<?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-6054225267270331071</id><updated>2012-01-13T01:57:00.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTINA</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>831</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-5150051762562634468</id><published>2012-01-13T01:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T01:57:00.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"You stole my star."</title><content type='html'>I am so tired of this city and how mundane everything is. So tired of feeling like there is something wrong with me. Not pretty/smart/outgoing enough?? So goddamn tired of feeling like I'm running in a race with people who are speeding past me to the finish line. I've had ten different jobs since I was fifteen. I get bored. Can anyone really expect me to decide on ONE career for the rest of my life?? Ughhhh. Some people need to take their smug assuredness and shove it up their boring asses. I'm making no sense, but this rant to no one is making me feel better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-5150051762562634468?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/5150051762562634468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/5150051762562634468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2012/01/stole-my-star.html' title='&amp;quot;You stole my star.&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-8946770968240689179</id><published>2011-01-06T01:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T01:31:49.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I wish there was something I could do to make you smile again."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/298nld4Yfds?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/298nld4Yfds?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"The problem is all inside your head", she said to me&lt;br /&gt;The answer is easy if you take it logically&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to help you in your struggle to be free&lt;br /&gt;... There must be fifty ways to leave your lover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-8946770968240689179?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/8946770968240689179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/8946770968240689179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-wish-there-was-something-i-could-do.html' title='&quot;I wish there was something I could do to make you smile again.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-6331877765090761343</id><published>2010-12-21T11:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T11:39:00.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Let it fall."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zl5RcA8ZFM0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/Zl5RcA8ZFM0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the longest time, I thought she sang, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"So happy, so happy, so happy..."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;and I just found out that she actually says, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"So I weep."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total opposite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-6331877765090761343?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/6331877765090761343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/6331877765090761343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/12/let-it-fall.html' title='&quot;Let it fall.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-4569446634877927629</id><published>2010-12-06T03:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T03:23:57.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Long live the walls we crashed through."</title><content type='html'>The older I get, the more I realize how &lt;i&gt;old&lt;/i&gt; my parents actually are, and how cute they can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of like the tables have turned after so many years of me being a selfish little kid. &lt;div&gt;I'm now looking back at my parents in a different way. As if they're the children growing up and I'm the parent staring fondly, wistfully after them. I'm starting to realize more and more how similar their personality traits are to my own, and how funny they can be. Sometimes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-4569446634877927629?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/4569446634877927629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/4569446634877927629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/12/long-live-walls-we-crashed-through.html' title='&quot;Long live the walls we crashed through.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-7891572486557187360</id><published>2010-12-05T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T21:58:00.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"It was the end of a decade, but the start of an age."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vqeLf3oAGLo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/vqeLf3oAGLo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone else used to watch this show?&lt;br /&gt;... Because it was awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-7891572486557187360?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/7891572486557187360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/7891572486557187360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/12/it-was-end-of-decade-but-start-of-age.html' title='&quot;It was the end of a decade, but the start of an age.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-5112825144122156233</id><published>2010-12-04T23:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T23:13:31.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Take me out tonight, or take me anywhere- I don't care."</title><content type='html'>I'm stage managing a play.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come out and audition for us! Or tell all of your friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is going to be directed by a very talented and good friend of mine. I promise that it will be fabulous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're into working behind the scenes, let me know as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Visit our &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=153744664671792"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Facebook&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; page for details.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-5112825144122156233?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/5112825144122156233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/5112825144122156233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/12/take-me-out-tonight-or-take-me-anywhere.html' title='&quot;Take me out tonight, or take me anywhere- I don&apos;t care.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-2416571699964051196</id><published>2010-12-02T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T23:38:15.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Those Christmas lights light up the street. Maybe they'll bring her back to me."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z1rYmzQ8C9Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/z1rYmzQ8C9Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You light up my world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-2416571699964051196?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/2416571699964051196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/2416571699964051196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/12/still-waiting-for-snow-to-fall-doesnt.html' title='&quot;Those Christmas lights light up the street. Maybe they&apos;ll bring her back to me.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-1883435156452167296</id><published>2010-11-29T02:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T02:18:27.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Honestly, won't someone stop this train?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/TPN8Me4YhYI/AAAAAAAABIY/0Wpr0uhKFUg/s400/ikw.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544912120113038722" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/TPN9LaL0RhI/AAAAAAAABIg/lgsYiMjR7yE/s200/IMG00053-20101023-1332.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544913201184130578" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/TPN9b0VKT1I/AAAAAAAABIo/gSPRWpGnnO8/s200/IMG00054-20101023-1333.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544913483080552274" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been painting hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-1883435156452167296?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/1883435156452167296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/1883435156452167296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/11/honestly-wont-someone-stop-this-train.html' title='&quot;Honestly, won&apos;t someone stop this train?&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/TPN8Me4YhYI/AAAAAAAABIY/0Wpr0uhKFUg/s72-c/ikw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-8444253172251884139</id><published>2010-11-29T01:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T02:19:02.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"They've never gone this long without a kill before."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="250" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L_zRDchkDXg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L_zRDchkDXg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Down to the wire&lt;br /&gt;I wanted water&lt;br /&gt;But I'll walk through the fire&lt;br /&gt;If this is what it takes&lt;br /&gt;To take me even higher&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll come through&lt;br /&gt;Like I do&lt;br /&gt;When the world keeps&lt;br /&gt;Testing me, testing me, testing me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-8444253172251884139?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/8444253172251884139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/8444253172251884139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/11/theyve-never-gone-this-long-without.html' title='&quot;They&apos;ve never gone this long without a kill before.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-2676164098710601165</id><published>2010-11-27T00:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T02:03:20.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"If I find her, I swear- I'll kill her."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NLN6OUOsFHA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/NLN6OUOsFHA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-2676164098710601165?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/2676164098710601165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/2676164098710601165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/11/if-i-find-her-i-swear-ill-kill-her.html' title='&quot;If I find her, I swear- I&apos;ll kill her.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-3436645036456318510</id><published>2010-11-21T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T02:03:44.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Hey now, don't dream it's over."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6054225267270331071&amp;amp;postID=3436645036456318510"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/TOn2a8jjMxI/AAAAAAAABH4/soAOBVuGuGE/s400/74196_472810751856_509041856_6103225_4647712_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542231759248372498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;We dressed up as Hogwarts students and waited in line to see HP7 PT.I in Imax this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;We were sober &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(for once)&lt;/span&gt;. It was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Also, the film definitely lives up to its hype. Probably more. I was in tears!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-3436645036456318510?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/3436645036456318510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/3436645036456318510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/11/hey-now-dont-dream-its-over.html' title='&quot;Hey now, don&apos;t dream it&apos;s over.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/TOn2a8jjMxI/AAAAAAAABH4/soAOBVuGuGE/s72-c/74196_472810751856_509041856_6103225_4647712_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-2189538867353549300</id><published>2010-11-16T14:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T15:03:40.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I just realized everything I have is someday gonna be gone."</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"I am in blood stepped in so far that should I wade no more, Returning were as tedious as go o’er."&lt;/i&gt; -&lt;b&gt;Macbeth&lt;/b&gt; (3.4.135–137)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how much time I spent lying awake last night.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My temples were throbbing, my feet were annoyingly warm, and my hair was unwashed. Each discomfort left me uncomfortable and irritated. Every position I laid in, didn't feel right. Neither side of my pillow was cool or comfortable enough and it got to the point where I became frustrated by my lack of tiredness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, I gave up trying to sleep and cracked open my skylight. Under the darkness of the sky, I thought about how much easier things were years ago when my mother's arms were the safest place I could be. I thought about how she'd stroke my hair and sing me old Vietnamese lullabies when I couldn't sleep. &lt;i&gt;I love you&lt;/i&gt;'s were/are very rarely exchanged in our home, but growing up, I was always strongly aware of the fact that my mother loved me and I knew it most of all when she sang me to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nowadays, we might as well be strangers. Walls and the passage of time have completely separated us and even though she is usually only ten steps away, it feels like ten thousand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-2189538867353549300?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/2189538867353549300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/2189538867353549300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-just-realized-everything-i-had-is.html' title='&quot;I just realized everything I have is someday gonna be gone.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-3126184491668126629</id><published>2010-10-23T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T02:04:31.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"He doesn't want her, but he just won't let her go."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="280"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iG_GNdfW7qQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;He doesnt want her but he just won't let her go&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She started breaking but she still wont let it show&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;***&lt;div&gt;I've had this song stuck in my head all day! An oldie, but a goodie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-3126184491668126629?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/3126184491668126629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/3126184491668126629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/10/he-doesnt-want-her-but-he-just-wont-let.html' title='&quot;He doesn&apos;t want her, but he just won&apos;t let her go.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-9020405980442818370</id><published>2010-10-17T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T23:38:53.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"All these haters mad because I'm so established."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/TLvqA4k9s0I/AAAAAAAABHI/wcfOtcOhelw/s1600/179157710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/TLvqA4k9s0I/AAAAAAAABHI/wcfOtcOhelw/s400/179157710.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529270268435739458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the first painting I had done in a while and after completing it, I felt very... accomplished. Proud.&lt;br /&gt;I should paint more (for leisure). This class is forcing me to do a new painting every week (btw, this is a 60" x 48" canvas... it is a pain to carry around). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kind of sad because I can't get too attached to my paintings. They'll be washed over with white paint every Saturday to make room for a new painting project!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-9020405980442818370?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/9020405980442818370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/9020405980442818370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/10/all-these-haters-mad-because-im-so.html' title='&quot;All these haters mad because I&apos;m so established.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/TLvqA4k9s0I/AAAAAAAABHI/wcfOtcOhelw/s72-c/179157710.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-2868088801524585237</id><published>2010-10-10T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T02:05:14.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, the show is over &amp;amp; I finally have my life back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's weird. I feel like I just went through an amicable breakup, but it's about time that I move on now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In the past two months, I've met and fallen in love with people who've filled my life with exuberance and laughter. They inadvertently kept my sanity at bay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/TLK0Q_14XvI/AAAAAAAABHA/zHWvlHBEn5c/s1600/Photo+on+2010-10-04+at+18.45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/TLK0Q_14XvI/AAAAAAAABHA/zHWvlHBEn5c/s400/Photo+on+2010-10-04+at+18.45.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526677896845352690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And after seeing each other every day &amp;amp; exchanging BBMs 24/7 for two months, it's gotten to a point where Belle and I pretty share the same brain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/TLKxDNbSjYI/AAAAAAAABGw/-7sPyMrrPlc/s1600/munch_2010_10_10_233418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/TLKxDNbSjYI/AAAAAAAABGw/-7sPyMrrPlc/s400/munch_2010_10_10_233418.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526674361438866818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's extremely eerie at times. Onwards now... until the next one :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-2868088801524585237?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/2868088801524585237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/2868088801524585237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/10/fairy-tales-of-yesterday-will-grow-but.html' title='&quot;Fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/TLK0Q_14XvI/AAAAAAAABHA/zHWvlHBEn5c/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-10-04+at+18.45.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-8178376226408598296</id><published>2010-10-07T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T00:36:36.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"You want love, but you fear it."</title><content type='html'>More and more, I've come to look forward to coming home at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always liked being alone but lately, I've never appreciated aloneness more.&lt;br /&gt;Things like dinner waiting for me in the fridge when I come home at night, or John Mayer on the radio while I speed through the pitch blackness on the UBC highway. The silence in my house as I sink into my bed. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started working on this show in August and as a result, I sort of got shoved into September, instead of being able to settle in to it like everyone else. It's bittersweet to think that in just a few days, my life will finally go back to being somewhat "normal".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-8178376226408598296?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/8178376226408598296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/8178376226408598296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-want-love-but-you-fear-it.html' title='&quot;You want love, but you fear it.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-5006222166846960976</id><published>2010-09-29T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T00:23:08.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Maybe later we can go up to the moon, or sail among the stars before the night is through."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;... And just like that, two months have gone by!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=159846124029243&amp;amp;index=1"&gt;Our show&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (unofficially) opens tomorrow night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As much as I love heavy lifting (ha) and sitting stage right with a headset (all important and such), I'm looking forward to having my life finally go back to normal... before the next show comes along, of course. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I plan on becoming a hermit for about a week after October 9. I've seen the same crazy people almost every day since August, and sometimes, I feel a bit loco!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got big, post-show plans for myself... like reuniting with ma gurlz for our gig at Langara (October 14!!!!), growing my own cherry tomatoes, and finally cleaning my bathroom and room(s) so that I can have a space to paint in. Can't forget that I'm an 80 year old woman trapped in a 20 year old body. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-5006222166846960976?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/5006222166846960976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/5006222166846960976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/09/maybe-later-we-can-go-up-to-moon-or.html' title='&quot;Maybe later we can go up to the moon, or sail among the stars before the night is through.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-6654410349256619647</id><published>2010-09-25T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T23:16:00.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"That girl knows every single man would ask her for her hand."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/TJ7kNqfj8WI/AAAAAAAABGg/gJOkkW8cB1c/s1600/IMG00016-20100925-2035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/TJ7kNqfj8WI/AAAAAAAABGg/gJOkkW8cB1c/s400/IMG00016-20100925-2035.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521101116598907234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my life (at the moment).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you squint hard enough, you'll see Belle across the stage!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-6654410349256619647?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/6654410349256619647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/6654410349256619647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/09/that-girl-knows-every-single-man-would.html' title='&quot;That girl knows every single man would ask her for her hand.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/TJ7kNqfj8WI/AAAAAAAABGg/gJOkkW8cB1c/s72-c/IMG00016-20100925-2035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-6630465091118756548</id><published>2010-09-24T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T01:09:11.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Tell me you know. Yeah, you've figured me out."</title><content type='html'>I decided a while back that I wanted my life to be more private.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure that many people know that much about me. They can scrutinize, or guess, or create stories, but I let very few people in. At one point this summer, I heard a weird story about myself that was completely untrue, but nonetheless, it hurt my feelings. I'm pretty good with letting things go and moving on, but this one hit me hard. Looking back on it now, I feel foolish, but at the time, I guess it caused something in me to snap, and I decided that sharing my personal thoughts on this outlet would be... well, too personal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my time away from this blog, I've devoted my life to stage managing a play, and writing music to keep me sane. Trust me when I say that &lt;i&gt;"I've devoted my life to stage managing a play"&lt;/i&gt; isn't an understatement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a crazy couple of months, but I'm happy. I'm excited. Still clumsy as fuck (just spilled water on my legs), and remarkably stupid for a clever girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Opening night is Thursday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I'm back!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-6630465091118756548?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/6630465091118756548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/6630465091118756548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/09/tell-me-you-know-yeah-youve-figured-me.html' title='&quot;Tell me you know. Yeah, you&apos;ve figured me out.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-8584252303317608448</id><published>2010-08-22T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T21:36:21.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I cried a river over you."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/THDiXOnSK4I/AAAAAAAABGQ/hWq5QynnQ0M/s1600/105_0197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/THDiXOnSK4I/AAAAAAAABGQ/hWq5QynnQ0M/s400/105_0197.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508151232961850242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The best part about this photo is that it was taken without zoom!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-8584252303317608448?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/8584252303317608448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/8584252303317608448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-cried-river-over-you.html' title='&quot;I cried a river over you.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/THDiXOnSK4I/AAAAAAAABGQ/hWq5QynnQ0M/s72-c/105_0197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-381111063351086244</id><published>2010-07-22T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T01:52:37.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I don't need no ring. I don't need anything but you and me..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Every night my parents watch Vietnamese movies in our living room. And every night, my mom falls asleep with her head on my dad's shoulder as he rubs her feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Growing up, my parents never really showed the kind of affection towards each other that you see on TV or in the movies. When I was younger, I wondered why their relationship seemed impersonal compared to the image of love that I had in my head. Everything that I thought I knew about love was based on Zack Morris and Kelly Kapowski, or Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Mask. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've come to realize that almost everything that I thought I knew about love was wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My parents are best friends who are raising a family together. They work because they don't bother with living up the "ideal" image of love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zack &amp;amp; Kelly, and Sailor Moon &amp;amp; Tuxedo mask had to deal with a mess of crises and breakups with each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that love could be simple if you let it be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end of the day, all I want every night for the rest of my life is my best friend &amp;amp; I on a couch together, watching movies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-381111063351086244?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/381111063351086244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/381111063351086244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-dont-need-no-ring-i-dont-need.html' title='&quot;I don&apos;t need no ring. I don&apos;t need anything but you and me...&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-1460095971654987387</id><published>2010-07-22T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T01:15:30.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Steady my breathing. Silently screaming, 'I have to have you now'."</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Sometimes I get the itch to go out for a drink thinking I might miss meeting the woman of my dreams, but then I realize the woman of my dreams isn’t at a bar at 12:36 on a Wednesday morning. No, the woman of my dreams is asleep in bed with her lame boyfriend she’s only now beginning to see is lame. Nice enough guy, but no passion or curiosity. It was cute when he called her babe at first but now it’s just lazy and distant sounding. The woman of my dreams just twitched in her sleep because I mentioned her. The woman of my dreams is not usually twitchy. The woman of my dreams likes Family Guy but doesn’t LOVE Family Guy. The woman of my dreams will engage in conversations that don’t necessarily cater to her in exchange for my moving quickly through the shop talk. The woman of my dreams has to be up at 7am. Maybe the woman of my dreams is at the gym, not the bar. I better get to bed."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;-John Mayer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Sounds like he and I could get along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-1460095971654987387?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/1460095971654987387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/1460095971654987387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/07/steady-my-breathing-silently-screaming.html' title='&quot;Steady my breathing. Silently screaming, &apos;I have to have you now&apos;.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-3153166825781288402</id><published>2010-07-17T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T03:02:17.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Run where you'll be safe. Through the garden gates to the shelter of magnolias."</title><content type='html'>I love songs that inspire me to write my own songs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-3153166825781288402?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/3153166825781288402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/3153166825781288402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/07/run-where-youll-be-safe-through-garden.html' title='&quot;Run where you&apos;ll be safe. Through the garden gates to the shelter of magnolias.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-2602155751040540013</id><published>2010-07-05T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T03:55:48.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Oh, you treat me badly. I love you madly. You really got a hold on me."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="280"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NTAjLwWNITg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NTAjLwWNITg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been singing this song all day because it's been stuck in my head since I woke up this &lt;strike&gt;morning&lt;/strike&gt; afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;When I sat down and thought about it, it's actually pretty fitting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I was as cool as Zooey. I need to find my own M. Ward so that we can create pretty songs... And reign as the king and queen of hipster heaven, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-2602155751040540013?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/2602155751040540013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/2602155751040540013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/07/oh-you-treat-me-badly-i-love-you-madly.html' title='&quot;Oh, you treat me badly. I love you madly. You really got a hold on me.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-3511722926299554459</id><published>2010-07-03T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T03:56:30.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Come into my bed. I've got to know, know, know you."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/TC8NWYOC6gI/AAAAAAAABF4/IJv13skVwnM/s1600/robert_downey_jr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/TC8NWYOC6gI/AAAAAAAABF4/IJv13skVwnM/s320/robert_downey_jr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489621148897569282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/TC8NSYo-O-I/AAAAAAAABFw/xEMq90yks38/s1600/entertainment-weekly-november-2008-robert-downey-jr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/TC8NSYo-O-I/AAAAAAAABFw/xEMq90yks38/s320/entertainment-weekly-november-2008-robert-downey-jr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489621080291032034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/TC8NOFFCpRI/AAAAAAAABFo/bUc9ETg874g/s1600/Robert_Downey_Jr-1-Iron_Man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/TC8NOFFCpRI/AAAAAAAABFo/bUc9ETg874g/s320/Robert_Downey_Jr-1-Iron_Man.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489621006320575762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi. I love you. Marry me. Please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-3511722926299554459?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/3511722926299554459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/3511722926299554459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/07/come-into-my-bed-ive-got-to-know-know.html' title='&quot;Come into my bed. I&apos;ve got to know, know, know you.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/TC8NWYOC6gI/AAAAAAAABF4/IJv13skVwnM/s72-c/robert_downey_jr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-2781400400577347463</id><published>2010-06-29T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T00:05:29.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Young and full of running. Tell me, where has that taken me?"</title><content type='html'>Took an enneagram test. Super freaky and accurate results.&lt;br /&gt;Try it yourself! &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/the-quick-amp-painless-enneagram-test"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;http://www.okcupid.com/tests/the-quick-amp-painless-enneagram-test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5 - the Observer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your Enneagram type is FIVE (aka "The Thinker").&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I need to understand the world"&lt;br /&gt;Observers have a need for knowledge and are introverted, curious, analytical, and insightful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How to Get Along with Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Be independent, not clingy.&lt;br /&gt;• Speak in a straightforward and brief manner.&lt;br /&gt;• I need time alone to process my feelings and thoughts &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(!!!)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;• Remember that If I seem aloof, distant, or arrogant, it may be that I am feeling uncomfortable &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(!!!)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;• Make me feel welcome, but not too intensely, or I might doubt your sincerity &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(!!!)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;• If I become irritated when I have to repeat things, it may be because it was such an effort to get my thoughts out in the first place. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;(One of my biggest pet peeves!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• don't come on like a bulldozer.&lt;br /&gt;• Help me to avoid my pet peeves: big parties &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(!!!)&lt;/span&gt;, other people's loud music &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(!!!)&lt;/span&gt;, overdone emotions &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(!!!)&lt;/span&gt;, and intrusions on my privacy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(!!!)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What I Like About Being a FIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• standing back and viewing life objectively&lt;br /&gt;• coming to a thorough understanding; perceiving causes and effects&lt;br /&gt;• my sense of integrity: doing what I think is right and not being influenced by social pressure&lt;br /&gt;• not being caught up in material possessions and status&lt;br /&gt;• being calm in a crisis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's Hard About Being a FIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• being slow to put my knowledge and insights out in the world&lt;br /&gt;• feeling bad when I act defensive or like a know-it-all &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• being pressured to be with people when I don't want to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• watching others with better social skills, but less intelligence or technical skill, do better professionally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIVEs as Children Often&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• spend a lot of time alone reading, making collections, and so on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• have a few special friends rather than many &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• are very bright and curious and do well in school&lt;br /&gt;• have independent minds and often question their parents and teachers&lt;br /&gt;• watch events from a detached point of view, gathering information&lt;br /&gt;• assume a poker face in order not to look afraid&lt;br /&gt;• are sensitive; avoid interpersonal conflict&lt;br /&gt;• feel intruded upon and controlled and/or ignored and neglected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIVEs as Parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• are often kind, perceptive, and devoted&lt;br /&gt;• are sometimes authoritarian and demanding&lt;br /&gt;• may expect more intellectual achievement than is developmentally appropriate&lt;br /&gt;• may be intolerant of their children expressing strong emotions&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-2781400400577347463?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/2781400400577347463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/2781400400577347463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/06/young-and-full-of-running-tell-me-where.html' title='&quot;Young and full of running. Tell me, where has that taken me?&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-555406292732772459</id><published>2010-06-26T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T00:22:43.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"You can travel the world, but nothing comes close to the golden coast!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I know it's a bit overdue, but here are &lt;strike&gt;some&lt;/strike&gt; more than some shots from our trip to LA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/TCbMOwCd7kI/AAAAAAAABB4/6l3qaV7Rdg0/s200/DSC03186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487297749783014978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/TCbkmSM7nwI/AAAAAAAABE4/R7y6TFt5Hss/s200/105_0085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487324542369767170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/TCblltVdnlI/AAAAAAAABFI/TBOdDGA1Bpk/s200/105_0091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487325631985065554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For anyone who was wondering, we (Backstage Romance) went to LA because we were invited by an NBC talent producer to audition for the second season of their a cappella singing contest, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Sing-Off&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our audition went great! The judges really liked our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just Dance/Sweet Dreams&lt;/span&gt; mash-up and they complimented us on our costumes. They were impressed because no other group dressed up like we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, they thought that our group was too small. We hoped to go into the audition with four group members, but following a setback, we only ended up with three. Going into the audition, we knew that the rules stated that the show was looking to cast groups of four to twelve members. After our audition, the judges explained that although they enjoyed our performance, they were looking to cast larger a cappella groups (four or more singers), which we already knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We explained to them that our fourth member wasn't able to make it and they acknowledged our professionalism because we didn't come into the audition apologizing right off the bat for our lack of a fourth member. They also asked us if there was any way that our fourth member could come in with us the next day to re-audition, but obviously she could not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the studio with our heads held high, and a couple of minutes later, one of the judges chased us down about a block away from the studio! We were completely surprised. He said that he really wanted us to come back the next day to re-audition and asked us again if there was any way that our fourth member could come and audition with us. We explained to him that there was no way that our fourth member could make it the next day and in the end, he just made sure that we were coming back to audition next year... which I don't think we are. As of right now, we no longer have a fourth member and I think that we're going to keep it that way! We've been singing as a trio for four years now, and the whole trip made us realize that with a fourth member, our entire dynamic changed and it was painfully obvious how difficult it would be for us to move forward with a new singer. So, we are back to three and we are going to stay three!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-555406292732772459?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/555406292732772459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/555406292732772459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-can-travel-world-but-nothing-comes.html' title='&quot;You can travel the world, but nothing comes close to the golden coast!&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/TCbMOwCd7kI/AAAAAAAABB4/6l3qaV7Rdg0/s72-c/DSC03186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-2461524416632548158</id><published>2010-06-25T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T03:54:03.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I love you and all I want you to do is just hold me, hold me, hold me."</title><content type='html'>So... It turns out that my allergies weren't going into overdrive. I have a cold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who the hell gets sick in JUNE?!&lt;br /&gt;... This girl, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate life, but my sickness has made me a little bit crazy and I've been having some pretty psychedelic dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-2461524416632548158?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/2461524416632548158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/2461524416632548158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/06/wake-up-in-morning-feeling-like-p-diddy.html' title='&quot;I love you and all I want you to do is just hold me, hold me, hold me.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-5734436885423311394</id><published>2010-06-24T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T20:11:49.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"You remind me of St. Tropez."</title><content type='html'>My allergies are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;killing&lt;/span&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are excruciating to the point where I can't sneeze once without it being followed by twenty consecutive sneezes. My left nostril is running. I got so tired of blowing my nose, so I'm sitting here with a wad of tissue stuffed inside my nostril, feeling sorry for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My antihistamines are not working. My throat is so fucking sore. I'm grumpy. It's getting hotter and hotter every day. The heat makes it difficult to sleep and I am someone who cannot function properly without a certain amount of sleep. I'm grumpy. I want to take a nap but there is makeup on my face and since I am weird and OCD like that, I can't sleep without washing my face first. The thought of my makeup rubbing all over my pillows is really unsettling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I spent over an hour going from grocery store to grocery store because I had a mad craving for edamame. It started almost two weeks ago, when I went to Danielle's BC Felions calendar launch at the Shark Club. I had a huge bowl of edamame to myself and since then, I have not been able to stop thinking about it. I wanted to buy them in bulk so that I could steam them whenever I wanted some, but my grocery store search failed. I ended up going to a random Japanese restaurant on Fraser St. and ordering some there. I sat in a booth behind these two elderly women who annoyed me because they spoke to the Japanese waitress in slow, concise sentences that made it seem like they were mocking her. People are so ignorant sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-5734436885423311394?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/5734436885423311394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/5734436885423311394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-remind-me-of-st-tropez.html' title='&quot;You remind me of St. Tropez.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-8798139756416632084</id><published>2010-06-15T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T16:09:29.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Give away a few Mercedes..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/TBgG05JlEmI/AAAAAAAABBQ/v4KkIk2Q0v8/s1600/RTEmagicC_supreme_boxlogo_deck.jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/TBgG05JlEmI/AAAAAAAABBQ/v4KkIk2Q0v8/s400/RTEmagicC_supreme_boxlogo_deck.jpg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483140052087542370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that it's a huge turn-off when guys are obsessed with labels and name brands, especially when they're not making the kind of salaries that support their fashion choices.&lt;br /&gt;If you're willing to spend more than $50 on a t-shirt or a hat, or hundreds on shoes... We can't be friends. I'm sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-8798139756416632084?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/8798139756416632084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/8798139756416632084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/06/give-away-few-mercedes.html' title='&quot;Give away a few Mercedes...&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/TBgG05JlEmI/AAAAAAAABBQ/v4KkIk2Q0v8/s72-c/RTEmagicC_supreme_boxlogo_deck.jpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-3251951580957325809</id><published>2010-06-07T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T22:13:56.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Told you I'll be here forever."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NHTbXMypdbo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/NHTbXMypdbo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-3251951580957325809?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/3251951580957325809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/3251951580957325809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/06/told-you-ill-be-here-forever.html' title='&quot;Told you I&apos;ll be here forever.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-6839133306748896011</id><published>2010-06-07T22:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T22:12:27.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I love this record, baby, but I can't see straight anymore."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nJxihQ9Qv3c&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/nJxihQ9Qv3c&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-6839133306748896011?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/6839133306748896011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/6839133306748896011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='&quot;I love this record, baby, but I can&apos;t see straight anymore.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-8823079732516624057</id><published>2010-06-07T22:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T22:10:43.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"You don't need to call in to work 'cause you're the boss."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b2fdYI0F3eo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/b2fdYI0F3eo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-8823079732516624057?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/8823079732516624057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/8823079732516624057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-dont-need-to-call-in-to-work-cause.html' title='&quot;You don&apos;t need to call in to work &apos;cause you&apos;re the boss.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-7318840239527777774</id><published>2010-05-26T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T22:25:00.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Doin' it for the fame 'cause we wanna live the life of the rich and famous."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/liROCI_oTlw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/liROCI_oTlw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="200" width="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bfdE9Vd4Q-s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bfdE9Vd4Q-s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="200" width="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hx8M7HDd3e4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hx8M7HDd3e4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="200" width="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9vmIgIZTc1o&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9vmIgIZTc1o&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="200" width="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love Gaga and these remixes are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;BEYOND (!!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-7318840239527777774?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/7318840239527777774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/7318840239527777774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/05/doin-it-for-fame-cause-we-wanna-live.html' title='&quot;Doin&apos; it for the fame &apos;cause we wanna live the life of the rich and famous.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-6086567067083791371</id><published>2010-05-24T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T02:55:25.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I can't tell you what I learned from school, but I could tell you a story or two."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;He took us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;[to a strip club]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt; and the girls were all kind of fat. I know I'm fat, but I don't prance around naked... Well, in public I don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-AK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the best friends ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-6086567067083791371?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/6086567067083791371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/6086567067083791371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-cant-tell-you-what-i-learned-from.html' title='&quot;I can&apos;t tell you what I learned from school, but I could tell you a story or two.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-8484312906464560044</id><published>2010-05-24T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T01:28:44.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"You can't play our broken strings."</title><content type='html'>I have too many thoughts and no guitar to share them with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;... But at least I have LA to look forward to NEXT WEEK!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-8484312906464560044?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/8484312906464560044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/8484312906464560044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-cant-play-our-broken-strings.html' title='&quot;You can&apos;t play our broken strings.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-1322047309564203277</id><published>2010-05-22T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T22:02:30.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I can't save you if you don't let me."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rAsVg7pIQtk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/rAsVg7pIQtk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;So nice to see your face again- tell me, how long has it been since you’ve been here? You look so different than before. You’re still the person I adore, frozen with fear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All out of love but I take it from the past.&lt;br /&gt;All out of words cause I’m sure it’ll never last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been saving these last words for one last miracle, but now I’m not sure. I can’t save you if you don’t let me. You just get me like I’ve never been gotten before...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-1322047309564203277?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/1322047309564203277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/1322047309564203277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-cant-save-you-if-you-dont-let-me.html' title='&quot;I can&apos;t save you if you don&apos;t let me.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-7033967447196597329</id><published>2010-05-22T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T00:24:53.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Zip your lip like a padlock."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I really need to get this off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've struggled with my stance on this issue for a really long time. At first, I was strongly opposed to marijuana and anything to do with it; however, over time, my opinion has changed along with the rest of the world's, and I've had enough time to really think about the subject and come to an actual conclusion on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't hate it, but I don't love it either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm wondering is why exactly there are people who place marijuana on a high pedestal, who go as far as to worship it as their god, and who place it second to (or even before) sex* in their list of top five things that they love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Yeah, I really met someone who believes that marijuana is better than sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I get it. Or at least, I think I do, based on the experiences that I've had. You may not agree. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's something to do at parties. It's something to do with your friends on a Friday night when you want to unwind from the stress of the work/school week. It's the safest "recreational drug". The way I see it, marijuana is something like... a fun enhancer. You're already out with people you love, you're already having fun, let's all do something "recreational".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I don't understand is people who feel the need to get high every day or as often as they can. I have been trying to understand this for months and I still can't figure it out. Everyone knows someone who &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;"can't live without it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. So, does that mean that their lives are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sad or pathetic? Do they have nothing else going on in their lives that makes them as happy as being high? Do they have nothing else to look forward to but a joint at the end of the day? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm posing these questions because all the hard stoners I  know don't have much going for them in their lives, or they have a lot of bad shit going for them instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; It's a false sense of happiness you experience with that drug and that's what confuses me about the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I just reread this and do I come off as a pretentious bitch or what? Whatever, I don't care. I needed to get this off my brain and here it is. Feel free to debate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-7033967447196597329?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/7033967447196597329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/7033967447196597329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/05/zip-your-lip-like-padlock.html' title='&quot;Zip your lip like a padlock.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-7980904749912553708</id><published>2010-05-22T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T00:37:39.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I've had you so many times, but somehow, I want more."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S_ja7u3d2II/AAAAAAAABBI/k0O84atcu2c/s1600/4426764291_45261d58cb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S_ja7u3d2II/AAAAAAAABBI/k0O84atcu2c/s400/4426764291_45261d58cb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474366066796648578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-7980904749912553708?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/7980904749912553708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/7980904749912553708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/05/she-will-be-loved.html' title='&quot;I&apos;ve had you so many times, but somehow, I want more.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S_ja7u3d2II/AAAAAAAABBI/k0O84atcu2c/s72-c/4426764291_45261d58cb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-5380187317995315791</id><published>2010-05-22T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T19:37:09.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I fought the law and the law won."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S_iUjpecPNI/AAAAAAAABBA/wZERL8yLOs8/s1600/cache.bordom.net.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S_iUjpecPNI/AAAAAAAABBA/wZERL8yLOs8/s400/cache.bordom.net.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474288687218703570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOLOL. This is THE &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEST&lt;/span&gt; thing I have seen all week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-5380187317995315791?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/5380187317995315791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/5380187317995315791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-fought-law-and-law-won.html' title='&quot;I fought the law and the law won.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S_iUjpecPNI/AAAAAAAABBA/wZERL8yLOs8/s72-c/cache.bordom.net.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-3615903575492569778</id><published>2010-05-20T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T23:22:19.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I don't know why you love me, and that's why I love you."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iK9Iio7WgaI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/iK9Iio7WgaI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-3615903575492569778?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/3615903575492569778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/3615903575492569778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-dont-know-why-you-love-me-and-thats.html' title='&quot;I don&apos;t know why you love me, and that&apos;s why I love you.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-8361220137561851933</id><published>2010-05-14T14:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T14:27:15.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"California, here we come."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S-2_23uElII/AAAAAAAABA4/YvctXQw49fg/s1600/Screen+shot+2010-05-14+at+2.23.49+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S-2_23uElII/AAAAAAAABA4/YvctXQw49fg/s400/Screen+shot+2010-05-14+at+2.23.49+PM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471240071716050050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE, COME OUT, SUPPORT US AND BUY MY CLOTHES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-8361220137561851933?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/8361220137561851933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/8361220137561851933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/05/california-here-we-come.html' title='&quot;California, here we come.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S-2_23uElII/AAAAAAAABA4/YvctXQw49fg/s72-c/Screen+shot+2010-05-14+at+2.23.49+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-4893714267602589879</id><published>2010-05-14T00:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T00:15:41.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sweet dreams are made of this."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DX8UEyf2DL4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DX8UEyf2DL4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="250" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-4893714267602589879?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/4893714267602589879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/4893714267602589879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/05/sweet-dreams-are-made-of-this.html' title='&quot;Sweet dreams are made of this.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-4508790782805910965</id><published>2010-05-09T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T01:50:58.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Oooooh, she got it all."</title><content type='html'>Life's funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a love-hate relationship with surprises. I'm boring and I usually like knowing what's going to happen, but the odd surprise is okay sometimes. For example, a few days ago, I received some pretty great news. I mean, it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; than just great. It was news of epic proportions! It had to do with &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/BACKSTAGEROMANCE"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Backstage Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (aka, Danielle, Tiffany, and I) and it was an AWESOME surprise. I ran around doing a happy dance for like, 20 minutes and sent them the news via BBMs in capital letters because I was so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are face-to-face with a huge opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, we're scrambling to raise funds so that we can be in  LA in less than a month.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I'm going to the passport office to apply for an urgent passport.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-4508790782805910965?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/4508790782805910965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/4508790782805910965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/05/oooooh-she-got-it-all.html' title='&quot;Oooooh, she got it all.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-4651167780290284224</id><published>2010-05-08T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T00:57:00.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Oh my gosh."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aVmnpt9hX-o&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/aVmnpt9hX-o&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the increase in Youtube video posts, but this is actually a really great arrangement of this song. The original version by Usher is my current guilty pleasure (along with Ke$ha's &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Your Love is my Drug&lt;/span&gt;... Fuck!), and yeah... I've been reluctant to acknowledge that Usher has made any good music since his old music like, ten years ago (think &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;U Remind Me, U Don't Have to Call, U Got It Bad&lt;/span&gt;), but this song is winning me over. David Choi's cover is awesome, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-4651167780290284224?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/4651167780290284224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/4651167780290284224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/05/oh-my-gosh.html' title='&quot;Oh my gosh.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-497989508272121544</id><published>2010-05-07T22:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T23:06:04.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Nothing comes close to the golden coast."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CTVJTt-Gfx8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/CTVJTt-Gfx8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Katy! It's no secret how much I love Katy Perry. I'm already addicted to this song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-497989508272121544?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/497989508272121544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/497989508272121544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/05/nothing-comes-close-to-golden-coast.html' title='&quot;Nothing comes close to the golden coast.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-6527015079180496497</id><published>2010-05-07T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T22:53:37.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Can't help myself- I'm in love."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u6RSwHJn2BE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/u6RSwHJn2BE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F-f-f-f-f-f-f-future love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-6527015079180496497?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/6527015079180496497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/6527015079180496497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/05/cant-help-myself-im-in-love.html' title='&quot;Can&apos;t help myself- I&apos;m in love.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-123926972832873621</id><published>2010-05-07T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T22:58:18.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I said something wrong, now I long for yesterday."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4N8s8w9_5Nw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/4N8s8w9_5Nw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Backstage Romance cover!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-123926972832873621?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/123926972832873621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/123926972832873621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-said-something-wrong-now-i-long-for.html' title='&quot;I said something wrong, now I long for yesterday.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-6184505989563814698</id><published>2010-05-06T00:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T00:34:56.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Crying over you."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ee925OTFBCA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/ee925OTFBCA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've watched this at least ten times and I still find it funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-6184505989563814698?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/6184505989563814698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/6184505989563814698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/05/crying-over-you.html' title='&quot;Crying over you.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-2145494813198603519</id><published>2010-05-06T00:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T03:14:31.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'll follow you until you love me."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S-JuyZmy_WI/AAAAAAAABAw/8OOpGo25v84/s1600/UKPvnLlG3gNvw91TMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S-JuyZmy_WI/AAAAAAAABAw/8OOpGo25v84/s400/UKPvnLlG3gNvw91TMG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468054709727329634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What dreams are made of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-2145494813198603519?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/2145494813198603519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/2145494813198603519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/05/ill-follow-you-until-you-love-me.html' title='&quot;I&apos;ll follow you until you love me.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S-JuyZmy_WI/AAAAAAAABAw/8OOpGo25v84/s72-c/UKPvnLlG3gNvw91TMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-5386527097300825446</id><published>2010-05-04T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T16:12:06.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Nothing not to love about me."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=11465235&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=11465235&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE this. My favourite part is when she dusts her Grammy awards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-5386527097300825446?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/5386527097300825446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/5386527097300825446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/05/nothing-not-to-love-about-me.html' title='&quot;Nothing not to love about me.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-8967588769961481271</id><published>2010-05-01T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T21:04:25.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"You've got what it takes."</title><content type='html'>Lately, I've been working out a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where the motivation came from or how it is still alive in me, but I'm grateful for it because I haven't felt this way... ever. It's been about a month since I've started.&lt;br /&gt;Every time, I set for myself a goal of at least 45 minutes of intense cardio followed or preceded by any fitness class that my gym is offering that day. Pilates and Abs/Butt/Thighs classes are my favourite! Gaga is my inspiration. While I run, I repeat to myself,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Just five more minutes"&lt;/span&gt;, every time I feel like giving up. By the end of it, sweat is literally dripping off of my body and I'd probably be unrecognizable to anyone who knows me. It's supa sexy, ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew that I would ever be okay with running?&lt;br /&gt;I must be crazy, but it feels really good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-8967588769961481271?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/8967588769961481271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/8967588769961481271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/05/youve-got-what-it-takes.html' title='&quot;You&apos;ve got what it takes.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-7699381197339486485</id><published>2010-05-01T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T12:56:32.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"The only other half that makes me whole."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="."&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S9yEZyrD_CI/AAAAAAAABAo/WEStsusrgro/s400/Photo+on+2010-05-01+at+12.41.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466389626354924578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a baby.&lt;br /&gt;Common, but closest to my heart. Literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Yes, I removed the previous photo and changed it to this one because the other one showed too much side boob... hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-7699381197339486485?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/7699381197339486485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/7699381197339486485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/05/only-other-half-that-makes-me-whole.html' title='&quot;The only other half that makes me whole.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S9yEZyrD_CI/AAAAAAAABAo/WEStsusrgro/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-05-01+at+12.41.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-9139813219437749545</id><published>2010-04-30T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T00:48:58.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I don't know, but today seems kinda odd."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QWfbGGZE07M&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QWfbGGZE07M&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="250" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Contrary to this song, today was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; a good day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-9139813219437749545?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/9139813219437749545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/9139813219437749545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-dont-know-but-today-seems-kinda-odd.html' title='&quot;I don&apos;t know, but today seems kinda odd.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-6858527900571822564</id><published>2010-04-30T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T00:49:23.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sleep, pretty darling. Do not cry."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bs84xzJsK_Y&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/Bs84xzJsK_Y&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful cover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-6858527900571822564?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/6858527900571822564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/6858527900571822564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/05/sleep-pretty-darling-do-not-cry.html' title='&quot;Sleep, pretty darling. Do not cry.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-7191803178533302686</id><published>2010-04-26T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T00:49:36.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Don't fool yourself. She was heartache from the moment that you met her."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zWqpt3YWnso&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/zWqpt3YWnso&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might've posted this song before, but it's a good one. &lt;br /&gt;Jeff Buckley pretty much changed the way that I listened to music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-7191803178533302686?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/7191803178533302686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/7191803178533302686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/04/dont-fool-yourself-she-was-heartache.html' title='&quot;Don&apos;t fool yourself. She was heartache from the moment that you met her.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-74931903757533869</id><published>2010-04-26T22:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T22:07:01.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I just wanna be okay."</title><content type='html'>I think that I know what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I know what I want to do career-wise. The only thing is that I'll have to wait two years before I can actually go for it because it isn't a career that my conventional/conservative Vietnamese parents would go for unless I had a legit degree under my belt first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to keep it in my head for now, in case I change my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-74931903757533869?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/74931903757533869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/74931903757533869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-just-wanna-be-okay.html' title='&quot;I just wanna be okay.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-6642383020015004397</id><published>2010-04-22T23:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T23:27:11.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I heard you were looking for me."</title><content type='html'>I read that after dropping out of high school at fourteen, Lil Wayne still managed to get his GED. He even enrolled in and kept high grades at the University of Houston while he was a student of the school. Pretty interesting guy. I watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Carter&lt;/span&gt; the other day and while Wayne can be mostly incoherent, his work ethic is amazing- the guy is constantly critiquing himself- and it is obvious that he is intelligent. Think what you will about him; he's still making millions from a prison cell while you're making zero dollars reading this blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Prison must get boring. I think that once I finish studying for and writing my last exam, I'm  going to write a letter to Lil Wayne in prison. Maybe include a drawing  or something, haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-6642383020015004397?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/6642383020015004397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/6642383020015004397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-heard-you-were-looking-for-me.html' title='&quot;I heard you were looking for me.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-2416433388371753055</id><published>2010-04-19T02:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T02:49:09.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Living is easy with eyes closed."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S8wnC18IvGI/AAAAAAAAA_w/A8Vb4nfdrHQ/s1600/tumblr_kzt7vrpvdd1qzmvqxo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 398px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S8wnC18IvGI/AAAAAAAAA_w/A8Vb4nfdrHQ/s400/tumblr_kzt7vrpvdd1qzmvqxo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461783377886100578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-2416433388371753055?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/2416433388371753055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/2416433388371753055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/04/living-is-easy-with-eyes-closed.html' title='&quot;Living is easy with eyes closed.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S8wnC18IvGI/AAAAAAAAA_w/A8Vb4nfdrHQ/s72-c/tumblr_kzt7vrpvdd1qzmvqxo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-1545294332899477598</id><published>2010-04-16T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T00:28:20.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Just a second, it's my favourite song they're gonna play."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sbQHvUObMbA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/sbQHvUObMbA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love clever mashups!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-1545294332899477598?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/1545294332899477598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/1545294332899477598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-second-its-my-favourite-song.html' title='&quot;Just a second, it&apos;s my favourite song they&apos;re gonna play.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-498507731570680343</id><published>2010-04-15T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T10:10:08.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"They got nothing on you."</title><content type='html'>He didn't turn out to be who you thought he was. He fucked you up, you feel like shit. You miss him, but who he was, or the person you thought he was, wasn't real.&lt;br /&gt;The way he made you feel about yourself? How good you felt? That feeling was real, and that's something you need to hang on to. Let go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-498507731570680343?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/498507731570680343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/498507731570680343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/04/they-got-nothing-on-you.html' title='&quot;They got nothing on you.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-8869630474615337093</id><published>2010-04-12T23:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T23:50:34.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sleight of hand and twist of fate- on a bed of nails she makes me wait."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S8QS2ztrrHI/AAAAAAAAA_o/fZrHAjjh68M/s1600/Photo+on+2010-04-12+at+23.38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S8QS2ztrrHI/AAAAAAAAA_o/fZrHAjjh68M/s400/Photo+on+2010-04-12+at+23.38.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459509381083933810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S8QSPdi6qrI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/-mWtdE3XOYg/s1600/Photo+on+2010-04-12+at+23.40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S8QSPdi6qrI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/-mWtdE3XOYg/s400/Photo+on+2010-04-12+at+23.40.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459508705118300850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S8QSFEs3CKI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/dto9MCx1a7U/s1600/Photo+on+2010-04-12+at+23.27+%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S8QSFEs3CKI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/dto9MCx1a7U/s400/Photo+on+2010-04-12+at+23.27+%232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459508526650427554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to master drawing hands and feet. I'm getting there, I think.&lt;br /&gt;Leaps and bounds from where I started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-8869630474615337093?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/8869630474615337093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/8869630474615337093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/04/sleight-of-hand-and-twist-of-fate-on.html' title='&quot;Sleight of hand and twist of fate- on a bed of nails she makes me wait.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S8QS2ztrrHI/AAAAAAAAA_o/fZrHAjjh68M/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-04-12+at+23.38.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-8278872427883457797</id><published>2010-04-12T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T23:20:59.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"You've got the best of my love."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S8QMtvYAzkI/AAAAAAAAA_I/8ckIVgLlLaA/s1600/Screen+shot+2010-04-12+at+11.16.37+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S8QMtvYAzkI/AAAAAAAAA_I/8ckIVgLlLaA/s400/Screen+shot+2010-04-12+at+11.16.37+PM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459502628230712898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is going to be a looongggggggg night (I have to finish my sketchbook project), so I made an awesome playlist to keep me company!!!! Best songs EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't judge the titles of my playlists :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-8278872427883457797?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/8278872427883457797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/8278872427883457797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/04/youve-got-best-of-my-love.html' title='&quot;You&apos;ve got the best of my love.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S8QMtvYAzkI/AAAAAAAAA_I/8ckIVgLlLaA/s72-c/Screen+shot+2010-04-12+at+11.16.37+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-3106959786330875907</id><published>2010-04-11T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T17:16:37.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"In the halls, I’d rather hear silence than the bell of new love. So, don’t brag- keep it to yourself."</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking about something a lot lately. I wonder why people feel the need to share or flaunt their sexual conquests simply for the sake of sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know me well enough, you'll know that in conversation with me, no topic is really out-of-bounds. I'm intrigued by the weird and rarely phased by anything disgusting. I'm by no means uncomfortable talking about sex. I actually believe that it's super important to be comfortable talking about sex and be willing to understand exactly what it is before making the decision to share your body with another person; however, when a guy tells anyone who will listen about how good or bad a girl was in bed, it really only cheapens her body, and makes his dick seem about a million times smaller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that anyone but me and whoever I may be seeing needs to know what we do with each other. But maybe that's just me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-3106959786330875907?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/3106959786330875907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/3106959786330875907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-he-burns-you-let-him-go.html' title='&quot;In the halls, I’d rather hear silence than the bell of new love. So, don’t brag- keep it to yourself.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-5026830833698340442</id><published>2010-04-11T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T04:38:31.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Open up your lovin' arms. Watch out- here I come."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D18a0O3mcKg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/D18a0O3mcKg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF. I would have gotten a super-sized Vietnamese-syle spanking if my mom had caught me doing this as a kid. What a cool dad. I really want to try this now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-5026830833698340442?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/5026830833698340442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/5026830833698340442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/04/open-up-your-lovin-arms-watch-out-here.html' title='&quot;Open up your lovin&apos; arms. Watch out- here I come.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-2749255233743133781</id><published>2010-04-10T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T01:49:38.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I guess I'm sayin' is there ain't no better reason to rid yourself of vanity and just go with the seasons."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S8A7XPTOxGI/AAAAAAAAA_A/j8jprJDWNGg/s1600/Photo+on+2010-04-10+at+01.47+%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S8A7XPTOxGI/AAAAAAAAA_A/j8jprJDWNGg/s400/Photo+on+2010-04-10+at+01.47+%232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458428018803262562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. SO EXCITED TO START.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-2749255233743133781?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/2749255233743133781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/2749255233743133781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-guess-im-sayin-is-there-aint-no.html' title='&quot;I guess I&apos;m sayin&apos; is there ain&apos;t no better reason to rid yourself of vanity and just go with the seasons.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S8A7XPTOxGI/AAAAAAAAA_A/j8jprJDWNGg/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-04-10+at+01.47+%232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-7010307933607088</id><published>2010-04-08T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T09:34:33.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"You gotta be careful when you've got good love, 'cause the angels will just keep on multiplying."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:250%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She gives me presents with her presence alone. She gives me everything I could wish for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;-Jack Johnson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-7010307933607088?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/7010307933607088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/7010307933607088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-gotta-be-careful-when-youve-got.html' title='&quot;You gotta be careful when you&apos;ve got good love, &apos;cause the angels will just keep on multiplying.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-6885094490518878118</id><published>2010-04-08T09:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T09:34:50.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Life is demanding without understanding."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S74AG_VY1gI/AAAAAAAAA-4/0W_YqP3sEuk/s1600/carrots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S74AG_VY1gI/AAAAAAAAA-4/0W_YqP3sEuk/s400/carrots.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457799918499976706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm allergic to carrots.&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I wasn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-6885094490518878118?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/6885094490518878118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/6885094490518878118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/04/life-is-demanding-without-understand.html' title='&quot;Life is demanding without understanding.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S74AG_VY1gI/AAAAAAAAA-4/0W_YqP3sEuk/s72-c/carrots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-753090263393499062</id><published>2010-04-08T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T09:35:16.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm gonna live and live now."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:250%;" &gt;It is impossible to live without failing at something, unless you live so cautiously that you might as well not have lived at all – in which case, you fail by default.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;—J.K. Rowling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-753090263393499062?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/753090263393499062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/753090263393499062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-gonna-live-and-live-now.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m gonna live and live now.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-8339645102904631892</id><published>2010-04-07T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T21:44:57.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"What did we ever do to these guys?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="464" height="289" alt="StarCraft 2 Beta Breakup Game Trailers" &gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.break.com/1809317"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.break.com/1809317" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="always" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.break.com/game-trailers/game/starcraft-2/starcraft-2-beta-breakup" target="_blank"&gt;StarCraft 2 Beta Breakup&lt;/a&gt; - Watch more &lt;a href="http://www.break.com/game-trailers/game-trailers.html" target="_blank"&gt;Game Trailers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best part = "YOU'RE NEVER GONNA GET THIS SHIT, 'CAUSE I FUCKING HATE YOU, BRAD. YOU'RE A FUCKING DICK!"&lt;br /&gt;What a crazy bitch. She is kind of awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-8339645102904631892?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/8339645102904631892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/8339645102904631892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-did-we-ever-do-to-these-guys.html' title='&quot;What did we ever do to these guys?&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-4901737008425353197</id><published>2010-04-07T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T17:09:53.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Your eyes, they tell me how much you care."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KTa_UHf2Yoo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/KTa_UHf2Yoo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only pick up bits and pieces of what they are saying, but just listen to him sing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-4901737008425353197?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/4901737008425353197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/4901737008425353197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/04/your-eyes-they-tell-me-how-much-you.html' title='&quot;Your eyes, they tell me how much you care.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-6589391060559097448</id><published>2010-04-07T05:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T06:36:14.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"All I have to do is swing and I'm the hero."</title><content type='html'>I was prescribed Tylenol No. 3 by my dentist after I had my wisdom teeth removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 6:30 AM. I went to bed at like, 1 AM, but I'm awake because I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still &lt;/span&gt;feel so nauseated by the painkillers and lying down is just making me feel worse. I Googled Tylenol No. 3's side effects and sure enough, nausea is one of them. Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to feel the pain in my gums settling in, but I'm afraid to take another painkiller because I don't want to have to run to the bathroom throw up again :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just now, my stomach felt super itchy for some reason, so I decided to look under my shirt and check out the situation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6054225267270331071&amp;amp;postID=6589391060559097448"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7yIebPdcjI/AAAAAAAAA-g/bMH9PE4Abz0/s400/Photo+on+2010-04-07+at+06.23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457386904756253234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;... I realized that one of the stickers that connected me to the heart monitor today is still on my stomach! HAHA, wtf. It's pretty big and conspicuous. I have no clue how I didn't notice this when I was getting dressed for bed. It hurts too much to try to rip the sticker off, so I think that I'm just going to leave it there for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse the t-shirt wrinkles embedded onto my skin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-6589391060559097448?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/6589391060559097448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/6589391060559097448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/04/all-i-have-to-do-is-swing-and-im-hero.html' title='&quot;All I have to do is swing and I&apos;m the hero.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7yIebPdcjI/AAAAAAAAA-g/bMH9PE4Abz0/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-04-07+at+06.23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-2541939255318747106</id><published>2010-04-06T18:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T18:09:40.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Lucky to be coming home again."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7vZ1Lw59fI/AAAAAAAAA-A/2nvLNVHGGPM/s1600/Photo+on+2010-04-05+at+23.00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7vZ1Lw59fI/AAAAAAAAA-A/2nvLNVHGGPM/s200/Photo+on+2010-04-05+at+23.00.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457194881203697138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7vZ9UahOdI/AAAAAAAAA-I/lDVZRnKR2Uo/s1600/Photo+on+2010-04-05+at+22.56.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 113px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7vZ9UahOdI/AAAAAAAAA-I/lDVZRnKR2Uo/s200/Photo+on+2010-04-05+at+22.56.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457195020964674002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7vaHStrvlI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/I31uh1BRkTo/s1600/Photo+on+2010-04-05+at+22.54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7vaHStrvlI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/I31uh1BRkTo/s200/Photo+on+2010-04-05+at+22.54.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457195192306875986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7vbJ64wbSI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bmBsjf1Ln-Q/s1600/Photo+on+2010-04-05+at+22.58+%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7vbJ64wbSI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/bmBsjf1Ln-Q/s200/Photo+on+2010-04-05+at+22.58+%232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457196336962104610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7vZvKIRZNI/AAAAAAAAA94/9-pFEUoFFwg/s1600/Photo+on+2010-04-05+at+23.01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7vZvKIRZNI/AAAAAAAAA94/9-pFEUoFFwg/s200/Photo+on+2010-04-05+at+23.01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457194777685615826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7vZZR22JcI/AAAAAAAAA9w/Ll4jvH-MqzE/s1600/Photo+on+2010-04-05+at+23.02+%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7vZZR22JcI/AAAAAAAAA9w/Ll4jvH-MqzE/s200/Photo+on+2010-04-05+at+23.02+%232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457194401802888642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;L-O-L.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-2541939255318747106?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/2541939255318747106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/2541939255318747106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/04/lucky-to-be-coming-home-again.html' title='&quot;Lucky to be coming home again.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7vZ1Lw59fI/AAAAAAAAA-A/2nvLNVHGGPM/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-04-05+at+23.00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-601613912784600650</id><published>2010-04-06T18:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T18:19:59.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Give me novocaine."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today, I had four wisdom teeth yanked out of my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I don't even remember falling asleep after the IV went into my hand. Also, I woke up shivering and somehow, with no more makeup on my face. I don't know how that happened, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I'd be a lot more tired and disoriented, but I feel pretty good. I'm really bored.&lt;br /&gt;I look like crap, but at least I don't feel like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Well, not yet at least. Painkillers are great. So are ice packs.&lt;br /&gt;I can taste the blood in my mouth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-601613912784600650?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/601613912784600650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/601613912784600650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/04/give-me-novocaine.html' title='&quot;Give me novocaine.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-8433949734833309152</id><published>2010-04-06T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T17:59:16.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"All my lovin', I will send to you."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7XV-7a709M8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&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/7XV-7a709M8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end is the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-8433949734833309152?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/8433949734833309152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/8433949734833309152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/04/all-my-lovin-i-will-send-to-you.html' title='&quot;All my lovin&apos;, I will send to you.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-8992396721659069337</id><published>2010-04-06T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T17:18:37.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm much too fast to take that test."</title><content type='html'>I wonder how different I'd be if my parents hadn't grown up in a war-torn, communist country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The experience hardened them. Growing up, their only choices were to do well in school and get a degree... or die. Not even an exaggeration. Men who didn't go to school had to become soldiers and women died in poverty. Obviously, going to school was the better option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are still living in that go-to-school-or-die frame of mind. It sucks because all my life, academics have been the only thing that they've actively pushed on me. Arts and other interests have always been put on the back burner. I begged for voice lessons and was never allowed to have them because they were deemed impractical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do. I'm coasting along at an amazing educational institution with no real goal. At least, nothing that I am actually interested in pursuing, and I can't put everything aside and live like money is my only goal. I don't want to spend my life doing something I don't enjoy. So, if my parents had supported my other interests, would I be pursuing music right now? They've made me much too sensible and realistic for that. My mom doesn't think that being happy matters as long as I'm making enough money to support myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it does matter. At least, it matters to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-8992396721659069337?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/8992396721659069337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/8992396721659069337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-much-too-fast-to-take-that-test.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m much too fast to take that test.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-5587433490396255346</id><published>2010-04-04T06:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T06:24:29.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Beauty queen of only eighteen, she had some trouble with herself."</title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how else to tell this to you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if you'll ever read this,&lt;br /&gt;or if you'll know that this for you if the universe does direct you here.&lt;br /&gt;But please know that I still care,&lt;br /&gt;and that I haven't forgotten about you,&lt;br /&gt;and that you'll get through this because you are one of the most intelligent, talented, vibrant and lovely people I've ever had the pleasure of knowing.&lt;br /&gt;Because you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Your friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-5587433490396255346?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/5587433490396255346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/5587433490396255346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/04/beauty-queen-of-only-eighteen-she-had.html' title='&quot;Beauty queen of only eighteen, she had some trouble with herself.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-7593404155237635475</id><published>2010-04-02T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T22:54:48.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Come with me, my love, to the sea of love."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CbMeAOTPJzM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/CbMeAOTPJzM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-7593404155237635475?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/7593404155237635475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/7593404155237635475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/04/come-with-me-my-love-to-sea-of-love.html' title='&quot;Come with me, my love, to the sea of love.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-6991216875496699836</id><published>2010-03-31T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T19:44:57.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I've tried everything but giving in."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;After all these years, I am still involved in the process of self-discovery. It's better to explore life and make mistakes than to play it safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:260%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mistakes are part of the dues one pays for a full life&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sophia Loren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-6991216875496699836?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/6991216875496699836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/6991216875496699836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/03/disappointment-has-name-its-heartbreak.html' title='&quot;I&apos;ve tried everything but giving in.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-1388244453329497328</id><published>2010-03-31T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T19:39:29.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"No one ever really wins in heartbreak warfare."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:240%;" &gt;I've never tried to block out the memories of the past, even though some are painful. I don't understand people who hide from their past. Everything you live through helps to make you the person you are now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Sophia Loren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-1388244453329497328?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/1388244453329497328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/1388244453329497328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-one-ever-really-wins-in-heartbreak.html' title='&quot;No one ever really wins in heartbreak warfare.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-1481185258058445882</id><published>2010-03-31T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T04:04:05.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Everything comes naturally."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7Mr1QjwkwI/AAAAAAAAA9I/Kf4423jaYSw/s1600/tumblr_ku79ciV3c31qzfkono1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7Mr1QjwkwI/AAAAAAAAA9I/Kf4423jaYSw/s400/tumblr_ku79ciV3c31qzfkono1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454751767653815042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG. This is pure gold. (&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://thatsnotmynamex.tumblr.com/post/273435449"&gt;src&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-1481185258058445882?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/1481185258058445882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/1481185258058445882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/03/everything-comes-naturally.html' title='&quot;Everything comes naturally.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7Mr1QjwkwI/AAAAAAAAA9I/Kf4423jaYSw/s72-c/tumblr_ku79ciV3c31qzfkono1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-1260226054436823021</id><published>2010-03-31T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T03:08:42.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals so let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7Mev_piHsI/AAAAAAAAA9A/4GEXzX415L8/s1600/diglett.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7Mev_piHsI/AAAAAAAAA9A/4GEXzX415L8/s400/diglett.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454737383564123842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diglett evolves to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7MetNckgvI/AAAAAAAAA84/wOoAKMae8Yc/s1600/tumblr_kr2hpe6RHr1qzxegjo1_400.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7MetNckgvI/AAAAAAAAA84/wOoAKMae8Yc/s400/tumblr_kr2hpe6RHr1qzxegjo1_400.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454737335728243442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOUGtrio. Get it? GET IT? I'm not lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-1260226054436823021?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/1260226054436823021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/1260226054436823021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-and-me-baby-aint-nothin-but-mammals.html' title='&quot;You and me baby ain&apos;t nothin&apos; but mammals so let&apos;s do it like they do on the Discovery Channel.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7Mev_piHsI/AAAAAAAAA9A/4GEXzX415L8/s72-c/diglett.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-969616876705315309</id><published>2010-03-31T02:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T03:09:45.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm on the pursuit of happiness and I know everything that shines ain't always gonna be gold."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7MTV2IH0aI/AAAAAAAAA8w/8dmAuHjrfSY/s1600/tumblr_kzz2d4JyFz1qzbagvo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7MTV2IH0aI/AAAAAAAAA8w/8dmAuHjrfSY/s400/tumblr_kzz2d4JyFz1qzbagvo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454724839703564706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BFFs. Cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-969616876705315309?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/969616876705315309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/969616876705315309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-on-pursuit-of-happiness-and-i-know.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m on the pursuit of happiness and I know everything that shines ain&apos;t always gonna be gold.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7MTV2IH0aI/AAAAAAAAA8w/8dmAuHjrfSY/s72-c/tumblr_kzz2d4JyFz1qzbagvo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-1337746393917149054</id><published>2010-03-30T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T22:28:00.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"From the moment I wake, 'til the moment I sleep, I'll be there by your side- just you try and stop me."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:240%;" &gt;Quiero hacer contigo lo que la primavera hace con los cerezos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I want to do with you what spring does with cherry trees.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Pablo Neruda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-1337746393917149054?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/1337746393917149054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/1337746393917149054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/03/from-moment-i-wake-til-moment-i-sleep.html' title='&quot;From the moment I wake, &apos;til the moment I sleep, I&apos;ll be there by your side- just you try and stop me.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-2714224723953237225</id><published>2010-03-30T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T22:25:12.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Spare me a freakin' dirty look. Now, don't blame me."</title><content type='html'>So, I'm lying uncomfortably in bed with hiccups and putting off writing my history essay.&lt;br /&gt;I've never hated Canadian history so much in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href=""&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7LZRuD2JWI/AAAAAAAAA8g/GTF2sDh7drU/s400/Photo+on+2010-03-30+at+10.50.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454660997144257890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to have my wisdom teeth pulled out today but apparently, my appointment was cancelled and I only found out right when I got to the medical office. Yeah... I was pretty irritated. My dentist's secretary is such a douchebag. She rescheduled my appointment for next Tuesday though. I'm annoyed because I pretty much wasted my weekend scrambling to get all my work done in time so that I wouldn't have to worry about it after the surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well. That's life, I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-2714224723953237225?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/2714224723953237225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/2714224723953237225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-im-lying-uncomfortably-in-bed-with.html' title='&quot;Spare me a freakin&apos; dirty look. Now, don&apos;t blame me.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7LZRuD2JWI/AAAAAAAAA8g/GTF2sDh7drU/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-03-30+at+10.50.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-2400895801005225343</id><published>2010-03-30T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T22:28:49.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm tryin' to find the words to describe this girl without being disrespectful."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7LayIfs3gI/AAAAAAAAA8o/IvaZFGKTspw/s1600/tumblr_kzhnw5Vzmc1qzf9syo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7LayIfs3gI/AAAAAAAAA8o/IvaZFGKTspw/s400/tumblr_kzhnw5Vzmc1qzf9syo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454662653507853826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I added Bradley Cooper to my Top 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, my Top 5 consists of:&lt;br /&gt;1) Michael Buble (Duh)&lt;br /&gt;2) Bradley Cooper&lt;br /&gt;3) R-Patzz&lt;br /&gt;4) Robert Downey fucking Jr. (Yeah, I would!)&lt;br /&gt;5) Milo Ventimiglia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was allowed one more person in my top 5, it'd be James Franco. He's going to Yale!!! Intelligent AND handsome.&lt;br /&gt;Who's in your Top 5?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-2400895801005225343?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/2400895801005225343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/2400895801005225343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-tryin-to-find-words-to-describe-this.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m tryin&apos; to find the words to describe this girl without being disrespectful.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7LayIfs3gI/AAAAAAAAA8o/IvaZFGKTspw/s72-c/tumblr_kzhnw5Vzmc1qzf9syo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-3075802597921104151</id><published>2010-03-29T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T18:14:54.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"The girl with kaleidoscope eyes."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7FQevBWnsI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/LSmzjn5zlY0/s1600/Photo+on+2010-03-24+at+01.35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7FQevBWnsI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/LSmzjn5zlY0/s400/Photo+on+2010-03-24+at+01.35.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454229112670822082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7FQa_YaZYI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/WZGLhNd_QBQ/s1600/Photo+on+2010-03-29+at+18.08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7FQa_YaZYI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/WZGLhNd_QBQ/s400/Photo+on+2010-03-29+at+18.08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454229048343029122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've been up to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-3075802597921104151?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/3075802597921104151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/3075802597921104151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/03/girl-with-kaleidoscope-eyes.html' title='&quot;The girl with kaleidoscope eyes.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7FQevBWnsI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/LSmzjn5zlY0/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-03-24+at+01.35.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-7830815465097215147</id><published>2010-03-29T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T18:16:09.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Without a sound we lose sight of the ground."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href=""&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7FOadciU6I/AAAAAAAAA74/vEggx76IV54/s400/Photo+on+2010-03-29+at+17.31.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454226840210264994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-7830815465097215147?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/7830815465097215147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/7830815465097215147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/03/without-sound-we-lose-sight-of-ground.html' title='&quot;Without a sound we lose sight of the ground.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S7FOadciU6I/AAAAAAAAA74/vEggx76IV54/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-03-29+at+17.31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-589657008186305903</id><published>2010-03-29T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T18:03:49.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Open your mind, believe it's going to come to romance alive and hope she's going to tell you."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:240%;" &gt;The moon lives in the lining of your skin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;-Pablo Neruda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-589657008186305903?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/589657008186305903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/589657008186305903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/03/open-your-mind-believe-its-going-to.html' title='&quot;Open your mind, believe it&apos;s going to come to romance alive and hope she&apos;s going to tell you.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-6289036714893855564</id><published>2010-03-25T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T04:09:12.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"See, the luck I've had can make a good man turn bad."</title><content type='html'>I am wayyy too hard-headed for my own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was born, my doctor predicted that I'd be as intelligent as I was stubborn, and that I would continually be stuck in my ways. She ended up being right- a fact that my mother has reiterated to me more than once. I'm stubborn and I know it... sometimes. I mean, I can be open-minded when I want to be... but you know, most of the time, I don't want to be. I like being right, and fuck it, I usually am right... especially when it comes to people. I actually have a real talent when it comes to reading people. I didn't even really realize it until recently either. I subconsciously study other people's mannerisms, moods, and behaviour until I can pretty much predict their next move. It comes in handy when I'm playing detective. Unfortunately, I've made it extremely difficult for myself to trust people, or let people in, because when I think I've figured someone out, that's when I decide whether or not I can trust them, and when I decide that I can't, that's it.  I don't even trust my own parents. I don't even think I can even say that I fully trust anyone, but the thing is, it's not their fault. It's me. Stubborn me rarely ever changes her mind. This is why I find it so hard to really reveal my truest thoughts on this blog. Even when I am dying on the inside to tell someone all about the crap I may be going through, I can't do it. There aren't very many people that I confide in, and a lot of my secrets are exactly that- secrets. I am so envious of people who are able to illustrate their thoughts and lives so honestly on their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm burying myself in my own grave of secrets and thoughts and worries. The more I keep things to myself, the deeper the grave gets, and the further I am from the people reaching out to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-6289036714893855564?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/6289036714893855564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/6289036714893855564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/03/see-luck-ive-had-can-make-good-man-turn.html' title='&quot;See, the luck I&apos;ve had can make a good man turn bad.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-7594249015979489361</id><published>2010-03-23T00:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T00:26:46.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"You promised me heaven, then put me through hell."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KrZHPOeOxQQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/KrZHPOeOxQQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes me happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-7594249015979489361?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/7594249015979489361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/7594249015979489361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-promised-me-heaven-then-put-me.html' title='&quot;You promised me heaven, then put me through hell.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-3229321524981790868</id><published>2010-03-14T01:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T01:12:34.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Just when I thought I had you off my head, your voice comes thrashing wildly through my quiet bed."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S5yoMVlXW-I/AAAAAAAAA7o/7itp2B5lhJ0/s1600-h/tumblr_kvee7h0sky1qac255o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 390px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S5yoMVlXW-I/AAAAAAAAA7o/7itp2B5lhJ0/s400/tumblr_kvee7h0sky1qac255o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448414579117218786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-3229321524981790868?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/3229321524981790868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/3229321524981790868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-when-i-thought-i-had-you-off-my.html' title='&quot;Just when I thought I had you off my head, your voice comes thrashing wildly through my quiet bed.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S5yoMVlXW-I/AAAAAAAAA7o/7itp2B5lhJ0/s72-c/tumblr_kvee7h0sky1qac255o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-2074598413812874566</id><published>2010-03-14T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T01:42:38.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sometimes, you think you'll be fine by yourself."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S5ytt2KZyPI/AAAAAAAAA7w/Ft00Cm6Cf0I/s1600-h/Screen+shot+2010-03-13+at+6.14.23+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S5ytt2KZyPI/AAAAAAAAA7w/Ft00Cm6Cf0I/s400/Screen+shot+2010-03-13+at+6.14.23+PM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448420652356323570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How The Musketeers Met Your Mother&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-2074598413812874566?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/2074598413812874566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/2074598413812874566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/03/sometimes-you-think-youll-be-fine-by.html' title='&quot;Sometimes, you think you&apos;ll be fine by yourself.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S5ytt2KZyPI/AAAAAAAAA7w/Ft00Cm6Cf0I/s72-c/Screen+shot+2010-03-13+at+6.14.23+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-951536161912526981</id><published>2010-03-13T02:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T02:39:37.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I want you so bad. I'll go back on the things I believe."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="25" width="150"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gHnv3D0vWWQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gHnv3D0vWWQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="25" width="150"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Wired and I'm tired&lt;br /&gt;Think I'll sleep in my clothes on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this mattress will spin on its axis&lt;br /&gt;And find me on yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-951536161912526981?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/951536161912526981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/951536161912526981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-want-you-so-bad-ill-go-back-on-things.html' title='&quot;I want you so bad. 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S5nD_mJT_yI/AAAAAAAAA7g/L0P3qEdKQgA/s1600-h/Photo+on+2010-03-11+at+20.31+%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S5nD_mJT_yI/AAAAAAAAA7g/L0P3qEdKQgA/s400/Photo+on+2010-03-11+at+20.31+%232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447600721620107042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always teased me about being a part of the grammar police.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-3553959234898470848?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/3553959234898470848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/3553959234898470848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-was-scared-tired-and-underprepared.html' title='&quot;I was scared, tired and underprepared, but I wait for you.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S5nD_mJT_yI/AAAAAAAAA7g/L0P3qEdKQgA/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-03-11+at+20.31+%232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-3998322992037931045</id><published>2010-03-11T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T01:46:43.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"You know, I said to myself this affair ain't gonna go so well."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S5i7q8cVjHI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/ZaOcY6eu_9I/s1600-h/Ted-and-Robin-ted-and-robin-10611559-500-282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S5i7q8cVjHI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/ZaOcY6eu_9I/s400/Ted-and-Robin-ted-and-robin-10611559-500-282.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447310095758494834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Major Heartache.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-3998322992037931045?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/3998322992037931045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/3998322992037931045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-know-i-said-to-myself-this-affair.html' title='&quot;You know, I said to myself this affair ain&apos;t gonna go so well.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN2pZR4unZM/S5i7q8cVjHI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/ZaOcY6eu_9I/s72-c/Ted-and-Robin-ted-and-robin-10611559-500-282.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-444027733957735932</id><published>2010-03-09T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T10:21:56.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Just tell me how I got this far."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The heart has its reasons that reason knows nothing of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-444027733957735932?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/444027733957735932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/444027733957735932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-tell-me-how-i-got-this-far.html' title='&quot;Just tell me how I got this far.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-6585430549123979832</id><published>2010-03-08T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T21:59:46.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>" I wish I wasn't so fragile 'cause I know that I'm not easy to handle."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e8TkF7iCaqM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&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/e8TkF7iCaqM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want us&lt;br /&gt;to fall apart today or ever&lt;br /&gt;You're the one who said&lt;br /&gt;you'd never leave&lt;br /&gt;There's no good reason for&lt;br /&gt;giving up&lt;br /&gt;All this mess is just bad luck&lt;br /&gt;So please don't lose your&lt;br /&gt;confidence in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I wasn't so fragile&lt;br /&gt;cause I know that I'm not&lt;br /&gt;easy to handle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget you love me&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna feel like this&lt;br /&gt;But I'm so tired of missing you&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna beg for your time&lt;br /&gt;I want you mine, all mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I wasn't so fragile&lt;br /&gt;'cause I know that I'm not&lt;br /&gt;easy to handle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-6585430549123979832?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/6585430549123979832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/6585430549123979832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-wish-i-wasnt-so-fragile-cause-i-know.html' title='&quot; I wish I wasn&apos;t so fragile &apos;cause I know that I&apos;m not easy to handle.&quot;'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02386001955160455063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054225267270331071.post-7992356958563864868</id><published>2010-03-05T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T17:09:15.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Younger now than we were before."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gy9TczXqHQM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/gy9TczXqHQM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're falling apart &lt;br /&gt;and coming together again and again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6054225267270331071-7992356958563864868?l=christinadagger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/7992356958563864868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6054225267270331071/posts/default/7992356958563864868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christinadagger.blogspot.com/2010/03/younger-now-than-we-were-before.html' title='&quot;Younger now than we were 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