740130083?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/1184110102740130083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/03/islands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1184110102740130083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1184110102740130083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/03/islands.html' title='Islands'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-5989760927363994726</id><published>2011-03-25T22:32:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T22:32:34.470+11:00</updated><title type='text'>More Time</title><content type='html'>Needtobreathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You actually NEED to listen to that song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lilrgxxG6c1qzp3wto1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;via &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/julianbialowas/"&gt;Julian Bialowas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have time for the things I love any more. &lt;br /&gt;Is this sacrifice worth it? &lt;br /&gt;Will I get where I want to be? &lt;br /&gt;Am I being realistic or idealistic?&lt;br /&gt;Should I settle for less?&lt;br /&gt;Am I on the right path?&lt;br /&gt;How will I know if I'm wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hours are less, but I've never studied so hard in my life. My no. 1 dislike is wasting time - I'm terrified I'll be wasting YEARS of my life. Life is so short. Recent events cannot emphasise this any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all is well on your end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-5989760927363994726?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/5989760927363994726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/03/more-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/5989760927363994726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/5989760927363994726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/03/more-time.html' title='More Time'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-3713387571804804169</id><published>2011-03-20T15:31:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T15:31:48.953+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Who are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss150/lovemorelive/01/19413710150126115889217.jpg" width="550"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAINT magazine&lt;br /&gt;Photography: Mariah Jelana&lt;br /&gt;Styling &amp;amp; Models: Christina &amp;amp; Rhia&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technology in the health realm has provided us with more control over diseases, sickness and better facilities to save lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technology in the health realm has also provided us to be able to take away lives that could have potentially been here today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuclear power can provide clean power in order to sustain a healthy planet and try to curb climate change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuclear power has also destroyed many lives, not only the current generation but the future generations to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nations stand shoulder to shoulder in times of need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nations are turning against nations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the potential to be amazing and have an impact on this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just one small person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-3713387571804804169?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/3713387571804804169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/03/who-are-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/3713387571804804169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/3713387571804804169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/03/who-are-you.html' title='Who are you?'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss150/lovemorelive/01/th_19413710150126115889217.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-2952586955727306479</id><published>2011-03-17T21:26:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T21:28:45.323+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Stephen Mallon</title><content type='html'>"Since the 1600's man has artificially created reefs. The Metropolitan Transit Authority's recycling program has been involved for the past decade, retiring over 2500 subways cars to the ocean to help rebuild underwater reefs along the eastern seabed. These are my images, seconds before these mass transit vessels join history in building homes for life under the sea."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://blog.saturdaysnyc.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/11-600x401.png" width="550" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://blog.saturdaysnyc.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/51-600x400.png" width="550" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://blog.saturdaysnyc.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/41-600x407.png" width="550" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://blog.saturdaysnyc.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/1-600x402.png" width="550" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://blog.saturdaysnyc.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/62-600x400.png" width="550" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;via &lt;a href="http://www.stephenmallon.com/#/Statement/"&gt;Stephen Mallon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes me feel happy and sad at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my friends at uni and I miss my high school friends terribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright infringement not intended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-2952586955727306479?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/2952586955727306479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/03/stepehn-mallon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/2952586955727306479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/2952586955727306479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/03/stepehn-mallon.html' title='Stephen Mallon'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-1813636716782937193</id><published>2011-03-16T22:09:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T22:10:12.211+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Crows and Locusts</title><content type='html'>Booke Fraser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/unobservantbird/5472200701/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li52onbvLm1qzfya1o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is possible to forgive, but impossible to forget. When I have to "forgive and forget", I will NOT forget, but I will value the relationship that I have and will not to bring it up again, or to use it as something against that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, realistically, at least I'll try. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright infringement not intended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-1813636716782937193?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/1813636716782937193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/03/crows-and-locusts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1813636716782937193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1813636716782937193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/03/crows-and-locusts.html' title='Crows and Locusts'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-5148118123788746329</id><published>2011-03-04T21:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T21:50:59.273+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Always</title><content type='html'>Bag Raiders (reminds me of crash bandicoot racing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Iuuc2l-N8Vc" title="YouTube video player" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a day of constant smiling and obligatory conversations I am so relieved to just sit by myself and just say and do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever tilt your head backwards and imagine walking on the roof?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-5148118123788746329?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/5148118123788746329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/03/always.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/5148118123788746329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/5148118123788746329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/03/always.html' title='Always'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Iuuc2l-N8Vc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-6956678454991839503</id><published>2011-02-26T12:02:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T13:26:05.328+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Paradox</title><content type='html'>Hans Zimmer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y49/custardlily/Edit1.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Via &lt;a href="http://zanitazanita.blogspot.com/"&gt;ZANITA&lt;/a&gt; - "Tritons Daughter"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quote this girl way too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Anger is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die.”&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can’t control other people. You can’t control the amount of guilt  they feel for the things they’ve done to you, you can’t control whether  they have good fortune or bad, and you can’t change somebody by silently  stewing in your own resentment. You carry around all this negativity  and you’re reckless and you act on spite. No good will ever come of  bitterness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you can be that &amp;nbsp;person, you can be the one getting drunk with all those grudges you’re holding. Or maybe, &lt;i&gt;just maybe&lt;/i&gt;,  you can be the one who moves the fuck on. You can choose to get the  most out of your situation and you can forgive. You can start showing  yourself a little bit of respect and restore some peace in your life.  You can realize that you aren’t&amp;nbsp;torturing&amp;nbsp;anybody but yourself. Your  life is still happening, you might as well be an active member in it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;via &lt;a href="http://kaitmpayne.tumblr.com/"&gt;Kait Payne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-6956678454991839503?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/6956678454991839503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/02/paradox.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/6956678454991839503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/6956678454991839503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/02/paradox.html' title='Paradox'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-7250984876404648303</id><published>2011-02-17T19:01:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T19:14:03.253+11:00</updated><title type='text'>House N. 84</title><content type='html'>The Bloody Beetroots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thakoon, Nomad inspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://honestlywtf.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/thakoon1.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://honestlywtf.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/thakoon3.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.vogue.com/files/2011/02/14/img-thakoon-beauty_030844810463.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If you don't like your situation fix it. Stop complaining #vagueblog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-7250984876404648303?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/7250984876404648303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/02/house-n-84.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/7250984876404648303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/7250984876404648303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/02/house-n-84.html' title='House N. 84'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-7930302971272907093</id><published>2011-02-11T19:39:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T19:51:06.287+11:00</updated><title type='text'>No More Violence</title><content type='html'>PNAU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a study break at the moment. I just thought I'd share these with you, because they are beyond amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Series: "Snow Blind"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.matthias-heiderich.de/photos/files/gimgs/13_2k-2.jpg" width="255" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.matthias-heiderich.de/photos/files/gimgs/13_3553-copy-copy.jpg" width="255" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jpdmm_npp4o/TVLo4UccBmI/AAAAAAAAJTY/6_4FaIlGQEA/s400/13_43764-copy-copy-450x450.jpg" width="255" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jpdmm_npp4o/TVLo4PzYGnI/AAAAAAAAJTQ/_U12E-6mL5k/s400/13_1k-2-450x450.jpg" width="255" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jpdmm_npp4o/TVLo3ta7D9I/AAAAAAAAJTI/zpylBmjZY98/s400/13_5k-450x450.jpg" width="255" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jpdmm_npp4o/TVLo3Qtb3dI/AAAAAAAAJTA/jhzeJSrZeQY/s400/13_rk.jpg" width="255" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Berlin ISO" Series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.matthias-heiderich.de/photos/files/gimgs/12_43.jpg" width="255" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.matthias-heiderich.de/photos/files/gimgs/12_34.jpg" width="255" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.matthias-heiderich.de/photos/files/gimgs/12_imgp7013.jpg" width="255" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.matthias-heiderich.de/photos/files/gimgs/12_1456.jpg" width="255" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.matthias-heiderich.de/photos/files/gimgs/12_3.jpg" width="255" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.matthias-heiderich.de/photos/files/gimgs/12_to1-copy.jpg" width="255" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Via &lt;a href="http://bblinks.blogspot.com/"&gt;BB-Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photographer: &lt;a href="http://www.matthias-heiderich.de/photos/"&gt;Matthias Heiderich&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright infringement not intended&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-7930302971272907093?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/7930302971272907093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/02/no-more-violence.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/7930302971272907093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/7930302971272907093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/02/no-more-violence.html' title='No More Violence'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jpdmm_npp4o/TVLo4UccBmI/AAAAAAAAJTY/6_4FaIlGQEA/s72-c/13_43764-copy-copy-450x450.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-6701558101001497135</id><published>2011-02-07T21:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T21:24:58.874+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Box</title><content type='html'>The Cinematic Orchestra, Ma Fleur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is my birthday. It couldn't have been any better. Except maybe without Uni. Had Uni 10-12pm and then Evan, Paolo, Cords and Emily met up with me and we ate and chilled on South Lawn whilst playing Monopoly Deal (which by the way, is an AWESOME game). I got new a DSLR remote, Diva giftcard, Monopoly Deal, new Havaianas and a moleskine. So although all we did was play Monopoly Deal, it was really good. Just to have you guys come all the way to the city and MelU was a great present in itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is short but I just wanna say thanks to everyone that wished me a happy birthday, and even if I couldn't see you today - Thanks heaps (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all know who you are that matter to me so I just wanna say thanks anyways, just for being my friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The urgency to study for my exam is starting to settle in. Love you guys bucket loads,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-6701558101001497135?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/6701558101001497135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/02/music-box.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/6701558101001497135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/6701558101001497135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/02/music-box.html' title='Music Box'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-2263632326759553072</id><published>2011-02-01T10:54:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T10:55:37.159+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Flags</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u6A0cK_W2g0/TMWfgQta8uI/AAAAAAAACDY/IW41JnbHbbM/s1600/IMG_0025i.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come, tell me your trouble. I'm not your answer, But I'm a listening ear. Reality has left you reeling, all facts and no feeling - &lt;b&gt;No faith and all fear &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't know why a good man will fall while a wicked one stands.&lt;/i&gt; And our lives blow about like flags on the land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's at fault is not important. &lt;b&gt;Good intentions lie dormant and we're all to blame.&lt;/b&gt; While apathy acts like an ally, my enemy and I are one and the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6A0cK_W2g0/TMWfsDfREVI/AAAAAAAACD4/bkpuM33yaZ4/s1600/IMG_9539.JPG" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't know why the innocents fall, while the monsters still stand&lt;/i&gt; and our lives blow about like flags on the land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why our words are so proud, yet their promise soothing. And our lives blow about &lt;br /&gt;Like flags in the wind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You who mourn will be comforted. You who hunger will hunger no more. All the last shall be first. Of this I am sure. You who weep now will laugh again. All you lonely be lonely no more.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Yes, the last will be first. Of this I'm sure.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u6A0cK_W2g0/TMWfpcuQ7QI/AAAAAAAACDw/to8f5MaUHUc/s1600/IMG_9361.JPG" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why the innocents fall, while the monsters stand. I don't know why the little ones thirst, but I know the last shall be first ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the last shall be first &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the last shall be first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Images from &lt;a href="http://weliveyoung.blogspot.com/"&gt;WELIVEYOUNG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright infringement not intended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-2263632326759553072?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/2263632326759553072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/02/flags.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/2263632326759553072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/2263632326759553072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/02/flags.html' title='Flags'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u6A0cK_W2g0/TMWfgQta8uI/AAAAAAAACDY/IW41JnbHbbM/s72-c/IMG_0025i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-4007309534090844853</id><published>2011-01-29T21:57:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T21:57:51.129+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Just The Way You Are</title><content type='html'>I wouldn't spend the last two days any other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to Uni, had a lecture and a tute, &amp;nbsp;pondered over the questions I had no idea how to do so constantly asked my friend how to do it, and then complained to another friend about how I didn't know how to do it, then came home and sat in front of the net. I checked my email and saw that JB was having a sale on TVs. Suggested to my parents that we should 'invest' in a new TV since it would be much easier to watch movies etc. PLUS, our cousins from Malaysia are coming over so we want something new to entertain them with. Turns out, my mum was in a buying mood and said "Let's get it." Whilst my parents checked out the new TV at JB HiFi, I slaved away at work offering afternoon tea, stripping (as in taking the food off the trays hahaha), setting up dinner trays, having a kick-ass dinner, collecting dirty trays, sending (through the 10m long dishwasher) and finally sweeping. Dad picked me up and I asked how "checking out the TV" was. He said "we wanted to consult you so we didn't get it .... yet". Came home, ate MORE dinner and at 9.30 randomly decided that since we're pretty much set on getting a new TV we should probably rearrange the furniture. So for 3 hours we vaccuumed at some mad hour of night, heaved and pushed furniture around, gawked at how much crap there was between the couch cushions (lol) and sighed at how much stuff we have (Just as an idea, we have 3 dining tables in the space of two conjoined rooms D:). We often paused and stood, hands on hips, visualising where things would go and how we could fit something into a corner. Finally, one room was done and tidy. The adjoining room, however, looked like some rabid hoarder had taken hold of our dining area and crammed all their 'treasure' into that confined space. At 12.30am we decided to call it a day and went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, up and early, I woke up at 8.15am - due partially to the excitement of a new TV and partially because I couldn't breathe because I'm sick. Dad woke up at 9 and we headed to Nunawading where we set out to go to JB HiFi but somehow ended up in "The Good Guys". Dad worked his magic and price matched the TV that we wanted, however she then offered $50 more for an extra 2 years warranty. Done deal + power board + screen cleaner + antenna cable. Turns out we spent $150 more than we set out to. Party time, loaded it into the car, drove really slowly over the speed bumps and on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shoved the TV into the corner and opened the box, only to be disappointed by 5-10 intense, deep scratches right in the middle of the screen. Turns out, dad looked at the box and it seemed like something sharp like a screwdriver had been driven through the box, cutting the cardboard and the protective plastic bag and scratching the surface of the screen. Technology does not go our way. Thing is, is that Dad had actually learned from my b'day phone incident and had asked to open it in store but due to&amp;nbsp;inconvenience&amp;nbsp;didn't open it up in the store. Should've, could've, would've. Oh well, in the end, we called up the The Good Guys, the parents took it back and they gladly gave a refund. Finally, my parents came home with a completely different TV, spending $450 more than what we would've if the other TV wasn't scratched. Oh the hilarity. My parents were happy with the purchase and that's all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we set it all up, put it all together, had to move it to a different place than planned due to the lead being too short and then plugging it all in, switching it on, scanning channels .. and .. Oh? What's this? Only three channels. Hahaha. So what happened was that of the 3 TV antenna sockets in the house, the one that we plugged into, is the one disconnected from the external antenna. Golden. So either 1) we move ALL THE FURNITURE AGAIN (death) or 2) we get a TV guy to come do it for us. LOL what more cost could be involved in getting a new TV?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a pretty detailed version of my two days, but I loved it. It was awesome. Worst time to get a new TV though - being 2 weeks away from finishing summer school and the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely irrelevant note, here are some pictures of Natalie Portman - Just because I love her and she has been my favourite female actress ever since I saw her in Star Wars as Queen Amidala + her stunning performance in Black Swan. If you haven't seen it go watch it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn02.cdn.socialitelife.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/natalie-portman-v-photos-11042009-03-820x548.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above, Photographer: Mario Testino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.tardeotemprano.net/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/Natalie-Portman-by-David-Slijper-2-560x736.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://fashionography.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/port1.jpg?w=650&amp;amp;h=853" width="550" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://data.touchpuppet.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/natalieportman4.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above (x3), Photograher: David Slijper&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what you're thinking and I completely agree ! That was a flipping long post !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-4007309534090844853?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/4007309534090844853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/01/just-way-you-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/4007309534090844853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/4007309534090844853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/01/just-way-you-are.html' title='Just The Way You Are'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-7976535634155545776</id><published>2011-01-28T22:03:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T22:06:05.396+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Young</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss150/lovemorelive/01/VIKTORVAUTHIER00154.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;via &lt;a href="http://lovemoreblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;LoveMore&lt;/a&gt;, by Victor Vauthier&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-7976535634155545776?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/7976535634155545776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/01/via-lovemore-by-victor-vauthier-love-k.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/7976535634155545776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/7976535634155545776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/01/via-lovemore-by-victor-vauthier-love-k.html' title='Young'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss150/lovemorelive/01/th_VIKTORVAUTHIER00154.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-8669548263194357937</id><published>2011-01-28T14:29:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T21:16:06.505+11:00</updated><title type='text'>No Envy, No Fear</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfi6c49oqa1qbccw0o1_500.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“When you’re a little kid you’re a bit of everything; Scientist,   Philosopher, Artist. Sometimes it seems like growing up is giving these   things up one at a time.” &lt;/i&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Kevin Arnold/The Wonder Years &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-8669548263194357937?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/8669548263194357937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/01/no-envy-no-fear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/8669548263194357937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/8669548263194357937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/01/no-envy-no-fear.html' title='No Envy, No Fear'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-8952996637370568944</id><published>2011-01-27T22:22:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T22:26:54.417+11:00</updated><title type='text'>We'll be Alright - Travie Mccoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss150/lovemorelive/01/e76aad5b6514e56f042051d16aff95e1da82bc8a_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss150/lovemorelive/01/e19b90ab1b484dbafc44732fd68032132eee5018_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss150/lovemorelive/01/a76799ddf4b0ddf7266697c441d958c35a780fae_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found at &lt;a href="http://lovemoreblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;LoveMore&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was reminded that I am still &lt;i&gt;YOUNG&lt;/i&gt;. If things don't work out I still have my future. I'm terrified though, of falling behind and getting closer to the rear of the pack. People don't understand me and that's what makes this time in my life incredibly difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-8952996637370568944?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/8952996637370568944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/01/well-be-alright-travvie-mccoy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/8952996637370568944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/8952996637370568944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/01/well-be-alright-travvie-mccoy.html' title='We&apos;ll be Alright - Travie Mccoy'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss150/lovemorelive/01/th_e76aad5b6514e56f042051d16aff95e1da82bc8a_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-1228474286629843540</id><published>2011-01-26T20:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T20:29:02.755+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Opportunity</title><content type='html'>It's so easy to go out and react in a vicious and condescending way. It takes courage and wisdom to stand back, evaluate and then respond in a way that not only saves a relationship but also resolves a black hole. When you're again given the opportunity that can make or break a relationship, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;think about what's at stake. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-1228474286629843540?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/1228474286629843540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/01/opportunity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1228474286629843540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1228474286629843540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/01/opportunity.html' title='Opportunity'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-7402643963776417719</id><published>2011-01-17T23:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T23:36:22.090+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Today - Joshua Radin</title><content type='html'>If you've again made the same mistake for the 2817204th time and you want change, don't expect it to happen if you're going to perform the exact same actions all over again. If you really want change, something has gotta give. You have to do something that you haven't done in order for change to ensue. Don't expect change if you're going to go through the same cycle. Do something &lt;i&gt;different&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the light of recently events, being under stress and other such things ... I will write this here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Promise Yourself - To be so strong that nothing can disturb your peace of mind. To talk of health, happiness and prosperity to every person you meet. To make all friends feel that there is something in them. To look at the sunny side of everything and make your optimism come true. To think only of the best, to work only for the best and expect only the best. To be just as enthusiastic about the success of others as you are about your own. To forget the mistakes of the past and press on to the greater achievements of the future. To wear a cheerful countenance at all times and give every living creature you meet a smile. To give so much time to the improvement of yourself that you have no time to criticise others. To be too large for worry, too noble for anger, too strong for fear, and too happy to permit the presence of trouble"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cannot be more applicable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-7402643963776417719?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/7402643963776417719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/01/today-joshua-radin.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/7402643963776417719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/7402643963776417719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/01/today-joshua-radin.html' title='Today - Joshua Radin'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-2379659918955042941</id><published>2011-01-17T19:23:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T19:23:24.249+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminder</title><content type='html'>Dear kat,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop stressing.&lt;br /&gt;Don't be jealous.&lt;br /&gt;Smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-2379659918955042941?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/2379659918955042941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/01/reminder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/2379659918955042941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/2379659918955042941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/01/reminder.html' title='Reminder'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-4954872278916005966</id><published>2011-01-01T17:04:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T17:04:51.015+11:00</updated><title type='text'>First Moments of 2011</title><content type='html'>Sat in front of the TV watching "Phineas and Ferb" with the young cousins, whilst the parents played Mahjong and listened to the explosions of the far off fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How'd you spend it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-4954872278916005966?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/4954872278916005966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-moments-of-2011.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/4954872278916005966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/4954872278916005966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-moments-of-2011.html' title='First Moments of 2011'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-203247153267140060</id><published>2011-01-01T16:38:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T16:38:05.458+11:00</updated><title type='text'>31/12/2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I wish I could’ve posted this prior to the start of 2011, but the lack of internet access has proven an obstacle. That’s ok (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I never remember all my New Year’s Resolutions, but I always remember one. Last year I distinctly remember “Take more pictures, even of the littlest of things” – My friend asked why. I responded with “Because things change so quickly, and most of the time you don’t realise it.” It’s my last day in Malaysia and I can tell I’m going to miss it so much. But the one thing I’m glad is that in time I’ll look at the photos I have and I can have a glimpse of what I think was the ultimate holiday. I look forward to seeing my family again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;At the end of every year, just before the fireworks and the ushering in of the New Year, I never fail to getting a ‘feeling’. It’s either of welcoming a fresh new start and excited to begin anew or being held back and somewhat prevented from being able to make a fresh start. I don’t know what I feel this time ... but I think I’m leaning towards the latter. It’s just a feeling. Nothing significant... right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;In light of the New Year I will attempt to make some New Years’ Resolutions. If you’re reading this... keep me accountable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be generous; give until it hurts to give anymore.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pray more, Read more; there is always the answer even if it’s not that answer you want to hear.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take more pictures; This year = LEARN.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be open to change whether good or bad; out of the bad there is always good.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Persist; You don’t know your potential, therefore the only way to find out is to keep going forward.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;There’s definitely more than this limited list but it’s a start and I think of the most important ones first. I hope you all had the best New Year’s Eve and let’s hope 2011 turns out to the be AMAZINGGGGG !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;k.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-203247153267140060?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/203247153267140060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/01/31122010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/203247153267140060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/203247153267140060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2011/01/31122010.html' title='31/12/2010'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-1270010614692225078</id><published>2010-12-29T01:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T01:10:29.628+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Et Cetera.</title><content type='html'>What up. Hope y'all are having splendid end of year events and had a wonderful Christmas. Throughout this amazing holiday with the WHOLE family (all 23 of us) I've thought "Oh I've gotta blog about that .. " and never did. But one thing I have to say is that it feels SO complete and whole when an entire family is together. It takes a while for families that hardly see each other to eventually warm up with each other and actually talk and bond. That initial awkwardness sucks and there are still some members of the family that I don't entirely click with but it's awesome when you really click with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ewww that was sweet. Too sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I finally got my DSLR and I have already snapped my way through about 1k of photos which I think is great practice but I need to really get a handle on M(anual) mode and get all ape on arty mode. I'm pretty sure I locked away my creativity in an airtight jar and it's pretty much fermented and warped into a disgusting piece of hm.. Dang... not typing for a while does things to my brain. I'll stop now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you all (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shout out to Harry, Emily, Nathan and James. You guys are awesome and "The Group" would be nothing without each of you. Happy Birthday (: ! I hate that I missed alllll your birthdays. Why were you conceived in the same month. Homg lol. What am I saying ... hahahahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-1270010614692225078?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/1270010614692225078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/12/et-cetera.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1270010614692225078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1270010614692225078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/12/et-cetera.html' title='Et Cetera.'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-5954424725050974793</id><published>2010-12-29T00:57:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T00:57:34.999+11:00</updated><title type='text'>4/12/2010</title><content type='html'>‘Sticks and stones may break my bones but &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;words will never hurt me&lt;/b&gt;’ is NOT true. I don’t understand why this saying has been around and survived so long when clearly, many situations in &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;everyone’s&lt;/i&gt; life beg to differ. Bloody heck, words hurt. Some more than others and even if people say things that are so far from the truth ... they can still hurt. Basically, a speeding car drove past and I hear an echoing “f*** off, slut!” I know this is a stupid, immature and most probably a drunkard remark but dang, it hurts when you know something is directed at you. The next time you say something, ‘think before you speak’ is probably the best advice to give. I’ll be trying to too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-5954424725050974793?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/5954424725050974793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/12/4122010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/5954424725050974793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/5954424725050974793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/12/4122010.html' title='4/12/2010'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-5924966683865440410</id><published>2010-11-29T19:41:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T19:41:22.748+11:00</updated><title type='text'>P.S. Have beautiful holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre style="font: 12px arial;"&gt;I called.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font: 12px arial;"&gt;You answered.&lt;br /&gt;And You came to my rescue and I&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be where You are&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font: 12px arial;"&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font: 12px arial;"&gt;love,&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font: 12px arial;"&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font: 12px arial;"&gt;k.&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-5924966683865440410?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/5924966683865440410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/11/ps-have-beautiful-holidays.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/5924966683865440410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/5924966683865440410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/11/ps-have-beautiful-holidays.html' title='P.S. Have beautiful holidays'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-1907972695932412313</id><published>2010-11-13T21:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T21:59:32.182+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Honest Question, requesting Honest answer</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Do you think you know yourself better than anybody else? Or do you have someone (mortal) that knows you better than you know yourself?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2 cents; I think I'm pretty much the only one that truly knows myself, whether it be that I evaluate myself too harshly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-1907972695932412313?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/1907972695932412313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/11/honest-question-requesting-honest.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1907972695932412313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1907972695932412313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/11/honest-question-requesting-honest.html' title='Honest Question, requesting Honest answer'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-370729885091241306</id><published>2010-11-05T19:41:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T19:41:16.179+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Facing the facts.</title><content type='html'>I am thankful for the job I have - earning money for my independence. It's actually really physically demanding and working with people that gossip a lot and complain doesn't help very much, but that's ok - I don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that does bothers me though is that it's a hospital. When you THINK of a hospital it should be a place of healing and health, but sometimes it's also a place where people are left to die. I don't mean to sound "LEFT to DIE" ... I mean, people go there, knowing that they're probably not going to recover. The majority of the patients that are at this particular hospital are older, and sometimes, just by looking at them - they're sick of hospitals and they don't want to spend the rest of their time in one. But they can't move, they're fragile and they physically can't move. It's difficult. Sometimes I think it's a blessing that I see so many different faces that I don't remember individual people. I think if I did remember certain people, this job would be so much more harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so against euthanasia - I still pretty much am. The idea of someone playing god and 'pulling the plug' is not something that I follow. But seeing some of these patients, the way they don't answer when people greet them, the way they just LOOK at you ... is an entirely different story.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tray of food was returned today (or yesterday)* to the kitchen with a note saying "Patient passed away." I went past that room, it was all nicely done up with the menu on the table, bed made and as if nothing happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog was REALLY difficult to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*my shifts feel so long that they seem to go over DAYS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-370729885091241306?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/370729885091241306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/11/facing-facts.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/370729885091241306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/370729885091241306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/11/facing-facts.html' title='Facing the facts.'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-6235518393789937345</id><published>2010-10-31T20:54:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T20:54:49.627+11:00</updated><title type='text'>PostSecret</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.postsecret.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7jkcMVp5Vg/TMzHZWs112I/AAAAAAAANVI/y2qTgt4iQiI/s1600/masks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-6235518393789937345?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/6235518393789937345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/10/postsecret.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/6235518393789937345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/6235518393789937345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/10/postsecret.html' title='PostSecret'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7jkcMVp5Vg/TMzHZWs112I/AAAAAAAANVI/y2qTgt4iQiI/s72-c/masks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-5807017118269555740</id><published>2010-10-23T00:19:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T00:19:55.370+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay</title><content type='html'>I can't be bothered blogging anymore, not that you'll really be missing out on anything ... But I'm lacking inspiration, creativity and other such essential drives to write/create an interesting blog. I'll be around, but I'll definitely be back with my mojo when I find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something (along the lines of) I told Evan today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I finally got the OK from the rents about buying a DSLR after exams ... By 'rents' I really mean just my mum, by &amp;nbsp;'OK' I really mean an 'mhmm' in passing conversation and by 'after exams' I really mean never."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah ! I'm so funny sometimes I make me chortle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-5807017118269555740?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/5807017118269555740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/10/okay.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/5807017118269555740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/5807017118269555740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/10/okay.html' title='Okay'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-8136397152174712761</id><published>2010-10-18T17:15:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T18:35:22.307+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Fighting for Air</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://zaratops.deviantart.com/#/d30y3x5"&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2010/290/f/f/and_we_become_silhouettes_by_zaratops-d30y3x5.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We become silhouettes" - Sarah Loven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZOeE1HP5IZA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&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/ZOeE1HP5IZA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you like it. &lt;br /&gt;Summer, please get here soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I'm really sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-8136397152174712761?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/8136397152174712761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/10/fighting-for-air.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/8136397152174712761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/8136397152174712761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/10/fighting-for-air.html' title='Fighting for Air'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-6298906477398109092</id><published>2010-10-14T18:51:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T18:51:18.405+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Magic</title><content type='html'>&lt;cneter&gt;I hope y'all know this song - if not. There is something wrong with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cq-NShfefks?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&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/Cq-NShfefks?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;/cneter&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-6298906477398109092?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/6298906477398109092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/10/magic.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/6298906477398109092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/6298906477398109092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/10/magic.html' title='Magic'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-116673155117253911</id><published>2010-10-14T18:18:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T18:18:38.538+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Ambition</title><content type='html'>"Today my dad was telling me about how his friend’s wife just retired.  She’s in her late 50’s and they just bought a house in Florida and were  getting ready to enjoy themselves after years of hard work. They’d  finally reached the time in their lives that they’d been waiting for.  She went to the doctor and found out she has cancer all over her body.  It started in her bladder and is just everywhere now. She might make it  to one single winter in Florida. My point is, shit is fleeting.&lt;strong&gt; Live now. Be eager. Do things.&lt;/strong&gt;  You can’t sit on your ass and wait for the day you’re going to decide  to be important. If you want to be important, do it. If you always  wanted to ride a donkey down the god damn grand canyon, figure out a way  how now. None of this shit is promised to us. There is no time to hang  out in the waiting room. This is your life, and you have no idea when  it’s going to be over. Get to living it." via &lt;a href="http://kaitlinpayne.tumblr.com/post/1310734201/i-feel-like-i-was-a-little-unclear-yesterday-in"&gt;Kait Payne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't agree more. But as much as each one of us wanna 'get living', how many of us will start doing that now? I find it hard to initiatiate such a dramatic thing. You know how I wanna get living? Buy a DSLR and start shooting every damn thing. Why? Because life changes in so many little ways everyday that we don't seem to notice it, and it's always too late when you realise you missed something, or more importantly someONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to find what you love and bloody follow it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-116673155117253911?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/116673155117253911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/10/ambition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/116673155117253911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/116673155117253911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/10/ambition.html' title='Ambition'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-8374134591558152590</id><published>2010-10-11T18:19:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T18:19:30.113+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Chameleon</title><content type='html'>If you were brought up in a place other than where you were brought up - do you think you would be a completely different person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I would be. When I think about it - many of the friends that I had, influenced what I liked, what I was meant to like and what was seen as acceptable. It is a combination of both my own personality and the people that I chose to be in my life. I don't think I'm an individual - I genuinely think that I just copy pieces of other people and I am just a little portions of other people, in one body. For example, I don't think I would've learned to love Lion King or Star Wars if it weren't for my sister. I honestly believe that if it weren't for her I would've grown up thinking Star Wars was a dumb sixology and have no real appreciation for the magnificent series. I'm not saying I don't have my own taste of certain things, I do, but I do think the majority of myself isn't actually from me. So I think, in saying that, if I were brought up somewhere else, with different people in a different situation, I would be me - but a reflection of different people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two cents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, more texty blogs or more picture blogs? I don't mind ... However, I AM worse at in-depth thinking blogs. But sometimes things sound good in my head, but when I blog it. It sounds try-hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-8374134591558152590?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/8374134591558152590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/10/chameleon.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/8374134591558152590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/8374134591558152590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/10/chameleon.html' title='Chameleon'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-1169758826579344231</id><published>2010-09-22T23:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T23:13:10.349+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Prize Doesn’t Always Go To The Most Deserving</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rena Sendler&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1910-2008&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  98 year-old German woman named Irena Sendler recently died. During  WWII, Irena worked in the Warsaw Ghetto as a plumbing/sewer specialist.  Irena smuggled Jewish children out; infants in the bottom of the tool  box she carried and older children in a burlap sack she carried in the  back of her truck. She also had a dog in the back that she trained to  bark when the Nazi soldiers let her in and out of the ghetto. The  soldiers wanted nothing to do with the dog, and the barking covered the  kids’ and infants’ noises. Irena managed to smuggle out and save 2500  children. She eventually was caught, and the Nazis broke both her legs,  arms and beat her severely. Irena kept a record of the names of all the  kids she smuggled out and kept them in a glass jar buried under a tree  in her backyard. After the war, she tried to locate any parents that may  have survived and reunited some of the families. Most had been killed.  She helped those children get placement into foster family homes or  adopted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year Irena was up for the Nobel Peace Prize. She was not selected. Al Gore won - for a slide show on Global Warming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;via http://www.snopes.com/politics/war/sendler.asp &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-1169758826579344231?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/1169758826579344231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/09/prize-doesnt-always-go-to-most.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1169758826579344231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1169758826579344231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/09/prize-doesnt-always-go-to-most.html' title='The Prize Doesn’t Always Go To The Most Deserving'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-5651575936666152965</id><published>2010-09-21T12:19:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T14:42:28.560+10:00</updated><title type='text'>All too much</title><content type='html'>You know what makes a good person? Psh ... I wouldn't know. I was asking you the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what makes a patient person? I am beginning to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what makes someone REAL? GENUINE? When they have flaws that they're not afraid to show. They're not afraid to confess to and they attempt to not be in denial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what makes someone ORIGINAL? The&amp;nbsp;contradictory&amp;nbsp;- "We all are different. But yet all the same" Emphasis on the SAME part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what makes a jealous person? I know all too much about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what else I know all too much about? People who don't deserve what they get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly? What makes two people fall in love? When they see each other's flaws, when they see their own, and then with each other .. they learn to fall in love with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 cents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-5651575936666152965?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/5651575936666152965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/09/all-too-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/5651575936666152965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/5651575936666152965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/09/all-too-much.html' title='All too much'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-5854854171037599930</id><published>2010-09-20T18:46:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T13:39:18.168+11:00</updated><title type='text'>You are the only one that gives me peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=6471096&amp;amp;fbid=466462500134&amp;amp;id=164510520134&amp;amp;ref=nf"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs675.snc4/61493_466462500134_164510520134_6471096_7477527_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Elena Kalis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://larafairie.deviantart.com/gallery/#/d2z2siu"&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2010/262/3/6/mia_ii_by_larafairie-d2z2siu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mia II" by Lara Jade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mumbojumbo89.deviantart.com/art/Sweet-Burn-179737997?q=gallery%3Amumbojumbo89%2F137253&amp;amp;qo=1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2010/261/a/7/sweet_burn__by_mumbojumbo89-d2z0eq5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sweet Burn" by Caitlin Worthington&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Time New Roman'; font-size: 11px; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: 1px;"&gt;(Copyright is owned by their respective owners - as does credit. Click-through links on images)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been anticipating amazing SPRING weather. But I guess good things take time ... and so do things you want really bad. For example, I decided I'd wait to buy my DSLR. Not only that, I decided I'd work for it. Firstly, I'd need a job. Today I sent in my resume for Epworth Eastern Hospital. It would be so convenient to work there - it's in working distance from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ok if I don't get it. Not saying that I won't be disappointed ... I guess I'll have to keep on trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It's holidays by the way, which is good. I'm not hurrying to start any study :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-5854854171037599930?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/5854854171037599930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/09/you-are-only-one-that-give-me-peace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/5854854171037599930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/5854854171037599930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/09/you-are-only-one-that-give-me-peace.html' title='You are the only one that gives me peace'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-31672379573463443</id><published>2010-09-20T18:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T18:17:53.158+10:00</updated><title type='text'>yo, chin up.</title><content type='html'>It's late and I am tired. Wish I could spark a smile. The place is flying high but right now I wanna be low. Don't wanna move an inch ... let alone a million miles and I don't wanna go but I know I gotta go. I just want to feel alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The times you don't wanna wake up. 'Cause in your sleep it's never over when you give up. The sun is always gonna rise up You need to get up, gotta keep your head up. Look at the people all around you. The way you feel is something everybody goes through. Dark out, but you still gotta lie up. You need to wake up, gotta keep your face up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like the more you grow the more time you spend alone. Before you know it you end up perfectly on your own. The city's shining bright - But you don't see the light. How can you concentrate on things that don't make you feel right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to feel all right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for more than a little bit. I'm gonna have to find my way through it. Gonna leave a mark. I'm gonna set a spark. I'm coming above the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be looking down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. ft lights&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-31672379573463443?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/31672379573463443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/09/yo-chin-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/31672379573463443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/31672379573463443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/09/yo-chin-up.html' title='yo, chin up.'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-2928905986803203107</id><published>2010-08-31T21:35:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T21:35:30.949+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Struggles</title><content type='html'>Of all the many struggle Uni brings .. this one is perpetual, never-ending.&amp;nbsp;Every night, before I go to bed, and when I wake up the next morning. I think ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL I WEAR TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just yer' average confession. Hahahahahahahhahaaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-2928905986803203107?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/2928905986803203107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/08/struggles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/2928905986803203107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/2928905986803203107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/08/struggles.html' title='Struggles'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-5978735618575745939</id><published>2010-08-31T17:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T17:26:59.415+10:00</updated><title type='text'>E</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://doralovey.deviantart.com/art/Bello-bello-amore-149046721?q=gallery%3ADoraLovey%2F12033585&amp;amp;qo=62"&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/003/3/2/Bello__bello_amore_by_DoraLovey.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bello, bello amore - By DoraLovey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Time New Roman'; font-size: 11px; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: 1px;"&gt;(Copyright is owned by their respective owners - as does credit. Click-through links on images)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the rain is blowing in your face and the whole world is on your case&lt;br /&gt;I could offer you a warm embrace to make you feel my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the evening shadows and the stars appear and there is no one there to dry your tears &lt;br /&gt;I could hold you for a million years to make you feel my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you haven’t made your mind up yet, but I would never do you wrong &lt;br /&gt;I’ve known it from the moment that we met no doubt in my mind where you belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d go hungry, I’d go black and blue, I’d go crawling down the avenue &lt;br /&gt;There’s nothing that I wouldn’t do to make you feel my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The storms are raging on the rollin’ sea and on the highway of regret &lt;br /&gt;The winds of change are blowing wild and free you ain’t seen nothing like me yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could make you happy, make your dreams come true - nothing that I wouldn’t do &lt;br /&gt;Go to the ends of the earth for you to make you feel my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bob Dylan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-5978735618575745939?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/5978735618575745939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/08/e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/5978735618575745939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/5978735618575745939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/08/e.html' title='E'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-5929140988672587473</id><published>2010-08-30T17:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T17:07:10.290+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The smarts</title><content type='html'>The following content may be distressing to some viewers. Discretion is recommend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry to say, but if you are clever get amazing high marks and you either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;study really hard and have the motivation and attention span to study for long periods of time OR&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;just have the smarts and have photographic memory and everything is just so easy to understand&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;THAT specific aspect of you I both dislike and am jealous of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks to be so mediocre. I'm not wishing that you were any dumber. I'm just wishing that I was something better. But that would be insulting those who love me and care for me. I'm sorry for that. I honestly just want to give up on anything University-related. I'm not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;If I could describe to you how I feel at this moment .. it would be somewhere between disappointment, jealousy, envy, anger, frustration. I vowed I wouldn't post another post like this or anything related to this sort of emotional ventilation. But fudge, this is my blog and I can do whatever I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, the day ... started off well. What is wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-5929140988672587473?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/5929140988672587473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/08/smarts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/5929140988672587473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/5929140988672587473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/08/smarts.html' title='The smarts'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-7145847780620451192</id><published>2010-08-20T18:06:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T18:07:26.645+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Lions make you brave</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"Giants give you faith &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Death is a charade&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to feel safe&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;To feel unafraid"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything happens for a reason. Well all the events that MATTER happen for a reason. I'm not talking about ... what socks you choose to wear in the morning. I mean events and decisions that you make, that others make - they all have a reason as to why they happen. I can't tell you why - but they happen because they contribute to the Bigger Picture - the Greater Plan. If it all ends in disaster, it's not the end. Just something you know now that you didn't know before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; a closing note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l6mw5qCVtP1qzuhd2o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found through &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://locki.tumblr.com/"&gt;locki's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt; tumblr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-7145847780620451192?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/7145847780620451192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/08/lions-make-you-brave.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/7145847780620451192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/7145847780620451192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/08/lions-make-you-brave.html' title='Lions make you brave'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-6489963015783984170</id><published>2010-08-09T22:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T22:35:02.018+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41H9DFZDJRL._SL500_AA280_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This baby will be mine in approximately 14 hours plus or minus 15 minutes. Early b'day brainstorming for me? Film for this little monster. Name please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is a gorgeous person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/alicepoint.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4136/4862283185_5387550998_b.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice Point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Time New Roman'; font-size: 11px; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: 1px;"&gt;(Copyright is owned by their respective owners - as does credit. Click-through links on images)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-6489963015783984170?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/6489963015783984170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/08/one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/6489963015783984170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/6489963015783984170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/08/one.html' title='ONE'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4136/4862283185_5387550998_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-6233077086429279325</id><published>2010-08-07T15:07:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T15:11:58.484+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Tick Tock</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://fhrankee.deviantart.com/#/d2vpzcf"&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/218/1/e/12_hours_by_fhrankee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"12 hours" by Fhrankee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt;(Copyright is owned by their respective owners - as does credit. Click-through links  on images)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot tell you how much I love this picture. No, it's not because he's topless. So amazinngg right ?! In other news, as opposed to the recent posts, I'm optimistic for the future. Meet you on the greener pastures, lovelies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-6233077086429279325?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/6233077086429279325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/08/tick-tock.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/6233077086429279325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/6233077086429279325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/08/tick-tock.html' title='Tick Tock'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-1532446562579998394</id><published>2010-08-05T21:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T21:31:02.841+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexybacks, springtimes and closeups</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zmJDa9dptYk&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zmJDa9dptYk&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes you heard that correctly... I'm pretty sure it's a kazoo!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my fave youtubers (: subsribe here: &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/MysteryGuitarMan"&gt; MysteryGuitarMan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot tell you, how excited I am about SPRING! Just the aesthetics spring brings ... and the air is different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's warmer. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to beautiful people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://ineedchemicalx.deviantart.com/art/Corner-of-your-heart-172532595"&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2010/205/3/1/Corner_of_your_heart_by_iNeedChemicalX.png" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Corner of your heart" by Felicia (INeedChemicalX)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fhrankee.deviantart.com/art/Ocean-lies-173954490?q=&amp;amp;qo="&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/216/1/4/Ocean_lies_by_fhrankee.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ocean lies" by Fhrankee&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt;(Copyright is owned by       their respective owners - as does credit. Click-through links  on       images)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, enough for today. I've been having lunch with Sarah these past two days. We're growing up. This feels so weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I miss my camera .. A CAMERA .. SO MUCH ! I left a little part of me in that camera :C I cannot express how down I feel about this. I know this is silly but it means alot to me ! I don't have much that I love, and get "somewhat" recognised being "good" for - and I just really think .. Guh I dunno, I'm so stupid for breaking my own camera !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-1532446562579998394?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/1532446562579998394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/08/sexybacks-springtimes-and-closeups.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1532446562579998394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1532446562579998394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/08/sexybacks-springtimes-and-closeups.html' title='Sexybacks, springtimes and closeups'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-4316780975377255693</id><published>2010-08-03T15:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T15:10:29.397+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmph.</title><content type='html'>"Camera clinic advises that your camera equipment is uneconomical to repair and ready for collection."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fudge this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-4316780975377255693?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/4316780975377255693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/08/mmph.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/4316780975377255693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/4316780975377255693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/08/mmph.html' title='Mmph.'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-4103297316631240107</id><published>2010-07-31T14:31:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T14:31:26.895+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Despicable me</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jo9-bcbLn1Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jo9-bcbLn1Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see this. WHO'S UP FOR IT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-4103297316631240107?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/4103297316631240107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/07/despicable-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/4103297316631240107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/4103297316631240107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/07/despicable-me.html' title='Despicable me'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-1756791074904153649</id><published>2010-07-31T11:17:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T11:23:03.774+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooler Than Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rrFQLmOp0fI&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rrFQLmOp0fI&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the entire thing. My new favourite song. I could sing it at many .. many people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If you're on youtube, watching a video with a new video layout, hold down the left arrow key and you can play SNAKE ! Dead serious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-1756791074904153649?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/1756791074904153649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/07/cooler-than-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1756791074904153649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1756791074904153649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/07/cooler-than-me.html' title='Cooler Than Me'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-1782317913510756434</id><published>2010-07-23T23:26:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T23:27:17.812+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Calm before the ... Uni.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.leflassh.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/2zi2628.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt;(Copyright is owned by       their respective owners - as does credit. Click-through links  on       images)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitch is at the doctor's - he had a bad fall and ceases to function. Hopefully he's ok. There's a 50/50 chance that he will survive. I hope for the best. (This isn't a person that I know by the way. You'll understand if you know what I mean.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I sorted out my timetable crisis - Thank God. It was an easy solution, and it turned out perfectly fine. If anyone is curious, this is my timetable for semester 2, 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/6229/50802201.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for 2 hour breaks everyday .. except Thursday - a 3 hour break on a prac week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what? I'm not complaining. At least it's not a one hour break that I can't get any work done. It's a substantial 2-3 hour break that I can actually sit down, eat, and get some work done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of that shananigans. I'm excited for Sunday. I may be going to Savers with an old best friend, and then perhaps watch Inception with some good people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-1782317913510756434?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/1782317913510756434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/07/calm-before-uni.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1782317913510756434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1782317913510756434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/07/calm-before-uni.html' title='Calm before the ... Uni.'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/2zi2628_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-1984839406922460508</id><published>2010-07-22T18:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T18:35:15.267+10:00</updated><title type='text'>From bad to worse</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://vampire-zombie.deviantart.com/art/Suffocate-172007142?q=&amp;amp;qo="&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/201/5/b/Suffocate_by_vampire_zombie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Suffocate" by Julia Trotti&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt;(Copyright is owned by       their respective owners - as does credit. Click-through links  on       images)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my mind at this moment:&lt;br /&gt;1. my camera and money involved&lt;br /&gt;2. my timetable clash&lt;br /&gt;3. the screw up of the student advisor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now, and I hope all that have started uni are having a relaxed time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-1984839406922460508?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/1984839406922460508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/07/from-bad-to-worse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1984839406922460508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1984839406922460508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/07/from-bad-to-worse.html' title='From bad to worse'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-1725326592796115078</id><published>2010-07-19T21:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T21:35:00.332+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Gorgeous</title><content type='html'>Sixteen, South Poland.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much my hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/200/6/2/silent_sheep_by_LittleFlair.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Silent Sheep"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/199/7/9/your_hands_make_me_crazy_by_LittleFlair.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your hands make me crazy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/198/d/f/elastic_dead_by_LittleFlair.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Elastic Dead"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/197/2/f/afternoon_by_LittleFlair.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"TWIT"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photographer: &lt;a href="http://maxwell.iportfolio.pl/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Maxwell&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Model &amp;amp; Post Processor: &lt;a href="http://littleflair.deviantart.com/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;LittleFlair&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt;(Copyright is owned by        their respective owners - as does credit.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last couple of days have been emotionally draining. I had an amazing day out with my dad on 15/07/10. It was just just him and me. We just drove around = high. I nearly bought a DSLR = high. Didn't buy it because of my dad = low. A couple of rows = low. But hey. I'm OK now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you? University starts again in a week. I really hope I get into the tutorial session I want for Mondays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently I am watching Criminal Minds home alone ... and just a couple of days ago I watched "When a Stranger Calls". I'm dreading ANYONE calling home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-1725326592796115078?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/1725326592796115078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/07/gorgeous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1725326592796115078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1725326592796115078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/07/gorgeous.html' title='Gorgeous'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-4493472089023914397</id><published>2010-07-18T14:18:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T18:35:48.650+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://she-hates-mondays.deviantart.com/art/naked-as-we-came-137884780?q=&amp;amp;qo="&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs51/i/2009/265/e/1/naked_as_we_came_by_She_hates_mondays.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;"Naked as we came" by SheHatesMondays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt;(Copyright is owned by       their respective owners - as does credit. Click-through links  on       images)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song to explain the day: Dickhead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Kate Nash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-4493472089023914397?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/4493472089023914397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/07/wild-child.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/4493472089023914397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/4493472089023914397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/07/wild-child.html' title='Wild Child'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-5873863162640197082</id><published>2010-07-16T17:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T17:29:34.370+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Fudgecakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://linedanser.deviantart.com/#/d2u2dzk"&gt; &lt;img src="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/196/7/d/7d6aee697693e912669ba3799c3dc455.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Four days of Rain" by Anette Schive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt;(Copyright is owned by      their respective owners - as does credit. Click-through links  on      images)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised that from now on I wouldn't post anymore "feelings/emotions" post. But this is exactly how I feel at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little deflated and defeated from the inevitable rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-5873863162640197082?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/5873863162640197082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/07/fudgecakes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/5873863162640197082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/5873863162640197082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/07/fudgecakes.html' title='Fudgecakes'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-1852851986457556585</id><published>2010-07-15T18:31:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T22:56:17.693+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://oprisco.deviantart.com/art/waiting-for-breath-171292470?q=&amp;amp;qo=%22%22"&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/195/0/1/waiting_for_breath_by_oprisco.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Waiting for breath" by Oprisco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt;(Copyright is owned by     their respective owners - as does credit. Click-through links  on     images)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got alot to catch up on. It's sad to think that as each day goes past my memories are more vulnerable to being forgotten so - (you don't need to read this, it's really for my own sake) I think I'll just go through each eventful day with a succint and brief sentence ... plus more. I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;180610 - Last exam. Walked around Melbourne Central with Sweta, Nipuni &amp;amp; Ellie.&lt;br /&gt;290610 - Catch up with Uni friends. Watched The Ugly Truth.&lt;br /&gt;300610 - E's last exam. Toy Story 3&lt;br /&gt;010710 - James' Winter BBQ. Nachos, Pumpkin soup and then some.&lt;br /&gt;030710 - Dinner @ the Gurney's. Modern Family.&lt;br /&gt;050710 - 070710 - INVERLOCH: Harry, Paolo, Evan, James, Felicia, Nat, Emily. Spaghetti. Kings. 'Bartender'. Twister. Ahh the rest is history and captured in photos (:&lt;br /&gt;080710 - Catch up lunch. Paper round in the morning. Massive LOL at Nathan's Steak dish and carrot jam. EW.&lt;br /&gt;120710 - Out with E. Cop Out. LMAO "Turtle Head".&lt;br /&gt;140710 - Day out with Cords (: Tired feet. Colette, Dotti, Jay Jays, Myer, Food, Valleygirl. Red Cardi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next one won't have to be so boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-1852851986457556585?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/1852851986457556585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/07/update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1852851986457556585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1852851986457556585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/07/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-1612026963872705802</id><published>2010-07-12T18:10:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T18:13:44.638+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Eyes</title><content type='html'>I chose these two, for their eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://mumbojumbo89.deviantart.com/#/d2tsyh3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2010/192/f/8/skin__by_mumbojumbo89.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"skin." - by Mumbojumbo89&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fhrankee.deviantart.com/art/Sweet-Venom-138962328"&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/189/3/c/Sweet_Venom_by_fhrankee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sweet Venom" - by Fhrankee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt;(Copyright is owned by    their respective owners - as does credit. Click-through links  on    images)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-1612026963872705802?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/1612026963872705802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/07/eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1612026963872705802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1612026963872705802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/07/eyes.html' title='Eyes'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-1947171094913077542</id><published>2010-07-12T17:38:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T18:16:36.294+10:00</updated><title type='text'>elsker, elsker ikke</title><content type='html'>(translation: love does not love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tslzj_9b4t0&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0"&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/tslzj_9b4t0&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By &lt;a href="http://anetteschive.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Anette Schive&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will make a stop motion one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-1947171094913077542?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/1947171094913077542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/07/elsker-elsker-ikke.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1947171094913077542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1947171094913077542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/07/elsker-elsker-ikke.html' title='elsker, elsker ikke'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-8193466912904056788</id><published>2010-07-02T11:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T11:15:09.214+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Powerpig</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/powerpig/4705778207/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4067/4705778207_d758de19c0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've got a bad feeling about this"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/powerpig/4632400192/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3361/4632400192_89a08afe8c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OMAGOSH"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt;(Copyright is owned by   their respective owners - as does credit. Click-through links  on   images)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-8193466912904056788?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/8193466912904056788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/07/powerpig.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/8193466912904056788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/8193466912904056788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/07/powerpig.html' title='Powerpig'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4067/4705778207_d758de19c0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-7739207335494624232</id><published>2010-07-01T23:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T23:56:35.091+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Toy Story 3 &amp; a pleasant BBQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;img align="left" src="http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20100510103850/pixar/images/thumb/1/15/Bonnie.PNG/435px-Bonnie.PNG" width="200" /&gt;Yesterday, after E's last exam we watched Toy Story 3. I'm not ashamed to admit that I NEARLY cried (teared up alot) near the end of the movie, behind my scratched 3D glasses. It was an AMAZING movie, and I recommend everyone to see it. IMDB rates votes of wisdom: 9.2/10 ! This is Bonnie by the way :D (left)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we went to James' house for the second edition to his Summer BBQ (although now .. Winter BBQ...). It was fun and real chill. So good to catch up with people. The journey, the walking and training and then walking again, was just as fun as the destination - just because of the people :D (nawww so sweet. If you're thinking that. I take it back ... LOL JK JK). I can't be bothered writing too much and it's 11.44PM so here are some pictures I wanted to share for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Series: "Four Days of Rain"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://anetteschive.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yc9XM4BkSD4/TCu654hGDCI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/ymSrw7fX1uc/s1600/inga03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://anetteschive.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yc9XM4BkSD4/TCu66L76YgI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/sXDF-C9PhYA/s1600/inga04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photographer: Anette Schive&lt;br /&gt;Model: Inga-sofie/Pholk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/180/b/b/and_then_it_goes_down_by_LittleBlackUmbrella.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And then it goes down"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/181/6/8/something_we_call_flying_by_LittleBlackUmbrella.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Something we call flying"&lt;br /&gt;By &lt;a href="http://littleblackumbrella.deviantart.com/"&gt;LittleBlackUmbrella&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2010/177/c/4/He_Burned_My_Skin_by_monislawa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He burned my skin"&lt;br /&gt;By &lt;a href="http://monislawa.deviantart.com/"&gt;Monislawa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt;(Copyright is owned by   their respective owners - as does credit)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, time to go to bed. Not necessarily sleep, perhaps a movie and THEN sleep. Btw. ISKETCH DATE SOON OK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-7739207335494624232?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/7739207335494624232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/07/toy-story-3-pleasant-bbq.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/7739207335494624232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/7739207335494624232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/07/toy-story-3-pleasant-bbq.html' title='Toy Story 3 &amp; a pleasant BBQ'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yc9XM4BkSD4/TCu654hGDCI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/ymSrw7fX1uc/s72-c/inga03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-3712136287329975868</id><published>2010-06-24T16:50:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T17:07:44.471+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Dominic</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://brushingboots.deviantart.com/#/d2rqyic"&gt;&lt;img src="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2010/164/1/0/awake_my_soul_by_BrushingBoots.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BrushingBoots - "Awake my soul"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://linedanser.deviantart.com/art/restless-in-paris-IV-168740512"&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/174/f/5/f5f2b8ab5a1404445320022f4ba6f9bc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linedanser - "Restless in Paris IV"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(Copyright is owned by  their respective owners - as does credit. Click-through links  on  images)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Being happy is a choice you make every morning. It’s not always the  easiest choice, because sometimes you have to change your priorities  around it and make decisions that you’d rather put off, but it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  the most important choice. " - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://kaitlinpayne.tumblr.com/"&gt;Kaitlyn Payne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I would like to ... Read a good book. Go to the library. Cook a dish or bake something. &lt;s&gt;Visit Laura's new puppy&lt;/s&gt;. &lt;s&gt;Clean my room/rearrange it.&lt;/s&gt; Buy some bids. Win an auction. &lt;s&gt;Do a paper round with my rents&lt;/s&gt;. Go shopping. Take some amazing pictures. Get back into sewing - sew something. Find a job - Get that job - Earn some money."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that? That was an extract from a couple of blogs ago. Now I have a few crossed out. I will add a one more: To donate my unworn clothes/sell them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news. I got my laptop 2 days ago ... (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.catchoftheday.com.au/images//hp_dm3/hp_dm3a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm actually way too lazy to post up my own photos of me unpacking it etc. It's gorgeous ... I'm naming him .. Dominic. Today I bought a notebook sleeve at officeworks, I'm surprised no one else stocks 13.3" notebook sleeves. Anyways, I'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be blogging for a few days. I'll tell you why in my next blog :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til' next time, salute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-3712136287329975868?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/3712136287329975868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/06/dominic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/3712136287329975868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/3712136287329975868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/06/dominic.html' title='Dominic'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-3270216325178276814</id><published>2010-06-22T13:14:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T13:21:13.173+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A little Gardening</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kevin-hunt.co.uk/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.designboom.com/cms/images/-Z57/gf1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.designboom.com/cms/images/-Z57/gf2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How Does Your Garden Grow?"&lt;br /&gt;Kevin Hunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(Copyright is owned by their respective owners - as does credit. Click-through links  on images)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good afternoon dears. Happy EOFYS (HELLO SALES) ! ... Hello lack-of-money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-3270216325178276814?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/3270216325178276814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/06/little-gardening.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/3270216325178276814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/3270216325178276814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/06/little-gardening.html' title='A little Gardening'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-7507644354461305361</id><published>2010-06-20T20:43:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T21:11:52.461+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Today I met Austin</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://froufrouu.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i891.photobucket.com/albums/ac117/froou/IMG_0859-2.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadia Sarwar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://louderthanbells.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1038.photobucket.com/albums/a464/littlevilm/x1.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(Copyright is owned by       their respective owners - as does credit. Click-through links  on      images)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In two days, I met two of the most gorgeous little puppies ever ! This is Austin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs618.snc3/32534_404711374547_507909547_4109492_7266471_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs558.ash1/32534_404711399547_507909547_4109496_5355297_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you figure his face out? He's kind of tilted his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Courtesy of Leanne G's fb - maxilol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is Harmony (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img651.imageshack.us/img651/1337/dsc07268b.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I know this looks like some sort of jail, but really she's a really happy little puppy, it's just so that she doesn't run around and chew everything in sight!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img17.imageshack.us/img17/6681/dsc07270m.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWWW SHNOOKEMS :D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's enough puppy love.&lt;br /&gt;I'll catchya of the flipside :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-7507644354461305361?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/7507644354461305361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/06/today-i-met-austin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/7507644354461305361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/7507644354461305361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/06/today-i-met-austin.html' title='Today I met Austin'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-1763818525597131228</id><published>2010-06-19T10:30:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T11:15:49.991+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a pretty person</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img13.imageshack.us/img13/3967/haileyclauson13.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img714.imageshack.us/img714/198/haileyclauson20.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img69.imageshack.us/img69/1032/haileyclauson11.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Model: Hailey Clauson&lt;br /&gt;Photographer: Billy Kidd&lt;br /&gt;Images found at : &lt;a href="http://thefashionbloggess.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;the fashion bloggess&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Copyright is owned by their respective owners - as does credit.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-1763818525597131228?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/1763818525597131228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-pretty-person.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1763818525597131228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1763818525597131228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-pretty-person.html' title='Just a pretty person'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-8943441956541144850</id><published>2010-06-18T12:08:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T12:32:09.147+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 201st post !</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brakhax2.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o186/gerbear727/because%20im%20addicteddd/-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How to make an impression"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brakhax2.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o186/gerbear727/because%20im%20addicteddd/-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How to say goodbye"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brakhax2.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o186/gerbear727/because%20im%20addicteddd/-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How to dine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brakhax2.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o186/gerbear727/because%20im%20addicteddd/-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How to ask for a new wardrobe"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brakhax2.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o186/gerbear727/because%20im%20addicteddd/-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The premise of the story is Jessica teaching kids (or dolls) how to be a little more "bad-ass" and each picture has a corresponding title."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Quote and Pictures found on &lt;a href="http://becauseimaddicted.net/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;becauseimaddicted&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photography by &lt;a href="http://www.brakhax2.com/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;brahka x2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Styled by Daniel  Caudill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(Copyright is owned by      their respective owners - as does credit. Click-through links  on     images)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my 200th post was spent on my expression of how much I was entertained by The Big Bang Theory. Well happy 201st post anyways :D !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I have an exam - Food For a Healthy Planet - worst subject ever. NEVER. EVER DO IT. I hope I've mentioned Food For a Healthy Planet enough times so that I appear on the first google page when you search "Food For a Healthy Planet" - Just so that I can save the potential melU students looking to see if the subject is actually good. Food For a Healthy Planet. Food For a Healthy Planet. Food For a Healthy Planet. Food For a Healthy Planet. Food For a Healthy Planet. Food For a Healthy Planet. MELBOURNE UNI! Food For a Healthy Planet. Food For a Healthy Planet. Food For a Healthy Planet. Food For a Healthy Planet. Food For a Healthy Planet. Food For a Healthy Planet. That should do it. Hopefully I save some innocent souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO. If you have me on FB you'd know that my cheat sheet is an A4 double sided piece of paper typed in size 6 font and printed with 'borderless' printing. Unfortunately the start or the end of words are cut off at the side. Not cut off by the margins of Microsoft Word, no, by the actual physical piece of paper. Wow. The dedication I put in just to pass this silly subject. Sorry for the lack of a blog yesterday. I've been studying ... a fair bit. But that won't be an issue for the next 5 weeks of my life. Thank goodness. Maybe a little bit. Teeny tiny bit. Just a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've been sitting here for a good 2 minutes and I can't think of anything else to say, so I think this is the end of this entry ! I'll see YOU on the otherside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-8943441956541144850?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/8943441956541144850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-201st-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/8943441956541144850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/8943441956541144850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-201st-post.html' title='Happy 201st post !'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o186/gerbear727/because%20im%20addicteddd/th_-1-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-8926187561408551615</id><published>2010-06-15T18:44:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T19:27:45.453+10:00</updated><title type='text'>TBBT</title><content type='html'>So I've finished The Big Bang Theory season 1, 2 &amp;amp; 3 ... recently. And all I wanted to do was share these gems. SOME PIC LOVIN' :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jimparsons.net/gallery/displayimage.php?pid=14127&amp;amp;fullsize=1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.jimparsons.net/gallery/albums/publicity/photoshoots/09_entertainmentweekly/entertainmentweekly_01.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jimparsons.net/gallery/displayimage.php?pid=14126&amp;amp;fullsize=1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.jimparsons.net/gallery/albums/publicity/photoshoots/09_entertainmentweekly/entertainmentweekly_02.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jimparsons.net/gallery/displayimage.php?pid=14128&amp;amp;fullsize=1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.jimparsons.net/gallery/albums/publicity/photoshoots/09_entertainmentweekly/entertainmentweekly_03.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jimparsons.net/gallery/displayimage.php?pid=14128&amp;amp;fullsize=1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.jimparsons.net/gallery/albums/publicity/photoshoots/05_watch/01.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jimparsons.net/gallery/displayimage.php?pid=14124&amp;amp;fullsize=1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.jimparsons.net/gallery/albums/publicity/photoshoots/05_watch/watch_02.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jimparsons.net/gallery/displayimage.php?pid=16855&amp;amp;fullsize=1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.jimparsons.net/gallery/albums/publicity/photoshoots/04_tvg_behindthescenes/9.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=5434366&amp;amp;o=all&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=23519525029&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;id=705697473&amp;amp;oid=23519525029&amp;amp;fbid=427325942473#%21/photo.php?pid=707300&amp;amp;o=all&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=23519525029&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;id=1329744166&amp;amp;oid=23519525029&amp;amp;fbid=1296539656804"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs311.snc3/28203_1296539656804_1329744166_707300_546057_n.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGSH ... how well does Jim Parsons clean up ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(Copyright is owned by     their respective owners - as does the credit. Click-through links on     images)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's enough fan photos and PIC LOVIN' LOL. Hope you are all having a grand night ! And in the wise words of Sheldon Cooper: "BAZZINGA!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-8926187561408551615?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/8926187561408551615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/06/tbbt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/8926187561408551615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/8926187561408551615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/06/tbbt.html' title='TBBT'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-2494869704485473464</id><published>2010-06-15T12:19:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T12:23:40.311+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Study time</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://monislawa.deviantart.com/art/Headlight-Black-Demons-III-167606880"&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/165/7/4/Headlight__Black_Demons_III_by_monislawa.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monislawa - "Headlight, Black Demons III"&lt;br /&gt;There's just something about this series I lalalalove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(Copyright is owned by    their respective owners - as does the credit. Click-through links on    images)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I get into full-steam-ahead study. I thought I might just inform you that. Well - I really have nothing to inform about. Just that I hope you're have a really good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-2494869704485473464?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/2494869704485473464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/06/study-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/2494869704485473464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/2494869704485473464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/06/study-time.html' title='Study time'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-1268842093737117636</id><published>2010-06-14T11:47:00.010+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T12:48:04.195+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Request: Baby Girl's Name</title><content type='html'>LOL. TOTALLY GOTCHA THERE RIGHT. This would've been a potentially awkward moment if I didn't tell you what my title was concerning. Oh wait, before I start, a couple of pictures for today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://monislawa.deviantart.com/art/Affecting-Your-Heart-And-Mind-167492819"&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2010/164/b/8/Affecting_Your_Heart_And_Mind_by_monislawa.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monislawa - "Affecting your Heart and Mind"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ronaaa.deviantart.com/art/week-thirty-eight-167496316"&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2010/164/8/6/week_thirty_eight_by_Ronaaa.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronaaa - "Week thirty eight"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(Copyright is owned by   their respective owners - as does the credit. Click-through links on   images)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to the point - I shall make this short and to the point. So my dad was cleaning and he found my mum's old external flash for her old Olympus film camera. So we fiddled around with it and eventually found where to put in the 2 AA batteries (because back then things were made to last and the battery compartment was so well hidden!) Long story short - IT STILL WORKS. Some pic lovin' !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TBWOyy2AHeI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Qv3IoAt7H7I/s400/DSC07266a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It even has a little wire connecting the flash to the body of the camera. That's kinda cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TBWN44VTkAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/gII1VLo48Us/s1600/DSC07265a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNPAK. A little package of the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TBWOAWlhG_I/AAAAAAAAAKg/ejBIRZlSpac/s1600/DSC07267a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WORKS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That last picture with the little orange light - the flash has to charge before every single picture taken with the flash. SO each time when the flash is ready, the little orange light turns on. It's a slow process - but I think it's kinda gold !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's going to be a girl, since Mitch is a boy - a very ano, metro boy. And they shall be siblings. The name should be suitable for the age of the camera and ... yes. (This may or may not be aimed at Paolo). Nothing gross like Berta or .. something. I'm thinking Molly? Scarlet? I'm terrible at this naming game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to my future DSLR: you'll have 2 siblings. NO WAIT 3. HOHOHO. I totally forgot to tell you. Or maybe I did but I didn't show you a pic perhaps? This is .. (un-named again, and no gender). So name and gender please :D SOME MORE PIC LOVIN' - Yes, I know, it's actually black and orange. Kinda like halloween. Don't deny it. It's pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.ebayimg.com/18/%21BvpMd+%21CGk%7E$%28KGrHqUOKisEwRJduG7DBMF%285vz9-%21%7E%7E_12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol factor = 10/10 ! The kinds of pictures it takes are shown below :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i618.photobucket.com/albums/tt270/pretty-shop/116607605_o.jpg?t=1269941108" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(photographer unknown - it was found on ebay. Much credit to whoever they are. No click-through link)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/neeenaaa/2869166655/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3119/2869166655_856905deee_b.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neenaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/neeenaaa/2869168791/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3179/2869168791_f869a341f1_b.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neenaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Which reminds me. Thank you P for the email ! It made me LOL and I think I may want to fix the comments or put in a cbox. I'm pretty sure you're my only interactive reader. Jeebers. The things I do. Ok. So this has been an extremely long blog, and I should get to studying. I'll catch you guys on the flipside and I'll try and get my comments working soon. Tataaaa :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-1268842093737117636?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/1268842093737117636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/06/request-baby-girls-name.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1268842093737117636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/1268842093737117636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/06/request-baby-girls-name.html' title='Request: Baby Girl&apos;s Name'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TBWOyy2AHeI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Qv3IoAt7H7I/s72-c/DSC07266a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-627240145327125092</id><published>2010-06-13T23:07:00.010+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T11:42:22.184+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Rooming</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://ajss.deviantart.com/art/otherside-166802159"&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/158/3/4/otherside_by_ajss.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ajss - "Otherside"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(Copyright is owned by  their respective owners - as does the credit. Click-through links on  images)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO. I found this hilarious (she's talking about a 2 year old girl): "She is so crazy. She also fell out of the grocery cart today. She was  standing in it and just slipped or something and literally backflipped  out of it and almost landed on her head. She landed HARD on her stomach.  At least a dozen people saw and gasped or screamed. She just got huge  eyes and said, “That was crazy!” " (sourced: &lt;a href="http://unbeingdead.tumblr.com/post/692148917/fat-lip-scarlet-walked-up-to-me-today-with-a"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HERE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. I hope my future kids do that. Not that I would purposefully put them in danger. But that would be hilarious !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you that yesterday was not a wasted day whatsoever, and I'm very proud of that. I cleaned up my room and I moved my stack of drawers into my closet. So whatever was in the space in my closet, that is no occupied by my drawers, now occupies space OUTSIDE my closet. It's like... my stuff never ends. Just a constant flow of crap. Wow. That sounded terrible. Never saying THAT again. Hahaha. Wow. My personality just does NOT fit this blog layout whatsoever. It's so pretty and classy. Me on the other hand ... lmao. ANYWAY. I DIGRESS. So .. I cleaned up my room, took out my closet doors and I'm gunna hang closet curtains. I'm so excited. Instead of boring you with text; "Here .. we .. GO !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TBTaNW_DkEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/3oKiTbTklj0/s1600/DSC07243.JPG" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good bye doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TBTbE2EH8XI/AAAAAAAAAJw/RprR-5y4SEg/s1600/DSC07249.JPG" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TBV-KXZdOfI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/cGP1znwBrsk/s1600/DSC07253.JPG" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH. NEARLY THERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TBV-5jCcKtI/AAAAAAAAAKA/b7qaArSn1_Q/s1600/DSC07254.JPG" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's put a nice bg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TBWH5nVCYiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ANq7dN8D9Ss/s1600/DSC07260.JPG" width="600" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really like what I used the space for. But for now, this'll have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hope you guys had a lovely Sunday, Yes this post was meant for Sunday - Not Monday :P)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-627240145327125092?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/627240145327125092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/06/rooming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/627240145327125092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/627240145327125092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/06/rooming.html' title='Rooming'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TBTaNW_DkEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/3oKiTbTklj0/s72-c/DSC07243.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-2632259024869001174</id><published>2010-06-12T10:45:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T10:47:12.156+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty sure this is a quote from a book.</title><content type='html'>Not sure which one. But it was the most gorgeous quote I've ever read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"When a whale dies, it falls through the ocean slowly, over the course of  a day. All the other fish see it fall, like a giant statue, like a  building, but slowly, slowly. I tried to reach down inside of it, toward  the whale, the dying whale, and I whispered, It’s not your fault."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sourced from &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://meteormeteor.tumblr.com/"&gt;meteormeteor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;'s tumblr. Hope everyone is still having a wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-2632259024869001174?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/2632259024869001174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/06/pretty-sure-this-is-quote-from-book.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/2632259024869001174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/2632259024869001174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/06/pretty-sure-this-is-quote-from-book.html' title='Pretty sure this is a quote from a book.'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-5722865234933718251</id><published>2010-06-12T09:13:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T10:29:59.639+10:00</updated><title type='text'>No more Vege-ing (Hopefully)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://littleflair.deviantart.com/art/lost-message-166513838?q=gallery%3ALittleFlair%2F817337&amp;amp;qo=3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/156/4/c/lost_message_by_LittleFlair.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LittleFlair - "Lost Message"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zzookeyz.deviantart.com/art/meoww-148307879?q=gallery%3AzZookeyz%2F6430441&amp;amp;qo=21"&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2009/362/e/1/meoww_by_zZookeyz.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzookeyz - "Meoww"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://monislawa.deviantart.com/art/He-Deserved-It-166675460?q=sort%3Atime+gallery%3Amonislawa&amp;amp;qo=8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/157/6/3/He_Deserved_It_by_monislawa.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monislawa - "He Deserved It"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(Copyright is owned by their respective owners - as does the credit. Click-through links on images)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've come to realise (perhaps a little to late) that during the holiday's I tend to just sit here, and literally vege out. Then by the end of the holidays, I think about what I've done during the holidays and I regret that I wasted so much time. So I think I'll make a list ... ! Of SOME (because I'm bound to not think of all of them on the spot) of the things I'd like to do when I'm not out with friends, or doing something constructive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read a good book. Go to the library. Cook a dish or bake something. Visit Laura's new puppy. Clean my room/rearrange it. Buy some bids. Win an auction. Do a paper round with my rents. Go shopping. Take some amazing pictures. Get back into sewing - sew something. Find a job - Get that job - Earn some money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few. (I'll add more later - not like you'd notice but hey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you like the new layout. I completely ditched the whole comments thing. I'll have you know I wasted precious constructive time by looking how to fix comments on xml templates. Makes me want to shoot myself. If you ever have anything to say about my blog ... I'm sure you know me well enough to message me or something like that. Anyone know where I can find a nice xml template? Not some dodgy one with a huge shoe on it saying, "girly" because those are lame. And I do not like those. Haha - well msn/email me your response I guess, if you're bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday I read some of my old blogs. It was like reading a 10 year old type. It is the most horrific thing ever. But I mean, I think I'll keep it just for old times' sake. Now I know you're going to go into my archives. Dangit. Oh well, I'm not who I was then. Not that i've changed much. Have I changed much over this time that you've known me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok well I'm going to eat breakfast and stare at my room to see what way I can rearrange my stuff. Ttyl, dears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-5722865234933718251?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/5722865234933718251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/06/no-more-vege-ing-hopefully.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/5722865234933718251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/5722865234933718251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/06/no-more-vege-ing-hopefully.html' title='No more Vege-ing (Hopefully)'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351209855026886076.post-7074246102099920171</id><published>2010-05-31T21:40:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T21:41:27.929+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I just.</title><content type='html'>I don't like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone that reads that and thinks 'Oh my goodness ... is she talking about me?!'&lt;br /&gt;Don't panic. It's most probably not you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/351209855026886076-7074246102099920171?l=sugarage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/feeds/7074246102099920171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/7074246102099920171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/351209855026886076/posts/default/7074246102099920171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarage.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-just.html' title='I just.'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo0YqzpfkW8/TSrlNv2GPgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/5Yjk-P2rmTI/S220/IMG_1376a%2528edit%2529s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
