<?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-2485042657610389715</id><updated>2012-02-15T17:08:58.092+11:00</updated><title type='text'>stay surreal.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-5065444403662222812</id><published>2010-09-28T14:36:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T14:50:28.866+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ok, i may have forgotten this existed.</title><content type='html'>It's been such a long time since I have posted a blog, my last post was just after Gisele was born. She's 10 months old now, and can make her way around my bedroom and onto my bed.&lt;br /&gt;Joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finished Year 11, top of Biology and possibly Art. My HSC starts in 13 days, so I'm already stressed/preparing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still taking underwater photos, hoping to get better at it eventually :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My most recent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="id=180772711&amp;width=1337" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="450" flashvars="id=180772711&amp;width=1337" height="385" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/180772711/"&gt;this picture is impossible.&lt;/a&gt; by =&lt;a class="u" href="http://fyrespryte.deviantart.com/"&gt;fyrespryte&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;deviant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;ART&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least it is finally beach weather so I can do some more underwater shots where there isn't pool tiles for the background...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="id=160418688&amp;width=1337" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="450" flashvars="id=160418688&amp;width=1337" height="385" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/160418688/"&gt;down the rabbit hole.&lt;/a&gt; by =&lt;a class="u" href="http://fyrespryte.deviantart.com/"&gt;fyrespryte&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;deviant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;ART&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm going to try to use this as more of journal like I did before. It's kind of interesting to be able to see what I was thinking about years ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-5065444403662222812?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/5065444403662222812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=5065444403662222812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/5065444403662222812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/5065444403662222812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2010/09/ok-i-may-have-forgotten-this-existed.html' title='ok, i may have forgotten this existed.'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-1460383800562980858</id><published>2009-12-06T10:07:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T10:26:43.552+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing to the world- Gisele Aurelia</title><content type='html'>Born on the 30th November 2009, at 7.52 pm (8 to 8)&lt;br /&gt;Weighing 2.7 kilos.&lt;br /&gt;Measuring at 52cms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking adorable :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/Sxrrwf-_SeI/AAAAAAAAAPw/CHe5dPsvn8Y/s1600-h/gisele+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/Sxrrwf-_SeI/AAAAAAAAAPw/CHe5dPsvn8Y/s400/gisele+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411897120691014114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SxrrwKBKEBI/AAAAAAAAAPo/tJrX9auP2qE/s1600-h/BILD1864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SxrrwKBKEBI/AAAAAAAAAPo/tJrX9auP2qE/s400/BILD1864.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411897114794528786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/Sxrrv0KzBcI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ahEZD4fB7zc/s1600-h/BILD1861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/Sxrrv0KzBcI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ahEZD4fB7zc/s400/BILD1861.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411897108929381826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SxrrvSImHNI/AAAAAAAAAPY/E97wIs2oVZY/s1600-h/BILD1751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SxrrvSImHNI/AAAAAAAAAPY/E97wIs2oVZY/s400/BILD1751.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411897099793341650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/Sxrru4BQuiI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Uj5W3CUpz4I/s1600-h/BILD1838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/Sxrru4BQuiI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Uj5W3CUpz4I/s400/BILD1838.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411897092783258146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-1460383800562980858?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/1460383800562980858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=1460383800562980858&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/1460383800562980858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/1460383800562980858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/12/introducing-to-world-gisele-aurelia.html' title='Introducing to the world- Gisele Aurelia'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/Sxrrwf-_SeI/AAAAAAAAAPw/CHe5dPsvn8Y/s72-c/gisele+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-9171884721967174729</id><published>2009-11-19T18:01:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T18:29:56.949+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 10 Formal</title><content type='html'>very good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SwTzSke528I/AAAAAAAAAOg/eOACV76Rne4/s1600/DSCF3466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SwTzSke528I/AAAAAAAAAOg/eOACV76Rne4/s400/DSCF3466.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405712953107930050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SwTzSK4GWrI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jBcgWbUChSM/s1600/DSCF3463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SwTzSK4GWrI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jBcgWbUChSM/s400/DSCF3463.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405712946234284722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SwTzRpi5FwI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/3XRKgwhUt-0/s1600/DSCF3459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SwTzRpi5FwI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/3XRKgwhUt-0/s400/DSCF3459.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405712937286964994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SwTwZvF3lYI/AAAAAAAAAOA/bPnIWx9KJSo/s1600/DSCF3458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SwTwZvF3lYI/AAAAAAAAAOA/bPnIWx9KJSo/s400/DSCF3458.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405709777679914370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SwTwZEE-DXI/AAAAAAAAAN4/oIUpzpT6qWM/s1600/DSCF3448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SwTwZEE-DXI/AAAAAAAAAN4/oIUpzpT6qWM/s400/DSCF3448.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405709766133419378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SwTwY-86OYI/AAAAAAAAANw/-HBjZIRpBI8/s1600/DSCF3446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SwTwY-86OYI/AAAAAAAAANw/-HBjZIRpBI8/s400/DSCF3446.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405709764757436802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SwTwYEeHLZI/AAAAAAAAANo/F1AlSC0ct4o/s1600/DSCF3443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SwTwYEeHLZI/AAAAAAAAANo/F1AlSC0ct4o/s400/DSCF3443.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405709749059005842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SwTwXwmsruI/AAAAAAAAANg/tDvb-8DWh8c/s1600/DSCF3442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SwTwXwmsruI/AAAAAAAAANg/tDvb-8DWh8c/s400/DSCF3442.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405709743726309090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SwTzS52IRBI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fZRk16BqwSc/s1600/l_7f0e187f6e1e4b01b709eeee4a1e9666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SwTzS52IRBI/AAAAAAAAAOo/fZRk16BqwSc/s400/l_7f0e187f6e1e4b01b709eeee4a1e9666.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405712958842487826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-9171884721967174729?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/9171884721967174729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=9171884721967174729&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/9171884721967174729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/9171884721967174729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/11/year-10-formal.html' title='Year 10 Formal'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SwTzSke528I/AAAAAAAAAOg/eOACV76Rne4/s72-c/DSCF3466.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-6326140550733583630</id><published>2009-11-15T08:45:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T09:13:59.265+11:00</updated><title type='text'>5 days until due date.</title><content type='html'>I don't think I have ever had so many mixed emotions about an event in my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;Although, I am really sick of people asking Mum "Is this your first?" when Allira and I are standing right next to her. &lt;br /&gt;And at least everything is now ready for the baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, Mum and Glen finally got married on the 6th of November. The night before was so stressful for everyone, and it was such a relief when everything worked out in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/Sv8m54iXoPI/AAAAAAAAANI/7_dn8bUchmw/s1600-h/BILD0043+editted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/Sv8m54iXoPI/AAAAAAAAANI/7_dn8bUchmw/s400/BILD0043+editted.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404080853738823922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/Sv8n4C0ZUaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/LGaGNmCxM2o/s1600-h/wedding+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/Sv8n4C0ZUaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/LGaGNmCxM2o/s400/wedding+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404081921650676130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got an underwater camera at the wedding, something I have wanted for almost a year now. It is so much fun to mess around with, and considering my family spends half the Summer at the beach/pool it's going to get so much use...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/Sv8pVmkjfEI/AAAAAAAAANY/mn0mfZmZf7E/s1600-h/BILD0203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/Sv8pVmkjfEI/AAAAAAAAANY/mn0mfZmZf7E/s400/BILD0203.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404083528975744066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost time for my year 10 formal, worried that my heels are going to push me over the 6 foot mark. Very hopefully not :)&lt;br /&gt;And in my defense, they are Mum's gold glitter heels, not mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished with the School Certificate. I'm fairly sure I did well in Science and Maths, but that's about it at this stage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having lot's of fun with this camera, trying to think of lots of different artsy photos that I can attempt-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="id=143449192&amp;width=1337" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="450" flashvars="id=143449192&amp;width=1337" height="560" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/143449192/"&gt;the strings.&lt;/a&gt; by ~&lt;a class="u" href="http://fyrespryte.deviantart.com/"&gt;fyrespryte&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;deviant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;ART&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, 40 days until Christmas, I am so excited. Easily the best day of the year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-6326140550733583630?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/6326140550733583630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=6326140550733583630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/6326140550733583630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/6326140550733583630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/11/5-days-until-due-date.html' title='5 days until due date.'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/Sv8m54iXoPI/AAAAAAAAANI/7_dn8bUchmw/s72-c/BILD0043+editted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-5703924244802218189</id><published>2009-09-12T23:28:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T23:32:21.954+10:00</updated><title type='text'>new art.</title><content type='html'>i've decided that if i am going to spend my HSC years being marked on my art, i should start drawing/painting whenever i can.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure, but i think i like it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="577"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="id=136754264&amp;width=1337" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="450" flashvars="id=136754264&amp;width=1337" height="577" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;life is good.&lt;br /&gt;confusing though :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-5703924244802218189?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/5703924244802218189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=5703924244802218189&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/5703924244802218189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/5703924244802218189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-art.html' title='new art.'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-6778951183226469182</id><published>2009-09-05T17:33:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T17:50:41.200+10:00</updated><title type='text'>slow... down...</title><content type='html'>Last night's ritual was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank Helen, and everyone who made the ritual so special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heat of Rose Cottage... the meditation... the halo around the moon... the storm on the horizon... 13 witches in attendance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all made for a wonderful night, and I loved being back at the cottage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was strange to have some thinking time to myself last night. Usually I feel as though my mind is going a million miles an hour. &lt;br /&gt;Mum's pregnancy...&lt;br /&gt;subject selections (now visual arts, english extension, geography, chemistry, biology and mathematics)... &lt;br /&gt;15 year old soon-to-be-alcoholics (not me of course)...&lt;br /&gt;assignments! bluergh...&lt;br /&gt;broken friendships... and new and improved friendships...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All going around in my mind in a continuous circle. I guess it's frustrating at times, but I need to learn to go 'blank' and just stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art helps though. I had the idea of photocopying a bunch of things that were important to me, and this was the result-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="572"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="id=135939883&amp;width=1337" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="450" flashvars="id=135939883&amp;width=1337" height="572" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/135939883/"&gt;remnants of a ritual.&lt;/a&gt; by ~&lt;a class="u" href="http://fyrespryte.deviantart.com/"&gt;fyrespryte&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;deviant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;ART&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd recommend giving it a try, the results can be pretty surprising. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family barbecue tomorrow, with the grandparents, for Mum's birthday (09/09/09) and Father's Day. And the Newcastle Knights game, which is very important. Yes, I am a rugby league fan. Why do some people get shocked by that? Anyways, this game basically decides whether or not we are in the semi-finals. Very. Important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to make Tiramisu in a bit, be jealous :)&lt;br /&gt;love, x.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-6778951183226469182?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/6778951183226469182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=6778951183226469182&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/6778951183226469182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/6778951183226469182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/09/slow-down.html' title='slow... down...'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-3660766801592994626</id><published>2009-07-11T21:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T16:38:51.133+10:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays!</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't blogged in ages, life has been pretty insane around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is Mum, who has just reached the half-way mark, pregnancy-wise. We can hear the baby's heartbeat pretty well now, even though my heartbeat still comes up as either -20 or 200 on the Doppler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SlcsDsWIkbI/AAAAAAAAALY/bFsIk6eUxFQ/s1600-h/20+WEEK_21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SlcsDsWIkbI/AAAAAAAAALY/bFsIk6eUxFQ/s400/20+WEEK_21.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356798723735720370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished Biology at Uni. I got myself a High Distinction :)&lt;br /&gt;Now I am ready to start all over again with a Uni Chemistry course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is dying down at the moment, most of the talk is about what HSC subjects everyone is going to pick. I've decided I want to go to the University of Technology in Sydney to get a 'Bachelor of Forensic Biology in Biomedical Science'. I still don't know what subjects for sure and I am at 15 units, which is 3 more than recommended...&lt;br /&gt;- Advanced English&lt;br /&gt;- Mathematics Extension 1&lt;br /&gt;- Earth and Environmental Sciences&lt;br /&gt;- Biology&lt;br /&gt;- Chemistry&lt;br /&gt;- Visual Arts&lt;br /&gt;- Ancient History&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something tells me I need to cut down on some subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is the holidays, which started this afternoon. I am going away for a few days with friends and hopefully there will be many more get-togethers. And we will finally have the 1950's Murder party which has been planned for ages because Paul needs to use his 'How to Host a Murder Party' kit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, excitement all round for my life at the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-3660766801592994626?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/3660766801592994626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=3660766801592994626&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/3660766801592994626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/3660766801592994626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/07/holidays.html' title='holidays!'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SlcsDsWIkbI/AAAAAAAAALY/bFsIk6eUxFQ/s72-c/20+WEEK_21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-1531449850412369109</id><published>2009-05-24T16:49:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T16:54:00.070+10:00</updated><title type='text'>first blog in a while.</title><content type='html'>Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must have really paid attention in my 'Why Bother with Sex?' University lecture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15/15! Mum must be so proud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, Glen is finally in Australia and I get to see him tomorrow. First time in 8 years :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great weekend I seem to be having.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-1531449850412369109?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/1531449850412369109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=1531449850412369109&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/1531449850412369109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/1531449850412369109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-blog-in-while.html' title='first blog in a while.'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-1314793070695911512</id><published>2009-05-10T20:05:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T06:33:57.958+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Odyssey of the Mind</title><content type='html'>Otherwise known as making a fool of yourself for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AmYNzgSdRSs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AmYNzgSdRSs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Superstition&lt;br /&gt;The problem is to create and present a performance that includes two documented superstitions, an original superstition created by the team, and the origin. The performance will also include a funny narrator, a costume that is worn by two or more team members at the same time, and a stage set. During the performance the same stage set items will transform into something else. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We won the 'Oustanding OMer' award.&lt;br /&gt;And we also beat the other team in our division.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-1314793070695911512?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/1314793070695911512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=1314793070695911512&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/1314793070695911512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/1314793070695911512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/05/odyssey-of-mind.html' title='Odyssey of the Mind'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-7259519017755394916</id><published>2009-05-08T20:35:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T21:29:13.331+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I get to play Poseidon.</title><content type='html'>And the latest of Bianca's completely out of the blue decisions...&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to do University Chemistry next. &lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping it will help me with forensic pathology later on. &lt;br /&gt;And Paul will be in my class :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have my 'Odyssey of the Mind' performance. I get to pretend to be a pirate and the sea God Poseidon in front of judges and an audience. I'm very nervous and very excited. I should have a video of it tomorrow, as long as mum records it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-7259519017755394916?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/7259519017755394916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=7259519017755394916&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/7259519017755394916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/7259519017755394916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/05/because-i-get-to-play-poseidon.html' title='Because I get to play Poseidon.'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-2497788563211506730</id><published>2009-05-03T19:25:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T19:46:09.728+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Answerbag.</title><content type='html'>Answerbag is a question and answer website which I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are questions on so much, and in almost every category imaginable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You earn points with good questions and answers. I'm usually answering in 'Religions' and 'Biology'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, sometimes it is really funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/Sf1k6Y7tuvI/AAAAAAAAALQ/o1dqcIGPE5U/s1600-h/EPIC+WIN..bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 367px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/Sf1k6Y7tuvI/AAAAAAAAALQ/o1dqcIGPE5U/s400/EPIC+WIN..bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331528488164637426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.answerbag.com"&gt;Answerbag Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.answerbag.com/profile/?id=81327"&gt;And this is my profile :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-2497788563211506730?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/2497788563211506730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=2497788563211506730&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/2497788563211506730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/2497788563211506730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/05/answerbag.html' title='Answerbag.'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/Sf1k6Y7tuvI/AAAAAAAAALQ/o1dqcIGPE5U/s72-c/EPIC+WIN..bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-4796099193279469009</id><published>2009-05-01T17:40:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T18:03:38.732+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hooray for me!</title><content type='html'>I just found out that I am coming 24th in my Uni course out of 337 people. &lt;br /&gt;Most of them are at least 4 years older than me.&lt;br /&gt;And have been through high school Biology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell YES :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-4796099193279469009?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/4796099193279469009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=4796099193279469009&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/4796099193279469009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/4796099193279469009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/05/hooray-for-me.html' title='hooray for me!'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-7446138382774417377</id><published>2009-04-28T20:18:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T20:59:05.216+10:00</updated><title type='text'>back to school today :)</title><content type='html'>I had to go back to school today.&lt;br /&gt;And Friday is the pupil-free day.&lt;br /&gt;But I still have to go to school, for University and 'Odyssey of the Mind'.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;But I loved seeing everyone again.&lt;br /&gt;I actually ran to Jacqui, and got a hug from Aaron and Emma like always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I can't think of anything to write by myself-&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person or object you shared beds with?&lt;br /&gt;Well, Paul and Emma. Paul and I were playing 'Mercy' and Emma was trying to sleep at some point, which is what you get for only sleeping for 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How tall are you?&lt;br /&gt;5"8'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you looking forward to?&lt;br /&gt;-Glen coming over.&lt;br /&gt;-Going to see 'The Boat that Rocked' with everyone. Which will happen.&lt;br /&gt;-Sadly, Uni.&lt;br /&gt;-Seeing this idiot American on TV get stung by bluebottles. He reckons they only sting a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where was your MySpace default picture was taken?&lt;br /&gt;Paul's bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you found out you couldn't have kids, would you adopt?&lt;br /&gt;Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favourite movie?&lt;br /&gt;Death at a Funeral!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/death%20at%20a%20funeral" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x112/Robairto/Movie%20Night%20on%20the%20Lawn/death-at-a-funeral_film.jpg" border="0" alt="Death at a Funeral Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty sure this photo has been used in my blog before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a crush on anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Not anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you most look like in your family?&lt;br /&gt;Mum's face, Father's eyes and hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to travel by plane?&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Melbourne next month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any bruises?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I always have bruises.&lt;br /&gt;And I am probably going to get some after Paul tripped me over today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had 100 dollars to spend on clothes, where would you go to shop?&lt;br /&gt;Tree of Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you raised?&lt;br /&gt;Corrimal in Wollongong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is on your bed right now?&lt;br /&gt;7 pillows or some insane number like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your parents tell you they're moving to Mexico:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm coming with you.&lt;br /&gt;But not until they figure out what is going on with Swine Flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying for one at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favourite thing to watch on T.V?&lt;br /&gt;Most crime shows. Especially Criminal Minds and Bones.&lt;br /&gt;And 'Kevin Rudd P.M.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-7446138382774417377?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/7446138382774417377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=7446138382774417377&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/7446138382774417377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/7446138382774417377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-to-school-today_28.html' title='back to school today :)'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i183.photobucket.com/albums/x112/Robairto/Movie%20Night%20on%20the%20Lawn/th_death-at-a-funeral_film.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-731904541203383214</id><published>2009-04-26T19:59:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T20:28:51.266+10:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday allira!</title><content type='html'>I'm very grateful for last night, thank you to all who made the night as special as it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SfQwrTimlbI/AAAAAAAAALA/PhUbk7Y6Ujg/s1600-h/autumns+dedication+night+25april.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SfQwrTimlbI/AAAAAAAAALA/PhUbk7Y6Ujg/s320/autumns+dedication+night+25april.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328937779624056242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;And Happy 13th Birthday to my little sister, Allira! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired, and I have to do a test on Cellular Respiration and Fermentation tonight. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;'Energy to power cell work must be “withdrawn” from carbohydrate &amp; fat “savings” &amp; converted to ATP “cash”.'&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going insane here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-731904541203383214?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/731904541203383214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=731904541203383214&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/731904541203383214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/731904541203383214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-allira.html' title='happy birthday allira!'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SfQwrTimlbI/AAAAAAAAALA/PhUbk7Y6Ujg/s72-c/autumns+dedication+night+25april.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-7227601357028608415</id><published>2009-04-23T20:59:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T21:08:39.398+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the crazy egg has taken over the fridge.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SfBLE7zUS1I/AAAAAAAAAK4/mqOjVyBIMUI/s1600-h/egg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SfBLE7zUS1I/AAAAAAAAAK4/mqOjVyBIMUI/s320/egg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327840907323788114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-7227601357028608415?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/7227601357028608415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=7227601357028608415&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/7227601357028608415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/7227601357028608415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/04/crazy-egg-has-taken-over-fridge.html' title='the crazy egg has taken over the fridge.'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SfBLE7zUS1I/AAAAAAAAAK4/mqOjVyBIMUI/s72-c/egg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-6352037853614573808</id><published>2009-04-21T20:23:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T20:23:54.050+10:00</updated><title type='text'>watch if you have a strong gag reflex...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style='font:11px arial; 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width:33%;'&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' style='font:10px arial; color:#333; text-decoration:none;' href='http://www.thedailyshow.com/tagSearchResults.jhtml?term=Clusterf%23%40k+to+the+Poor+House'&gt;Economic Crisis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding:3px; width:33%;'&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' style='font:10px arial; color:#333; text-decoration:none;' href='http://www.indecisionforever.com'&gt;Political Humor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-6352037853614573808?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/6352037853614573808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=6352037853614573808&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/6352037853614573808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/6352037853614573808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/04/watch-if-you-have-strong-gag-reflex.html' title='watch if you have a strong gag reflex...'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-1024185983361122043</id><published>2009-04-20T21:56:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:17:28.761+10:00</updated><title type='text'>wow, two blogs in one day.</title><content type='html'>One of the Top 10 funniest photos of my life-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/Sexnpk5P3GI/AAAAAAAAAKo/2biipvAzI-o/s1600-h/Photoshoot+on+My+Birthday+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/Sexnpk5P3GI/AAAAAAAAAKo/2biipvAzI-o/s400/Photoshoot+on+My+Birthday+072.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326746423248542818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you show your emotions or do you have a poker face?&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I'm pretty obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you tend to have good dreams or nightmares?&lt;br /&gt;I tend to have good dreams with people in it that I didn't think actually had a place in my subconscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you learn from your mistakes or find yourself constantly repeating&lt;br /&gt;them?&lt;br /&gt;Me? Mistakes?&lt;br /&gt;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is better: Cold or hot weather?&lt;br /&gt;Cold weather. Easily. Or being cold because I'm swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is photography something you enjoy?&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Now that I have a deviantart and money for a camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you had butterflies in your stomach?&lt;br /&gt;Last night funnily enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have or plan on having children?&lt;br /&gt;I plan on having them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the best flavor snowcone?&lt;br /&gt;The yellow ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you support war?&lt;br /&gt;No! The people that get killed aren't even involved most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you truly happy with your life?&lt;br /&gt;Happy, but not truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often do you cry?&lt;br /&gt;I was crying about an hour ago. I'm like a fudging sprinkler lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever met someone who just had you at hello?&lt;br /&gt;He had me at *hello i'm going to walk through the door and shine at you*&lt;br /&gt;That's right, you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, no you probably don't.&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm subtle like that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any addictions?&lt;br /&gt;iM aDddiCteD 2 UUUU.&lt;br /&gt;Or not.&lt;br /&gt;Unless Peanut M&amp;Ms count as an addiction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song reminds you of an ex?&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;IT'S THE FINAL COUNTDOWN!&lt;br /&gt;hello paul's top played list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color eyeliner do you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;Purple. Because it makes my eyes look greener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been so hurt that you felt completely numb emotionally?&lt;br /&gt;Only once last year. That was horrible. I got the day off school at least.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I turned up to school and I was crying on and off and my eyes were so thin because they were all swollen.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If given the chance to do anything, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Live underwater.&lt;br /&gt;With a sting ray for a best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you the type of person who always needs to be in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;Jeez. No way. I think I would go insane.&lt;br /&gt;Not that being in a relationship is a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;Depends on the sort of relationship.&lt;br /&gt;And the person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think there is a fine line between love and hate?&lt;br /&gt;A very, very fine line. And it doesn't take much to cross it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think everyone is beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;I honestly believe they are. Beauty doesn't have to be physical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe that all members of the opposite sex are basically the&lt;br /&gt;same?&lt;br /&gt;If by basic you mean the addition of certain appendages, then yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the best fingernail polish color?&lt;br /&gt;Green or gold or purple.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I wear colours like a peacock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the nearest purple thing to you?&lt;br /&gt;MY JACK SKELLINGTON PJ'S.&lt;br /&gt;i love hot topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that was a waste of time :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-1024185983361122043?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/1024185983361122043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=1024185983361122043&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/1024185983361122043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/1024185983361122043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/04/wow-two-blogs-in-one-day.html' title='wow, two blogs in one day.'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/Sexnpk5P3GI/AAAAAAAAAKo/2biipvAzI-o/s72-c/Photoshoot+on+My+Birthday+072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-1111462415855337975</id><published>2009-04-20T17:05:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T17:17:04.121+10:00</updated><title type='text'>frickin womb sisters.</title><content type='html'>Well we walked into the nurses room and the woman actually asked which one of us was pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard the heart beat! And the swishing of it's 'womb sister' (The name a bunch of crazy pregnant ladies on this website gave the placenta. They actually leave the placenta on the baby until it falls off...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me (reading out loud)-&lt;br /&gt;"If a pregnant woman, overwhelmed by pains, is not able to deliver, you must rub her thighs with a sardonyx and say: "Just as you, stone of sardonyx, have shone on the first angel by the order of God, in the same way, you, child, come shine as a man who lives in God". Then, she will place this same sardonyx at the baby’s exit, to the exit of her sex, and she will say: "Open, paths and doors, just as for the appearance by which Christ, God, and man, has appeared and has opened the doors of hell; and you, baby, cross this door without dying and without making your mother die". At this moment, you must place this stone in a belt around her, and she will be eased."&lt;br /&gt;Mum- &lt;br /&gt;"I swear to God, if anyone tries to stick a crystal up my vagina..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's one for me!&lt;br /&gt;"If someone goes mad, or is in some way prey to fantasies, you must rub a magnet with saliva, and, with the stone, rub the nape of his neck, then his forehead while saying: "Bad madness, yield to this power by which God has transformed the devil’s power into kindness for man, sent forth from the high sky". And the patient will find his spirits."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Emma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl can either frustrate me or make me explode with laughter. She's my photography buddy, and I'd freeze my ass off for her any day. And she is there for me, when I need her and sometimes when I don't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before our haircuts-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SewhWqfmuYI/AAAAAAAAAKg/95IjG66krF8/s1600-h/l_52965fb9d9c44a3eb212ad7dfc5bbe29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SewhWqfmuYI/AAAAAAAAAKg/95IjG66krF8/s400/l_52965fb9d9c44a3eb212ad7dfc5bbe29.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326669132520143234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-1111462415855337975?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/1111462415855337975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=1111462415855337975&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/1111462415855337975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/1111462415855337975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/04/frickin-womb-sisters.html' title='frickin womb sisters.'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SewhWqfmuYI/AAAAAAAAAKg/95IjG66krF8/s72-c/l_52965fb9d9c44a3eb212ad7dfc5bbe29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-537811059163584175</id><published>2009-04-18T15:57:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T08:27:35.612+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Mum's home...</title><content type='html'>And she brought a lot of stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now have...&lt;br /&gt;-MY BIOLOGICAL SCIENCE BOOK! AHHH!&lt;br /&gt;-A Disturbed shirt&lt;br /&gt;-An Iron Maiden shirt&lt;br /&gt;-Black and white striped gloves and a black and red checkered scarf.&lt;br /&gt;-An Emily the Strange shirt that says "I need you like a hole in my head."&lt;br /&gt;-Reese's Peanut Butter Eggs. Only the best chocolate ever.&lt;br /&gt;-Purple, black and white Jack Skellington Pajamas. I love them so much.&lt;br /&gt;-A Jack Skellington Christmas stocking.&lt;br /&gt;-A cauldron from Lori Cabots shop in Salem, From Glen.&lt;br /&gt;-A small amp for my electric guitar, which I need to buy headphones for.&lt;br /&gt;-A SpongeBob toy from Burger King.&lt;br /&gt;-$100 American dollars! I'm so excited, because this means I can buy myself an Underwater Camera! I'm going to give Glen the money to buy it duty-free. Well, that's the plan anyway :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum's already asleep on the lounge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another subject...&lt;br /&gt;I know I mention a lot of people in my blog, but most of you don't even know who they are. So each blogpost I am going to try and introduce some of these people. I'll start with Paul, because he actually said my blog was 'an interesting read'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Paul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul is the ex-boyfriend from two years ago and one of my best friends right now, even after about 2 years of not talking. Conversation with this guy is NEVER boring, and he can make me laugh, although I am usually laughing at him. For anyone who watches the IT Crowd, Paul is exactly like Maurice Moss, even though he tries to deny it. My sister seems to like him a lot, mostly because of his blue eyes and his abnormally large tongue. It's really a love-hate friendship, especially when he steals my noodles :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SelvGBy7XuI/AAAAAAAAAKY/chnklW9TJ0g/s1600-h/paulie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SelvGBy7XuI/AAAAAAAAAKY/chnklW9TJ0g/s400/paulie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325910183694261986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-537811059163584175?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/537811059163584175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SelvGBy7XuI/AAAAAAAAAKY/chnklW9TJ0g/s72-c/paulie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-2484384810516182146</id><published>2009-04-17T21:58:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T22:02:11.738+10:00</updated><title type='text'>b is for biancaisevenbettererthanjoshua...</title><content type='html'>a is for anaconda (cute)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b is for biancaisevenbettererthanjoshua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c is for caterpillar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d is for death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e is for egalitarianismwhichisareallybigword&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f is for FISH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g is for goatsmilkwhichisdisgusting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h is for hermit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i is for imgivingupati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua. says:&lt;br /&gt;well you are gutless!&lt;br /&gt;bianca. says:&lt;br /&gt;should i keep going?&lt;br /&gt;Joshua. says:&lt;br /&gt;yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j is for joshuaisthemostconfusingandweirdpersonihavemetinalongtime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k is for kimono&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l is for license&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m is for motherwhowillbehometomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n is for night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o is for octopuswhichisawatmerewetherbathsyesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p is for PIRATES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;q is for quiver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;r is for rhinoceros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s is for seismograph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t is for turnip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u is for umbrella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v is for vacuole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w is for window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x is for xenophobia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y is for yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;z is for zealot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-2484384810516182146?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' 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width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-7826487955188178094</id><published>2009-04-15T10:15:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T15:29:53.017+10:00</updated><title type='text'>on a race... around newcastle.</title><content type='html'>So I've had a very exciting 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was Emma's birthday, and she loves photography. So we decided to go and do the photo shoot that had been planned for ages, even though it was raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after about 3 hours of me freezing my ass off in the rain, we got some pretty good shots. I've already got a few, but Emma is still editing heaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SeUx4EewpJI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/MHkiYAmmb4I/s1600-h/SeaSpray__by_desperate_scribbler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SeUx4EewpJI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/MHkiYAmmb4I/s400/SeaSpray__by_desperate_scribbler.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324716973780673682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SeUx363c3QI/AAAAAAAAAKI/FthM2sVsw1w/s1600-h/Choices_by_desperate_scribbler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 349px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SeUx363c3QI/AAAAAAAAAKI/FthM2sVsw1w/s400/Choices_by_desperate_scribbler.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324716971199880450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SeUx3iWXX7I/AAAAAAAAAKA/iafTV2UuG04/s1600-h/The_Journey__by_desperate_scribbler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SeUx3iWXX7I/AAAAAAAAAKA/iafTV2UuG04/s400/The_Journey__by_desperate_scribbler.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324716964618657714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SeUx3qhpWSI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/yaiNiGjqENA/s1600-h/Blue_Heaven__by_desperate_scribbler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SeUx3qhpWSI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/yaiNiGjqENA/s400/Blue_Heaven__by_desperate_scribbler.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324716966813456674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday, she had a formal birthday party at King Edward Park. After eating lots of Peanut M&amp;Ms, we decided it was time for the Amazing Race around Newcastle...&lt;br /&gt;I was partnered with Georgia, and we had so much fun. I knew my way around Newcastle and wasn't afraid to ask for directions. And she had a tonne of energy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we...&lt;br /&gt;1. Searched all around the Garside Gardens for a tiny gold package which we were told we had to count the contents of. We were the last team to find it, and there was a package of rice inside of it. No teams actually bothered to count it, and we were the last team to leave King Edward Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The next clue told us to go to the Cathedral. Luckily I knew where that was, and Georgia and I basically ran from the park to Christ Church Cathedral. We were the first team to arrive. Once there we had to find the oldest grave, which turned out to be from 1829. We were the first team to leave the graveyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Then we got lost. We had to find a business with a logo of a key and lock, that was on Hunter St, between Perkins and Watt Street. Once there, we had to take a photo of ourselves in front of it. Only problem was that the camera we had had run out of batteries. So we wrote down the 'John Paynter Gallery', which took us about 15 minutes to find. I asked for so many directions, and Georgia and I probably looked insane running everywhere with our formal gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. We had to go to Spotlight and buy 20 cms of a certain type of fabric. We took the bus there, and Hana and Dani caught the same bus. When the bus arrived at Spotlight, all four of us ran out of the bus, and I ran up the stairs and started looking for the fabric. I found it pretty quickly, and we ran downstairs where there was no line so the woman could cut the fabric. I've never realised how slow the people are there that cut the fabric. It was agonising. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. After that, we ran to King Street McDonalds where we had to wait for everyone to catch up, and then buy an 'icecream cone'. Georgia being the thinker that she is, realised that it only said cone, not that it had to have icecream in it. So we sat at a table with Emma and Spencer, which I realised was a pretty stupid idea. I got up from the table and looked out the window, only to see Aaron and Brittany running to Maccas. So Georgia and I ran to the counter and paid $1 for 2 icecream cones, whilst everyone else bought the icecream. It was so funny shoving out mouth full of waffle cone while everyone else got brain freezes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. So we ran out of McDonalds, and ran all the way to the Newcastle Regional Library, which is right near Civic Park. We had to find a book with a certain code on it, and take a photo of ourselves holding it. Only we didn't have a camera. So we wrote down the name of the book and the author.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Next we had to go to the Newcastle Regional Art Gallery, which was thankfully right next door to the Library. We had to find an artwork called 'Intel-igence' and write down the artists name. I'd already been to see the exhibition, so I knew exactly where it was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. This was our last task. We had to find Sally (Emma's Mum) at Newcastle Baths. We knew it was too far away, so Georgia and I ran to a bus stop. Only Emma and Spencer caught up. For some reason, everyone started running to the next bus stop. Georgia and I waited there, because the next stop was actually the last stop for the bus. So Georgia and I got on the next bus, and we passed Emma and Spence who were still running. The bus driver asked me 'Why are they running? The bus stops here'. I asked him if he had a ever watched the Amazing Race and he said he didn't watch TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. So we got off the bus at Newcastle Station, ahead of Emma and Spencer. From there, we actually ran to Newcastle Baths. Anyone who knows Newcastle knows that that is not an easy run. Especially after you had been running for the past hour and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we get to Newcastle Baths, and Hana and Dani had already arrived because they hitched a ride with some P platers. So legally, Georgia and I won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil would be proud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY EMMA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-7826487955188178094?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/7826487955188178094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=7826487955188178094&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/7826487955188178094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/7826487955188178094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/04/on-race-around-newcastle.html' title='on a race... around newcastle.'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SeUx4EewpJI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/MHkiYAmmb4I/s72-c/SeaSpray__by_desperate_scribbler.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-6242438132670227290</id><published>2009-04-05T20:52:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:02:08.955+10:00</updated><title type='text'>tired.</title><content type='html'>And they say the only way to get something done right is to do it yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SdiOojCQHtI/AAAAAAAAAJw/_SLzT_WzLiA/s1600-h/black+and+white+park.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SdiOojCQHtI/AAAAAAAAAJw/_SLzT_WzLiA/s320/black+and+white+park.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321159786988838610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice photography Allira.&lt;br /&gt;Nice editing goes to me though :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possibly one of the worst weeks of my life...&lt;br /&gt;1. My University Quizzes had to be reset a total of 3 times&lt;br /&gt;2. Mum left for America&lt;br /&gt;3. I was in hospital from 7pm to 3am with Mum because doctors thought her pregnancy might be ectopic.&lt;br /&gt;4. My little sister managed to lock us out of the house, which meant me crying at the neighbours door and spending the day at Charlestown Square.&lt;br /&gt;5. I had a total of 4000 words due in at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet I got 15/15 in my University test on Nucleic acids and Carbohydrates.&lt;br /&gt;I guess things have to go right sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-6242438132670227290?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/6242438132670227290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=6242438132670227290&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/6242438132670227290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/6242438132670227290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/04/tired.html' title='tired.'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SdiOojCQHtI/AAAAAAAAAJw/_SLzT_WzLiA/s72-c/black+and+white+park.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-5816974493837595600</id><published>2009-03-27T13:59:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T18:24:06.825+11:00</updated><title type='text'>off to uni in 20 minutes :)</title><content type='html'>I just did my first Uni test. And I got 14/15.&lt;br /&gt;And for some reason I am a bit disappointed. I know I shouldn't be though.&lt;br /&gt;Weird feeling :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much more news on the baby. Mum won't let me name it Daveth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving the extra day off school. I managed to finish 1000 words on a comparison of 'Psycho' and 'Buffy the Vampire Slayer', which is basically a joke considering there is no comparison at all. I'm pretty sure our entire class almost fell asleep through one episode of Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to Emma's Formal Birthday party already. Any excuse to dress up is always fun, especially walking through Newcastle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s246.photobucket.com/albums/gg107/fyrespryte62/?action=view&amp;current=sweetkids-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg107/fyrespryte62/sweetkids-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I know this is a long shot but if anyone has a copy of Biological Science by Scott Freeman they would be willing to lend me, I would be forever grateful :)&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-5816974493837595600?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/5816974493837595600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=5816974493837595600&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/5816974493837595600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/5816974493837595600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-just-did-my-first-uni-test.html' title='off to uni in 20 minutes :)'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-9056589184492326997</id><published>2009-03-20T18:41:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T19:26:08.725+11:00</updated><title type='text'>'Muuuuum, are you pregnaaaaant?!'</title><content type='html'>Mum's pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be a REALLY big sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the baby is the size of a sesame seed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this week, it's tiny heart begins to divide into chambers and beat and pump blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out yesterday morning when Mum talking really loudly about something on the phone. It was 5.30 in the morning, and I had no idea she was taking a pregnancy test. I had just woken up, and I started yelling 'Muuuuum, are you pregnaaaaant?!', *as a joke*.&lt;br /&gt;I was so surprised when I saw those two lines.&lt;br /&gt;As my friend so eloquently put it, 'Someone got busy in America'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a whole other topic, I'm still loving Uni.&lt;br /&gt;And I can't wait for the movie, 'Angels and Demons', to come out. Maybe Mum will be so incapacitated that she will finally read it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-9056589184492326997?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/9056589184492326997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=9056589184492326997&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/9056589184492326997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/9056589184492326997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/03/muuuuum-are-you-pregnaaaaant.html' title='&apos;Muuuuum, are you pregnaaaaant?!&apos;'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-4045580825801257315</id><published>2009-03-18T18:03:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T18:07:22.868+11:00</updated><title type='text'>hello chicken mcnuggets.</title><content type='html'>Mechanical separation is a way of getting every last piece of meat from the bone of a chicken, turkey, or other food animal. Bones with edible meat attached are forced under high pressure through a device that separates the bone from the meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/ScCdjvgwGEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/51Slt5GXOC4/s1600-h/chicken..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/ScCdjvgwGEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/51Slt5GXOC4/s320/chicken..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314420797672003650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am now sufficiently grossed out for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-4045580825801257315?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/4045580825801257315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=4045580825801257315&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/4045580825801257315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/4045580825801257315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-chicken-mcnuggets.html' title='hello chicken mcnuggets.'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/ScCdjvgwGEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/51Slt5GXOC4/s72-c/chicken..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-3426849693406931092</id><published>2009-03-14T17:19:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T19:58:33.908+11:00</updated><title type='text'>stand up for being stupid.</title><content type='html'>I've realised that you should love someone because of their flaws, not in spite of them, and people should do the same for you. It was a very liberating realisation.&lt;br /&gt;Unless their flaw is murdering people or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;I had 3 hours of Science, and one hour of Visual Arts yesterday. I love Friday. We have finally started doing Biology in my Science class, and a lot of it is what I am already doing in Uni.&lt;br /&gt;I've found out in Art that I have been selected to be interviewed by someone from the Board of Studies. And our teacher has organised a 'live drawing' class for us. She says that we won't see them as naked people, but as intricate displays of line and shading. &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funniest part of yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;Mr Phillips- "What is an asexual way that a plant can reproduce?'&lt;br /&gt;Eliott- 'Uhh, Snails?'&lt;br /&gt;Mr Phillips- "Stand up for being stupid.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum has finally made Engagement notices. She didn't like my sarcastic idea of putting "Two Continents- Two Hearts- One Love" on them. But Glen seemed to, which is a bit of a worrying thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s246.photobucket.com/albums/gg107/fyrespryte62/?action=view&amp;current=l_ef134c1d4e629420ef0b55a54d3edd57.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg107/fyrespryte62/l_ef134c1d4e629420ef0b55a54d3edd57.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you guys  ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-3426849693406931092?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/3426849693406931092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=3426849693406931092&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/3426849693406931092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/3426849693406931092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-realised-that-you-should-love.html' title='stand up for being stupid.'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-5649221319086722499</id><published>2009-03-08T09:00:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T10:35:44.118+11:00</updated><title type='text'>987654321, seeing what has changed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NINE thing​s about​ yours​elf:​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) I love my Uni course! It has been the only 2 hours of class that I can sit through, and not get bored. And I can remember almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I love anything gruesome. Especially Plastination and autopsies. But not horror movies for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I love Christmas more than any other day of the year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I will always stand up for what I believe, even if I have no idea what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) It takes a lot for me to cry, so when I do everything seems to pour out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I will change my mind easily when it comes to emotion. But not when it comes to opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I'd love to be a model, but I still have an aversion towards models&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I love to make anything out of nothing. Especially by painting and sketching. And even cooking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I'm happiest when I'm in the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EIGHT​ ways to win your heart​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hahaha, nothing here has changed!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Have a passion in something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Disagree with me about things. This shows me you aren't afraid to stand up for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Display some level of intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Be open minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Make me laugh about anything and everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Don't look too far forward and live in today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Do what you feel, instead of waiting around for something to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your top SEVEN​ bands​(​or artis​t)​:​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Bon Jovi ('You Give Love A Bad Name'= best song when I'm angry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) 16Volt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) The Offspring (First song I could sing all the way through was 'Gone Away' by The Offspring)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Tool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) A Perfect Circle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Disturbed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Godsmack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SIX thing​s you do befor​e you fall aslee​p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Look at my timetable for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Put my phone somewhere near me so I can hear the alarm and don't have to run all over the house looking for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Turn off the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Climb into bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Think incessantly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Eventually fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FIVE people​ who mean a lot at the moment​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Sophia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Paul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Emma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Jacqui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Penny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR thing​s you see right​ now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) My lucky bamboo which always seems close to dying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) My resume folder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) My Zune&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) My To-Do List. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THREE​ songs​ that you liste​n to often​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) You Give Love A Bad Name- Bon Jovi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Awake- Godsmack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Everlong (Acoustic)- Foo Fighters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;TWO thing​s you want to do befor​e you die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Swim with Whale Sharks, Grey Nurse Sharks and Seals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Travel to Spain. See if it's where I belong :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE confe​ssion​:​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I not scared of things changing anymore. I want them to change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-5649221319086722499?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/5649221319086722499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=5649221319086722499&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/5649221319086722499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/5649221319086722499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/03/987654321-seeing-what-has-changed.html' title='987654321, seeing what has changed.'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-4625106565705064425</id><published>2009-03-05T19:37:00.010+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T21:12:13.645+11:00</updated><title type='text'>mum's back!</title><content type='html'>Mum is home! &lt;br /&gt;Already asleep though. Allira was incredibly subtle with all of the 'Do you want me to help you unpack?' hints, but we got to the souvenirs after a long talk of engagement and weddings and New York.&lt;br /&gt;She bought me a New York snow globe, which I really wanted. It's so pretty, and there is a tiny little yellow 'cab' in the background. I got a Twilight badge that says "I ♥ Boys that Sparkle" which she knew would be funny, because I pretty much hate Edward Cullen. I got lots of clothes, including Spongebob pyjama pants and a Nightmare Before Christmas shirt. Mum and Glen also bought me Victoria's Secret underwear, and Reeses Peanut Butter Cups. She also bought me a shirt from M&amp;M world where apparently one entire wall was filled with M&amp;M's.&lt;br /&gt;There is so much more, Thanks Mum :)&lt;br /&gt;She bought back two wedding dresses, and got me to try them on. Scary stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Uni course starts tomorrow! I had a meeting with the deputy principal who told me that I will be great for job interviews because I have a 'gorgeous smile'. Basically made my day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we had Archery. Which usually means lying in the grass with Britt, Emma, Aaron and a camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/Sa-alz5s-gI/AAAAAAAAAI4/eJ_7NzXvm1s/s1600-h/archery+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/Sa-alz5s-gI/AAAAAAAAAI4/eJ_7NzXvm1s/s320/archery+073.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309632460071172610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/Sa-akb8OqXI/AAAAAAAAAIY/d4wdDGANnpc/s1600-h/archery+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/Sa-akb8OqXI/AAAAAAAAAIY/d4wdDGANnpc/s320/archery+017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309632436459448690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/Sa-eVbUcXtI/AAAAAAAAAJA/K_pWQrAKONs/s1600-h/archery+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/Sa-eVbUcXtI/AAAAAAAAAJA/K_pWQrAKONs/s320/archery+021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309636576641048274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-4625106565705064425?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/4625106565705064425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=4625106565705064425&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/4625106565705064425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/4625106565705064425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/03/mum-is-home-already-asleep-though.html' title='mum&apos;s back!'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/Sa-alz5s-gI/AAAAAAAAAI4/eJ_7NzXvm1s/s72-c/archery+073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-4194124216108698673</id><published>2009-03-03T23:13:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T23:16:22.542+11:00</updated><title type='text'>hellllllo last years creative writing.</title><content type='html'>I could smell her. The freshest of floral scents danced its way through my nose and hung in my throat, causing a flame of desire to erupt from deep within me.&lt;br /&gt;I could no longer hear her. The dull thud of a heart that typically drummed to a delicate rhythm had ceased, and her blood stood still. &lt;br /&gt;I could almost see the fear in her eyes, emanating from the back of her mind. &lt;br /&gt;She was not dead. Yet. &lt;br /&gt;She was simply paralysed, and not with fear. &lt;br /&gt;It was beyond her control. &lt;br /&gt;I was in control, and I had done this once before. On a frozen cadaver. &lt;br /&gt;I knew the logistics, and yet the emotions were new to me. I was almost delirious with euphoria and yet I was oddly aware of myself. Every movement was deliberate and every feeling was one to savour. Every sense was heightened, and I felt oddly invincible. &lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed it. &lt;br /&gt;I would make it last for as long a humanly possible. &lt;br /&gt;I glanced over at the limp body. Her dark curls hung tantalisingly over her shoulder, and I had the uncontrollable urge to sweep them from her face. She was looking as angelic as the moment I laid eyes on her, even with the necessary addition of tape around her legs and arms. I was not taking the chance of the drugs wearing off half way through the deed. &lt;br /&gt;I took a breath, imagining the air reaching to the depths of my lungs. &lt;br /&gt;I was in control… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued eventually...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-4194124216108698673?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/4194124216108698673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=4194124216108698673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/4194124216108698673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/4194124216108698673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/03/hellllllo-last-years-creative-writing_03.html' title='hellllllo last years creative writing.'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-377689737574768314</id><published>2009-03-03T18:24:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T18:55:04.040+11:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm blind for 40 minutes a day?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cracked.com/article_17103_p1.html"&gt;VERY INTERESTING.&lt;/a&gt;  -click on the link to find out '5 ways your brain is messing with your head'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;Small things that entertained me today-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My bus being about 15 minutes late.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Turning up to school in a bandage and thongs only to have people go "Oh jeez Bianca, what have you done to yourself this time?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having an English teacher turn up 15 minutes late and tell us to read the entire lesson.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being called to go and see the deputy principal, who wanted to know why mum was calling from America.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mum telling Paul that his present from America was actually New York City.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going over the 'mauve' of my artwork with the deepest purple I could make without it going black. Hooray for more skeleton drawings.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Making the decision to do something which may have major consequences, but feeling like I don't mind anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Accidentally getting off at the wrong bus stop, meaning I had to hobble even further to the Junction.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seeing my art teacher at Coles... then seeing her walk into Liquorland.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting photos taken for my Uni card. Yuuuuuck.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Taking off band-aids. I know it's gross, but there is still something oddly fascinating about it. I like seeing that my body is healing itself. Or in this case, making some weird gunk that probably isn't right.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Plus I also realised today, I haven't been in a ball pit in ages. And I really want to now. But then I realised that people my age aren't even allowed in those places with ball pits anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/motivational%20posters" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i410.photobucket.com/albums/pp190/FindStuff2/Best%20Images/Funny/motivational-posters1.jpg" alt="motivational posters Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well I think this has been one of my weirdest posts yet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-377689737574768314?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/377689737574768314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=377689737574768314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/377689737574768314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/377689737574768314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-blind-for-40-minutes-day.html' title='i&apos;m blind for 40 minutes a day?'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-3737690011446603285</id><published>2009-03-01T19:07:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T19:07:51.144+11:00</updated><title type='text'>harry potter :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WYjUWSfj7fE&amp;amp;hl=en&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/WYjUWSfj7fE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/2485042657610389715-3737690011446603285?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/3737690011446603285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=3737690011446603285&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/3737690011446603285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/3737690011446603285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/03/look-i-dont-know-what-happened-tonight.html' title='harry potter :)'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-8494695372790747080</id><published>2009-03-01T18:11:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T18:30:32.186+11:00</updated><title type='text'>so tired.</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mum is staying in America for another 2 days, due to needing to sort some Visa's out. Apparently she has bought me bright blue jeans and Victoria's Secret underwear, among other things.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She said she has also bought me a small Edward Cullen thing. I asked if it was his manhood. She said he never had one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I cut my foot pretty badly at Merewether Baths and had to see the lifeguard. He asked me if I was on medication, and at first I thought he asked because he thought I was crazy or something. Then I realised it was because there was so much blood.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a sore throat. Thank goodness for Strepsils.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Uni application is due in on Tuesday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Uni course starts this Friday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My application for the Sydney Uni course, plus $200 is due in on the 16th.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need a job to pay for Uni.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm writing an essay on the history of art, finishing my Indonesian homework, finishing my science homework, all of 5 hours of sleep. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need to finish that Sisterhood project. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need to rid the loungeroom of all craft items. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've realised 'Mystery Crush' probably isn't so mystery anymore. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did I mention the 5 hours sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-8494695372790747080?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/8494695372790747080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=8494695372790747080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/8494695372790747080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/8494695372790747080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-tired.html' title='so tired.'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-3127345208969029717</id><published>2009-02-27T17:42:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T18:15:21.536+11:00</updated><title type='text'>fiction addiction</title><content type='html'>More good news!&lt;br /&gt;I am one of 4 students from my school to pass a test to go down to Sydney University for a three day Science course. I get to 'experience one full day each of Biology, Chemistry and Physics'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had a school dance the other night, with the theme 'Fiction Addiction'. I went as the best Death Eater, Bellatrix Lestrange. The best parts of the night were 'Smells Like Teen Spirit'-Nirvana and 'Song 2'-Blur.&lt;br /&gt;The Dark Mark which took forever to draw and still wont wash off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SaeO5zA3bjI/AAAAAAAAAII/pcD6Z4VN8cM/s1600-h/Dance+Dance+Fall+Out+Boy+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SaeO5zA3bjI/AAAAAAAAAII/pcD6Z4VN8cM/s400/Dance+Dance+Fall+Out+Boy+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307367809476947506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SaeSqUCpGHI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/MIbK0dcyCwo/s1600-h/Dance+Dance+Fall+Out+Boy+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SaeSqUCpGHI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/MIbK0dcyCwo/s400/Dance+Dance+Fall+Out+Boy+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307371941511370866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SaeOXvaMUmI/AAAAAAAAAHo/52T7O465vWU/s1600-h/Dance+Dance+Fall+Out+Boy+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SaeOXvaMUmI/AAAAAAAAAHo/52T7O465vWU/s400/Dance+Dance+Fall+Out+Boy+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307367224393880162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SaeOYNweIfI/AAAAAAAAAIA/H_30I7Zonyg/s1600-h/Dance+Dance+Fall+Out+Boy+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SaeOYNweIfI/AAAAAAAAAIA/H_30I7Zonyg/s400/Dance+Dance+Fall+Out+Boy+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307367232540385778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SaeOX1ayr2I/AAAAAAAAAH4/i8SV909iP24/s1600-h/Dance+Dance+Fall+Out+Boy+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SaeOX1ayr2I/AAAAAAAAAH4/i8SV909iP24/s400/Dance+Dance+Fall+Out+Boy+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307367226007007074" 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/2485042657610389715-3127345208969029717?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/3127345208969029717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=3127345208969029717&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/3127345208969029717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/3127345208969029717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/02/fiction-addiction.html' title='fiction addiction'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SaeO5zA3bjI/AAAAAAAAAII/pcD6Z4VN8cM/s72-c/Dance+Dance+Fall+Out+Boy+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-6202842111838532666</id><published>2009-02-25T17:07:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T17:16:56.160+11:00</updated><title type='text'>bellatrix.</title><content type='html'>Just spent the last 20 minutes drawing 'The Dark Mark' on my wrist for the Dance tonight. The theme is "Fiction', and I'm going as the best Death Eater from Harry Potter, Bellatrix Lestrange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SaThq6geYPI/AAAAAAAAAHg/6cIQbzlnRyA/s1600-h/bellatrix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SaThq6geYPI/AAAAAAAAAHg/6cIQbzlnRyA/s400/bellatrix.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306614388325507314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SaThqohBpjI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Roq_PkUko2w/s1600-h/P2180330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SaThqohBpjI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Roq_PkUko2w/s400/P2180330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306614383495980594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not much of a resemblance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-6202842111838532666?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/6202842111838532666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=6202842111838532666&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/6202842111838532666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/6202842111838532666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/02/bellatrix.html' title='bellatrix.'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SaThq6geYPI/AAAAAAAAAHg/6cIQbzlnRyA/s72-c/bellatrix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-3286944020107224912</id><published>2009-02-24T17:18:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T17:45:10.997+11:00</updated><title type='text'>stress less, really.</title><content type='html'>So, as most of you know by now, Mum is engaged!&lt;br /&gt;My bridesmaid dress is already figured out-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SaOT0v7SVWI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/auJIY2L6XEY/s1600-h/Keira%27s-green-dress.preview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 367px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SaOT0v7SVWI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/auJIY2L6XEY/s400/Keira%27s-green-dress.preview.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306247320400188770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's like the dress Keira Knightley wore in 'Atonement', only a better green and I'll fill it out a fair bit more than she did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also trying to put together a portfolio to show the Uni lecturer and the principal. I am pretty sure my 'Australia's Brainiest Kid' certificate screams sophistication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Rose Cottage class on Monday as well. I love the sentence game and the 5 second impression game. I'm going to put my words here, because knowing me, I'll lose them somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;'shiny, elegant, beautiful, ethereal, curly, teenaged, young, kind, twirly, sweet smile, pretty, mature, great sense of style, beautful dress, pagan princess'&lt;br /&gt;These words are very special to me, they were the perfect pick me up :)&lt;br /&gt;Thank you also to Diana for the lift and Wendy for the mini adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-3286944020107224912?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/3286944020107224912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=3286944020107224912&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/3286944020107224912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/3286944020107224912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/02/stress-less-really.html' title='stress less, really.'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SaOT0v7SVWI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/auJIY2L6XEY/s72-c/Keira%27s-green-dress.preview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-5946709808267248964</id><published>2009-02-19T21:57:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T22:04:41.150+11:00</updated><title type='text'>chilli burgers</title><content type='html'>I went to Charlestown today, with Allira and Paul (also known as Paulie) and it was so much fun. We bought two bags of M&amp;amp;Ms and put them in McDonalds sundaes. My whole sundae went blue.&lt;br /&gt;Also, when we were ordering the sundaes, the guy managed to put that we wanted 230 sundaes in the register. We told him we would have that many sundaes for the price of 3, but he didn't really listen.&lt;br /&gt;We also got the really chilli burgers from Oporto, even though we were feeling sick by then, and Paul didn't get a drink. So by the end his mouth was burning and he had had half of my drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be away this weekend, starting to work on 'Surfest' and probably going to the beach a lot. It's going be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing Mum a lot too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-5946709808267248964?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/5946709808267248964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=5946709808267248964&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/5946709808267248964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/5946709808267248964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/02/chilli-burgers.html' title='chilli burgers'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-9041971614929892528</id><published>2009-02-16T16:38:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T16:47:43.959+11:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!</title><content type='html'>Big news of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My University Biology course is running. Next term I am going to be a 15 year old, first year University student studying 'Molecules, Cells and Organisms'!&lt;br /&gt;YAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I tried looking for a bus to Rose Cottage, but I couldn't find anything that would take less than 45 minutes. So I don't think I am going to be able to go for the next 3 weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I've just realised I probably should have sent a Valentines Card like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s246.photobucket.com/albums/gg107/fyrespryte62/?action=view&amp;amp;current=iloveyoubearymuch.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 386px; height: 481px;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg107/fyrespryte62/iloveyoubearymuch.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you &lt;a href="http://www.cracked.com/"&gt;www.cracked.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-9041971614929892528?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/9041971614929892528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=9041971614929892528&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/9041971614929892528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/9041971614929892528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/02/big-news-of-day.html' title='YAY!'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-266857315663286108</id><published>2009-02-15T12:36:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T12:41:30.926+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Drawing late at night.</title><content type='html'>Last night was one of those nights where I felt tired, but I couldn't fall asleep. So I did what I normally do, and I started drawing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SZdybgLJi7I/AAAAAAAAAHI/yadVasU9Qi4/s1600-h/scan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 441px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SZdybgLJi7I/AAAAAAAAAHI/yadVasU9Qi4/s400/scan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302832903070780338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's pretty good for my first attempt at a full skeleton :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-266857315663286108?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/266857315663286108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=266857315663286108&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/266857315663286108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/266857315663286108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/02/drawing-late-at-night.html' title='Drawing late at night.'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SZdybgLJi7I/AAAAAAAAAHI/yadVasU9Qi4/s72-c/scan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-9070984297863100360</id><published>2009-02-14T16:53:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T17:53:21.610+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentineless Day!</title><content type='html'>Ahhh. Valentines Day. One of my least favourite days of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a plan this year. Which I didn't follow through with, because I convinced myself my 'crush' wasn't the least bit interested in me and probably thinks I resembled that algae stuff that is always in the fish tank. Or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there is an upside to Valentines Day!&lt;br /&gt;Roses!&lt;br /&gt;The red one was from Aaron and the white one was from Emma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SZZenKbHlyI/AAAAAAAAAF8/6xZl0FFaUSU/s1600-h/IMG000048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SZZenKbHlyI/AAAAAAAAAF8/6xZl0FFaUSU/s320/IMG000048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302529638181345058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*kisses for the roses*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyways, spent the day singing/learning 'I Stand Alone' by Godsmack and 'Judith' by A Perfect Circle (both of which are in my music player at the bottom of this page), on my beautiful guitar. I think she needs a name. What do you name a Charvel guitar that is worth almost $1000 though?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SZZenZSQTGI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ju7qOaeZV8U/s1600-h/01012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SZZenZSQTGI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ju7qOaeZV8U/s320/01012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302529642170698850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't the guitar beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I sat in the rain today too. It was the coldest I have been in ages, shivering every few seconds. My hair was dripping and pretty close to being incredibly straight. I loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Also, this Friday, I'm going to be in a photo shoot, with Emma and her really expensive camera taking the photos. I plan on wearing purple stockings. I don't even know why I have purple stockings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're all having a better Valentines than I seem to be.&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-9070984297863100360?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/9070984297863100360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=9070984297863100360&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/9070984297863100360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/9070984297863100360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentineless-day.html' title='Happy Valentineless Day!'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SZZenKbHlyI/AAAAAAAAAF8/6xZl0FFaUSU/s72-c/IMG000048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-5959019433661623468</id><published>2009-02-12T14:07:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T16:30:36.613+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to do while mum is in New York...</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sell my sister, Allira, to that circus near the Newcastle Entertainment Centre.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dye my hair blonde and get it chemically straightened.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get a fake tan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Answer every maths question like this...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg107/fyrespryte62/dumb_blonde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 197px;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg107/fyrespryte62/dumb_blonde.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have a huge party and invite every single person I know, and even the ones I don't.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Work the streets of Islington.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;In Supermarkets, start laughing hysterically and rolling on the floor laughing at a brand names or products.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After a shower, I won't dry my hair properly and then I'll run around in my underwear, shaking my hair and singing “I'm Singing in the Rain!”&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat a crayon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Draw all over myself with highlighters. Claim that I am Glow-In-The-Dark.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Call Mum and tell her that the school counselor needs to talk to her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Repaint my bedroom to reflect how I feel...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get a job at McDonalds. Tell Mum there is no need for me to go to University anymore.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Book a ticket to New York because I am going to miss her so much :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-5959019433661623468?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/5959019433661623468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=5959019433661623468&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/5959019433661623468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/5959019433661623468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/02/things-to-do-while-mum-is-in-new-york.html' title='Things to do while mum is in New York...'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-1230597187418972561</id><published>2009-02-11T20:28:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T20:46:09.413+11:00</updated><title type='text'>RAIN.</title><content type='html'>Oh Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning.&lt;br /&gt;It was raining.&lt;br /&gt;And I had porridge for breakfast! With lots of brown sugar and milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had missed the rain so much, I just kept on walking when I got to the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am so tired. Being tired doesn't go down too well with me. I spend the day making stupid jokes and shutting my eyes every few seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I kind of look like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SZKbZwl197I/AAAAAAAAAFU/ArQTy64bSZA/s1600-h/IMG000004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 190px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SZKbZwl197I/AAAAAAAAAFU/ArQTy64bSZA/s400/IMG000004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301470578211157938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't I look like a true rock goddess? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hope this rain stays for a while. I'm not ready for 40 degree heat again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Valentines. Argh!&lt;br /&gt;How could Aaron have spent $28 on $4 roses?&lt;br /&gt;The rain really does make people crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-1230597187418972561?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/1230597187418972561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=1230597187418972561&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/1230597187418972561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/1230597187418972561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/02/rain.html' title='RAIN.'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SZKbZwl197I/AAAAAAAAAFU/ArQTy64bSZA/s72-c/IMG000004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-5030458071364131238</id><published>2009-02-10T16:34:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T17:13:17.217+11:00</updated><title type='text'>F.</title><content type='html'>Thank to Jacqui for giving me my letter for the Letter Game, which is *F*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to play, you have to list &lt;b&gt;ten things that matter to you&lt;/b&gt;, starting with a letter that will be allocated to you. Leave me a comment if you want to play and I will allocate you a letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Focus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Without focus, I would not have been able to do almost everything I have done. I would not have taught myself the guitar, I would not have started painting and most of my work would never have been done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fiction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I am always reading, and it's Dracula that I'm reading at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fact&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Sometimes I feel like I just have to know anything and everything, and knowing the truth has always been so important to me. If I want to know something, I ask. If you want to tell me something, it's always so much easier to just say it. Which brings me to my next 'F'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Fear is a huge motivator for me. It's why I say things which I probably shouldn't say. It's why I do things I probably shouldn't do. But, I will only live this life once, and I have to make the most of it. I guess it's also the fear of what happens if I don't do anything, because that in itself would be something to regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Forensics&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Blood. Guts. Gore. I read crime fiction, watch crime shows and am in love with Dr Gunter von Hagens (the anatomist responsible for Plastination)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/plastination" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t99/THOMASJEFFERSONRUSSELL/0e537ef0.jpg" alt="INVENTOR OF PLASTINATION Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is a real human body in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bodyworlds.com/en.html"&gt;http://www.bodyworlds.com/en.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FISH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I want to be a marine scientist (or a forensic scientist...). I have read so many books on sharks, rays and fish, and being with them feels so natural to me. Swimming with hammerheads and so many other sharks has been one of the best experiences, and so was feeding the sharks and rays on my 15th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SZEX-7gE-wI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Bwxk3kli6B8/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SZEX-7gE-wI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Bwxk3kli6B8/s400/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301044606283348738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cutest. Thing. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friends and Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;These people mean so much to me. To love and be loved by so many is an amazing feeling, and I am so grateful for you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flavour-filled Food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;All you have to do is say &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tiramisu,&lt;/span&gt; and my mouth starts watering. And I actually love eating vegetables. The only thing I can't eat is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seafood&lt;/span&gt;, which is kind of obvious considering what I wrote about fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fluidity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I have been described as a 'floaty' person. I'm tall, with long, curly hair and I am always wearing blue and green, floaty dresses that move with me. There is always fluidity in my music, and in my paintings and I absolutely love being in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Freedom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Freedom seems to be rare in this world. I try not to take it for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-5030458071364131238?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/5030458071364131238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=5030458071364131238&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/5030458071364131238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/5030458071364131238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/02/f.html' title='F.'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SZEX-7gE-wI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Bwxk3kli6B8/s72-c/6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-775014158759999457</id><published>2009-02-10T15:59:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T22:41:20.696+11:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid sickness.</title><content type='html'>I don't remember having felt this sick in a long time. My stomach aches, my head aches and my back hurts.&lt;br /&gt;My fantastic day seemed to start when I went to the bus stop. I sat on the grass, and then something bit me. It REALLY hurt. So I got on the bus, trying my hardest not to cry because I'm such a toughie.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I thought it must have been a bull ant or something so I sat through my art class, once again trying not to cry. By then, my left leg was hurting and I had a horrible headache and stomach ache. I can't wait to see my skeleton drawing tomorrow, I barely remember what I did to it.&lt;br /&gt;So I went to sick bay, where the nurse just had to see the bite, and she couldn't even tell what it was, and here I am, feeling really horrible because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm aching all over&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got dragged over the rocks at the beach and now have a deep cut on my back&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a crush, and it seems like some people have no idea when someone likes them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;15 is turning out to be a wonderful age already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-775014158759999457?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/775014158759999457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=775014158759999457&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/775014158759999457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/775014158759999457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/02/stupid-sickness.html' title='stupid sickness.'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-4928760261504995666</id><published>2009-02-07T23:58:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T13:38:35.631+11:00</updated><title type='text'>sharks and rays</title><content type='html'>I spent the day feeding sharks and rays, and I miss them so much already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best fun ever! I have heaps of photos of it on my myspace as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid246.photobucket.com/albums/gg107/fyrespryte62/2009_02070042.flv" width="448" height="361"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to get my SCUBA diving license in Sydney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I now have 8 blank canvases, acrylic paints, watercolour paints and oil paints!&lt;br /&gt;It's time to get creative.&lt;br /&gt;I already know I am doing one for Mum for her birthday (September 9th). But knowing me, I'll get so obsessed with it that it will be done by April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a bit of a Quiz...&lt;br /&gt;Who was your last text from?&lt;br /&gt;No idea considering I melted my phone charger on the stove...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your relationship status?&lt;br /&gt;Single!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your current mood?&lt;br /&gt;Excited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your sister(s) names?&lt;br /&gt;Allira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you wish you were right now?&lt;br /&gt;Spain or the Galapagos Islands or SCUBA diving or back with the rays and sharks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something you do a lot?&lt;br /&gt;Touch my nose when I'm nervous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favourite soda?&lt;br /&gt;Does ginger beer count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you think about when you are falling asleep?&lt;br /&gt;Severus Snape quite obviously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite song?&lt;br /&gt;At the moment, 'Bad Magick' by Godsmack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you get the shirt you are wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Who says I'm wearing a shirt?&lt;br /&gt;I'm wearing a dress :)&lt;br /&gt;Who is your friend that lives closest to you?&lt;br /&gt;Penny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you thinking of right now?&lt;br /&gt;Glowing people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should you be doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Figuring out what to put on my 8 blank canvases&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person who yelled at you?&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember. Probably Allira. Whiny little blonde...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you act differently around the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;I don't even get the chance to act around the person I like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your hair curly or straight?&lt;br /&gt;CURLY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone ever called you "scrumptious" before?&lt;br /&gt;Lol! I don't remember things like that funnily enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you use smiley faces on the computer?&lt;br /&gt;All of the time. The world needs more smiley faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever changed clothes in a vehicle&lt;br /&gt;Sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you currently jealous?&lt;br /&gt;Only of someone I don't even know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing Friday night?&lt;br /&gt;Partying hard because it was my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Kidding.&lt;br /&gt;I went to the beach for dinner and TIRAMISU (!!!) and then I went to Rose Cottage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;Oh...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever broken someone's heart?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, and I still feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anybody you're really disappointed in right now?&lt;br /&gt;Definitely. But it's just good people doing bad things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever dated someone longer than a year?&lt;br /&gt;God, no!&lt;br /&gt;If I can, that will be a miracle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-4928760261504995666?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/4928760261504995666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=4928760261504995666&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/4928760261504995666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/4928760261504995666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-much-fun.html' title='sharks and rays'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-9087039420587545084</id><published>2009-02-06T15:40:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T15:50:40.131+11:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday :)</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!&lt;br /&gt;15 doesn't feel any different from fourteen. Except now I seem to have a lot more stuff :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends all gave me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sailing gloves for when Jacqui and I become amazing Olympic sailors, if I can ever name all of the parts of the boat. (from Jacqui)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;6 canvases of all different sizes (from Mum and Jacqui)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Acrylic and Watercolour paints (from Mum)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Photo Album (from Georgia)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FLOWERS! (From the amazing Aaron and the excellent Emma)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A funny turny sand thingy. (from Penelope)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 Bags of PEANUT M&amp;amp;M's *mouth waters* (from Sophia)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A whistle thingy that is 'Educational and Fun!' (from Sophia)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;An Aquarius necklace (from Laura)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chocolate (from Kristen)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fudge (From Britt)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;$40 to go towards my underwater camera (From Granddad and Emma)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to the beach soon for burgers and chips because that's all I really want for dinner. I'm just a simple person :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I will see the rest of my family then. It's like my own mini Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-9087039420587545084?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/9087039420587545084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=9087039420587545084&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/9087039420587545084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/9087039420587545084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday.html' title='happy birthday :)'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-2105244075006490549</id><published>2009-02-05T19:51:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T20:30:21.090+11:00</updated><title type='text'>How could anyone survive 67 and a half hours of labour...?</title><content type='html'>So... it's my birthday tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really not looking forward to the heat, so I plan on spending most of the day at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers strike tomorrow as well, so I don't have to go to school until 10.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today I applied for a first year Biology course in 'Molecules, Cells and Organisms'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't my life sound exciting at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to feed the sharks and rays though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-2105244075006490549?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/2105244075006490549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=2105244075006490549&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/2105244075006490549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-6740326880629519065</id><published>2009-01-23T18:21:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T20:36:03.908+11:00</updated><title type='text'>sydney aquarium.  (2 weeks until my 15th BIRTHDAY)</title><content type='html'>Sorry about not making much sense in the last post. I guess that's what happens with the combination of heat and tiredness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent today at Sydney Aquarium, meaning I had to be awake at 6am. We missed the train at Hamilton Station so we had to race it to Broadmeadow Station. I ended up in such a rush that I had to get on any carriage, even though Aunty Erika and Oma told me to wait on the 3rd carriage. So that meant that when we got to Fassifern Station, I had to bang on the window until they noticed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with all of that excitement so early in the morning, I still had the rest of the day with a 4 year old and a 14 month old. The 4 year old held onto my hand the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;entire&lt;/span&gt; day and when I had a drink or let go he would hit my arm until I held onto his hand again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so much fun, like everytime I go to Sydney Aquarium. Except I'm not over the fact that the seals are gone. There are dugongs instead, which look so beautiful and cuddly, but the seals had so much personality. At least they get to be in nice, cold water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too hot.&lt;br /&gt;I want Winter back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, for everyone who was at YAAD last Monday night, this is a Chinchilla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/chinchilla" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s298/thekaren_photos/chinchilla.jpg" border="0" alt="chinchilla Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very cute, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-6740326880629519065?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/6740326880629519065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=6740326880629519065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/6740326880629519065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/6740326880629519065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/01/sydney-aquarium.html' title='sydney aquarium.  (2 weeks until my 15th BIRTHDAY)'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-3772185825854758047</id><published>2009-01-20T20:56:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T18:11:14.819+11:00</updated><title type='text'>dutch cousins in Australia with american accents.</title><content type='html'>I have two Dutch cousins finally visiting Australia :)&lt;br /&gt;And they are adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Daniel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SXWh2JQ2dvI/AAAAAAAAAD8/m9L3Lby0U6U/s1600-h/2009_01180064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SXWh2JQ2dvI/AAAAAAAAAD8/m9L3Lby0U6U/s400/2009_01180064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293314888615491314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He wouldn't stop smiling the whole time, and he really like opening and closing things. Especially the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is Pieter...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SXWh2WFpxQI/AAAAAAAAAEE/wEjBtdTFtxU/s1600-h/2009_01180082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SXWh2WFpxQI/AAAAAAAAAEE/wEjBtdTFtxU/s400/2009_01180082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293314892058182914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've hated him for the past 4 years. But now he isn't so much of a pain to be around. And he can say more than 'No' in three different languages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noticed that my entire family has blond/e hair blue eyes yet? It's pretty funny at family barbeques, I'm always the odd one out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 more days till my 15th Birthday&lt;br /&gt;18 more days till my Witches Kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-3772185825854758047?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/3772185825854758047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=3772185825854758047&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/3772185825854758047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/3772185825854758047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2009/01/dutch-cousins-in-australia-with.html' title='dutch cousins in Australia with american accents.'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SXWh2JQ2dvI/AAAAAAAAAD8/m9L3Lby0U6U/s72-c/2009_01180064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-112200268060857999</id><published>2008-12-15T19:17:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T19:23:02.076+11:00</updated><title type='text'>the kangaroo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SUYTaIGx-WI/AAAAAAAAADs/2rN6qjwTe70/s1600-h/2008_12150005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SUYTaIGx-WI/AAAAAAAAADs/2rN6qjwTe70/s400/2008_12150005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279928952711936354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my pride and joy which took 3 months to complete and helped me top the year in creative and performing arts :)&lt;br /&gt;it's big, isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-112200268060857999?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/112200268060857999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=112200268060857999&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/112200268060857999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/112200268060857999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2008/12/kangaroo.html' title='the kangaroo.'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SUYTaIGx-WI/AAAAAAAAADs/2rN6qjwTe70/s72-c/2008_12150005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-8860875268400974691</id><published>2008-11-30T22:31:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T23:00:59.486+11:00</updated><title type='text'>987654321</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body"&gt;NINE thing&lt;wbr&gt;​s about&lt;wbr&gt;​ yours&lt;wbr&gt;​elf:​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) I love the band Disturbed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I love anything gruesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I love Christmas more than any other day of the year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I will always stand up for what I believe, even if I have no idea what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) It takes a fair bit for me to cry, so when I do everything seems to pour out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I love wearing old dresses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I'd love to be a model, but I still have an aversion towards models&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I love to make anything out of nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  I'm happiest when I'm painting or swimming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EIGHT&lt;wbr&gt;​ ways to win your heart&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Have a passion in something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Disagree with me about things. This shows me you aren't afraid to stand up for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Have some level of intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Be open minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Make me laugh about anything and everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Don't look too far forward and live in today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Do what you feel, instead of waiting around for something to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your top SEVEN&lt;wbr&gt;​ bands&lt;wbr&gt;​(​or artis&lt;wbr&gt;​t)​:​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Nightwish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Blink 182&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) The Offspring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Tool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) A Perfect Circle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Godsmack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Disturbed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX thing&lt;wbr&gt;​s you do befor&lt;wbr&gt;​e you fall aslee&lt;wbr&gt;​p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Have a shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Put my phone somewhere near me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Turn off the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Climb into bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Think incessantly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Eventually fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE peopl&lt;wbr&gt;​e who mean a lot at the momen&lt;wbr&gt;​t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Sophia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Laura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Jacqui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Penny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR thing&lt;wbr&gt;​s you see right&lt;wbr&gt;​ now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) School folder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Indonesian speech&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Glo-mesh purse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Purply chalice thing which used to have coke in it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE&lt;wbr&gt;​ songs&lt;wbr&gt;​ that you liste&lt;wbr&gt;​n to often&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Love You Till The End- The Pogues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Smells Like Teen Spirit- Nirvana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Fear- Disturbed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO thing&lt;wbr&gt;​s you want to do befor&lt;wbr&gt;​e you die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Swim with Whale Sharks, Grey Nurse Sharks and Seals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Travel to Spain. See if it's where I belong :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE confe&lt;wbr&gt;​ssion&lt;wbr&gt;​:​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I'm really scared of things changing at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-8860875268400974691?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/8860875268400974691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=8860875268400974691&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/8860875268400974691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/8860875268400974691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2008/11/987654321.html' title='987654321'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-2568002194225946675</id><published>2008-11-24T17:44:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T18:05:28.541+11:00</updated><title type='text'>ART!</title><content type='html'>OMG OMG OMG OMG.&lt;br /&gt;I TOPPED THE YEAR IN VISUAL ARTS.&lt;br /&gt;I AM GOING TO GET AN AWARD AT THE PRESENTATION ASSEMBLY.&lt;br /&gt;I MIGHT GET A GIFT VOUCHER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now we just have to see if i came in the top ten percent of the year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, this year has been amazing.&lt;br /&gt;but i am glad it is almost over.&lt;br /&gt;and that it's almost CHRISTMAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-2568002194225946675?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/2568002194225946675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=2568002194225946675&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/2568002194225946675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/2568002194225946675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2008/11/art.html' title='ART!'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-7820419150328850091</id><published>2008-11-17T21:39:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T21:59:17.386+11:00</updated><title type='text'>damn it</title><content type='html'>damn it damn it damn it&lt;br /&gt;why am i so shy?!&lt;br /&gt;i can't even ask one small question.&lt;br /&gt;it's disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;i frustrate myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a geography speech tomorrow.  Chances are I will start shaking or hyperventilating.&lt;br /&gt;I can give a speech and even run an assembly in front of an entire school, and yet when it comes to speaking in front of my class, I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's that I can see each face.&lt;br /&gt;Staring at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to dedicate this part of my blog to my darling mother. My mother who can make me believe I'm beautiful. My mother who wakes me up by dumping the washing on me. My mother who gets along better with my friends than I do. My mother who understands that I will always attempt to be the best I can be, even in something as trivial as maths.&lt;br /&gt;i love you mum :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-7820419150328850091?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/7820419150328850091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=7820419150328850091&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/7820419150328850091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/7820419150328850091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2008/11/damn-it.html' title='damn it'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-9109109483221204678</id><published>2008-11-14T23:15:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T23:43:12.243+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't believe i decided to walk home in the heat. No wonder I am half dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been continuing with my plan to write 'You are loved' on 1000 post-it notes all around the school.&lt;br /&gt;It's going well, i just need a few hundred more post-it notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;I have...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;been swimming with tiger sharks, bull sharks. stingrays, turtles, octopi and lots and lots of fish &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;been on a game show/national television &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;been to America for Halloween &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;been to french-speaking Canada &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;been to Vanuatu &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learnt another language &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;had a pet tarantula &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watched an autopsy &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;had surgery &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;had an artwork on exhibition &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stayed in bed for an entire day  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;I want to...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;stay up for 24 hours straight &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go to a Godsmack/Disturbed concert &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get over my fear of heights &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go swimming with dolphins,seals and whale sharks &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;have a pet ferret and axolotl  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;perform an autopsy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-9109109483221204678?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/9109109483221204678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=9109109483221204678&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/9109109483221204678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/9109109483221204678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-cant-believe-i-decided-to-walk-home.html' title=''/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-7853860853871041659</id><published>2008-11-10T20:25:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T20:32:15.372+11:00</updated><title type='text'>simple.</title><content type='html'>I remember in primary school when someone spread a rumour that one boy in our class got his legs shaved by his grandmother in the bathtub.&lt;br /&gt;It was my little sister who remembered this at dinner today and I thought it was absolutely hilarious. Was that the best we could come up with?&lt;br /&gt;High school is tainted with rumours of sex, drugs, love and yet in primary school that's what we had.&lt;br /&gt;I miss that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also miss simplicity. Knowing how I felt and why.&lt;br /&gt;That's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet in so many ways I feel I have grown.&lt;br /&gt;I am beginning to understand things.&lt;br /&gt;And yet with everything new I learn, I seem to find more to question.&lt;br /&gt;This is so frustrating!&lt;br /&gt;Am I destined to go through life feeling like I don't understand a thing?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-7853860853871041659?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/7853860853871041659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=7853860853871041659&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/7853860853871041659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/7853860853871041659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2008/11/simple.html' title='simple.'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-1123701502617966043</id><published>2008-11-06T14:00:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T14:12:00.898+11:00</updated><title type='text'>death at a funeral!</title><content type='html'>I fudgin' hate having a cold.&lt;br /&gt;This is my third one this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited that Barack Obama was voted in. But I am really going to miss seeing Sarah Palin/Tina Fey on Saturday Night Live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally have a converter for my Zune. THANK YOU GLEN!&lt;br /&gt;I already have 'Death at a Funeral' on it, and I'm about to get 'The IT Crowd'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/death%20at%20a%20funeral" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i232.photobucket.com/albums/ee84/marianapcm/death-funeral.jpg" alt="deth in a funeral Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*wolf whistle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/death%20at%20a%20funeral" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 316px; height: 239px;" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y279/thundernari/Alan/Death_at_a_Funeral-Tudyk.jpg" alt="death funeral Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also writing a resume. I want a job at Tree of Life, badly. But I'm finding it really difficult to try to talk about myself. I think I need help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-1123701502617966043?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/1123701502617966043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=1123701502617966043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/1123701502617966043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/1123701502617966043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2008/11/death-at-funeral.html' title='death at a funeral!'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y279/thundernari/Alan/th_Death_at_a_Funeral-Tudyk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-2620759900610762272</id><published>2008-11-01T16:46:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T17:18:29.469+11:00</updated><title type='text'>blogthings to pass the time.</title><content type='html'>just mucking around on www.blogthings.com...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Psyche!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatgoddessareyouquiz/psyche.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally in search of purpose and insight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're curious and creative with a total sense of wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally empathetic, you pick up on other's moods easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just be sure to pamper yourself as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatgoddessareyouquiz/"&gt;What Goddess Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Lightning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whattypeofweatherareyouquiz/lightning.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful yet dangerous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People will stop and watch you when you appear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though you're capable of random violence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are best known for: your power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dominant state: performing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattypeofweatherareyouquiz/"&gt;What Type of Weather Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Heart is Feeling Hopeful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatisyourheartfeelingquiz/heart-5.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is a feeling that's been growing and blooming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you're in a relationship that's deepening or found a new love, your feelings are slowly changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're remembering how amazing love feels - and discovering emotions you've never felt before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down, your heart is susceptible to: Getting a little carried away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your current outlook on love: Optimistic and playful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love life will improve if you: Stop and reflect on how your love is changing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for: Falling too hard, too fast - you've got to let your sweetie catch up with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatisyourheartfeelingquiz/"&gt;What Is Your Heart Feeling?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to good manners and elegance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when everything is uncertain, one moment heaven... the next moment hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are flexible and ready for anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is 100%. You are not suited for a monogamous relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Passed High School with an A+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/couldyoupasshighschoolquiz/passed.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the brains of a high school graduate... at least!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/couldyoupasshighschoolquiz/"&gt;Could You Pass High School?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-2620759900610762272?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/2620759900610762272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=2620759900610762272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/2620759900610762272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/2620759900610762272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2008/11/blogthings-to-pass-time.html' title='blogthings to pass the time.'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-7631327123644158819</id><published>2008-10-31T20:07:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T20:11:46.023+11:00</updated><title type='text'>brain melt.</title><content type='html'>I hate heat.&lt;br /&gt;It melts my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, all activities were done only because I had to. Right in the middle of the day I had double P.E.&lt;br /&gt;That was exhausting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my cat seems void of life. Just lying on the floor, doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like joining her. Or sleeping on the tiles. Tiles are cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. Cold.&lt;br /&gt;'Snuggle Weather'&lt;br /&gt;I miss it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my life was a cartoon I can imagine tiny, squiggly heat lines coming off of me right now.&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't a cold wave meant to hit a 8 o'clock?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can never sleep in this weather either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter, please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-7631327123644158819?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/7631327123644158819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=7631327123644158819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/7631327123644158819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/7631327123644158819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2008/10/brain-melt.html' title='brain melt.'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-7184532804409339123</id><published>2008-10-30T19:45:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T20:05:33.426+11:00</updated><title type='text'>my gratitude list. (idea stolen from lisa)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am grateful for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Family :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;An extension on my Art assignment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My friends who know how to lighten up any class.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My friends that I can talk to about almost anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My new sunflowers (Thank you Helen!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My new Octopus Discovery Channel CD (Thank you Wendy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My new jazz CD (Thank you Reilly!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My cat who ate any chicken fat from when i was cooking tonights dinner.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;RICE PUDDING! Yum.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My health. It's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My hair, as insane as it is, it's great to hide behind when i can feel my cheeks burning with embarrassment or anger.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sleep...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Emoticons or phrases like 'lol' which allow a conversation to continue even when all hope is lost. This is why my generation sucks at conversation, because we have no emoticons to pull out of thin air. We have to use our face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Needles that prevent cervical cancer. No matter how much they kill my arm.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nice teachers that say "Hello, Little Miss" as I walk through the door.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being able to study Crime Fiction in English class.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stingrays. I don't know why.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Books. All types.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guitars&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;GETTING $40 IN THE MAIL! Hooray! That means shopping though. Which means Tree of Life and JayJays clothes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maple Syrup&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s246.photobucket.com/albums/gg107/fyrespryte62/?action=view&amp;amp;current=johnny-depp-no-dear-boy-im-still-th.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 337px; height: 159px;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg107/fyrespryte62/johnny-depp-no-dear-boy-im-still-th.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and Jack Sparrow. I'm grateful for him.&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/2485042657610389715-7184532804409339123?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/7184532804409339123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=7184532804409339123&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/7184532804409339123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/7184532804409339123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-grateful-list.html' title='my gratitude list. (idea stolen from lisa)'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-5618654133159368145</id><published>2008-10-29T16:40:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T16:55:18.200+11:00</updated><title type='text'>horrible.</title><content type='html'>horrible.&lt;br /&gt;horrible.&lt;br /&gt;horrible day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was one of those days where I wish I had a large sound-proof room where I could scream loudly and no-one would hear me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've realised I hate Disney Princesses. They sit around, waiting for someone to come along and save them.&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't Snow White get rid of her own evil step mother?&lt;br /&gt;Ariel had to get the evil sea-witch Ursula (who I happen to love) to get rid of her tail. Why would she even do that though!? I've always wished I was a mermaid.&lt;br /&gt;Cinderella only found her prince using the Fairy Godmother (who I also happen to love) and even then he had to search the kingdom for someone with the exact same shoe size as the glass slipper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/disney%20princesses" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 288px; height: 215px;" src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f303/ChristaCat12/Disney/Disney_Fairy_Tales_Couples_by_Ciro1.jpg" alt="Princesses and their Princes Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this really the message we want to be sending young children?!&lt;br /&gt;Geez, I am in a weird mood.&lt;br /&gt;I like Belle though. The one that couldn't keep her head out of a book. The one that fell in love with the beast even when he was so ugly and scary.&lt;br /&gt;And I actually really like 'Sleeping Beauty'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-5618654133159368145?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/5618654133159368145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=5618654133159368145&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/5618654133159368145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/5618654133159368145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2008/10/horrible.html' title='horrible.'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f303/ChristaCat12/Disney/th_Disney_Fairy_Tales_Couples_by_Ciro1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-8798643397862235432</id><published>2008-10-25T20:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T17:57:01.687+11:00</updated><title type='text'>About Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SQLt-kPJRVI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Q7zDUL1GN_Q/s1600-h/wicca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SQLt-kPJRVI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Q7zDUL1GN_Q/s320/wicca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261028973857031506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My full name- Bianca Rose&lt;br /&gt;- Age - 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Height - 170&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Natural hair colour- brunette&lt;br /&gt;- Eye colour - brown/green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Number of siblings - 1 sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Glasses/contacts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; - Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Piercings - Just the ears for now... (scared mum?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tattoos - Not yet... but mum and I are planning on getting matching ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- FAVOURITE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Colour- Deep green and purple&lt;br /&gt;- Band - Disturbed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Song - Touched; by Vast, Guarded; by Disturbed, I Stand Alone; Godsmack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Stuffed animal - My bear that is 17 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Video game - Guitar Hero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SQLxoke3QMI/AAAAAAAAABY/YUwtcStJc_g/s1600-h/Picture+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 157px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SQLxoke3QMI/AAAAAAAAABY/YUwtcStJc_g/s320/Picture+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261032994012348610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- TV show - Criminal Minds and Bones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Movie - Death at a Funeral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Book - 'Perfume' and 'Angels and Demons'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Food - TIRAMISU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Flower- Lillies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Scent - When we make bread and the whole house fills with the smell of fresh bread. I'm hungry all of a sudden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Animal - Turtle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Cartoon- Spongebob. Hands down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- DO YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Play an instrument? Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Watch TV more than 60 hours a week? No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SQLwyWQO31I/AAAAAAAAABI/CNu_eszFyh4/s1600-h/BIANCA+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 177px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SQLwyWQO31I/AAAAAAAAABI/CNu_eszFyh4/s320/BIANCA+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261032062479949650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like to sing? Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have a cell phone? Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like to play sports? Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have a boyfriend? No&lt;br /&gt;Have a crush on someone? Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Live somewhere NOT in the united states? YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have more than 5 TVs in your house? No&lt;br /&gt;Have any special talents/skills? I can lay on my stomach and get my feet to touch my nose. My art teacher said she had never seen my skill in anyone my age. I can now sail a boat by myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have any faults? I can never make up my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SQLxKyiDovI/AAAAAAAAABQ/RMAaVczI974/s1600-h/Bianca1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 272px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SQLxKyiDovI/AAAAAAAAABQ/RMAaVczI974/s320/Bianca1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261032482387763954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exercise daily? Sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Speak any other languages? Ya, bagus sekali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Go a day without food? I think I must have at some point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stay up for more than 24 hours? Never, but I am planning to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Read music, not just tabs? Yep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Roll your tongue? Yes&lt;br /&gt;Eat a whole pizza? Haha, yes. More than once too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;– HAVE YOU EVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Seen a shooting star? Yes&lt;br /&gt;Been to any other countries besides the united states? Canada, Vanuatu, Australia obviously...&lt;br /&gt;Had surgery? Yep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stolen something important to someone else? No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gone out in public in your pajamas? Welcome to my childhood...&lt;br /&gt;Been arrested? No&lt;br /&gt;Done drugs? Nothing illegal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Laughed and had milk come out of your nose? No...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pushed all the buttons on an elevator? No! Argh, I must do that one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Been in love? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Been to a casino? No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SQLybqqesqI/AAAAAAAAABg/hW2vJeo3FQc/s1600-h/pensive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SQLybqqesqI/AAAAAAAAABg/hW2vJeo3FQc/s320/pensive.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261033871845012130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ran over an animal and killed it? No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Broken a bone? Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gotten stitches? Yes&lt;br /&gt;Gone skinny dipping in winter? No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Made homemade muffins? Ok, why is this on here? Everyone should have made muffins at least once.&lt;br /&gt;Been to niagra falls? No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHENS THE LAST TIME YOU...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Brushed your teeth - This morning&lt;br /&gt;Saw A Movie In Theaters - A month ago?&lt;br /&gt;Read a book - I just finished 'Twilight' then.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the grocery store - I haven't been in ages. Maybe a week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Got sick - A month ago, maybe?&lt;br /&gt;Cursed – Today when Jacqui and I capsized the boat and the mast got stuck in the mud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PICK ONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fruit/vegetables - Fruit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SQLzAChKyCI/AAAAAAAAABo/gmgqrieVY74/s1600-h/l_4f9020b6c8f965e6be3603d16825c868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SQLzAChKyCI/AAAAAAAAABo/gmgqrieVY74/s320/l_4f9020b6c8f965e6be3603d16825c868.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261034496723699746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Black/white - Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lights on/lights off - Off&lt;br /&gt;TV/movie - Movie&lt;br /&gt;Car/truck - Truck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Body spray/lotion - Lotion...&lt;br /&gt;Pillows/blankets - A blanket. I can't sleep unless I have a heavy blanket.&lt;br /&gt;Headache/stomach ache - Stomach&lt;br /&gt;Paint/charcoal - Charcoal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chinese food/mexican food - Mexican&lt;br /&gt;Summer/winter - Winter&lt;br /&gt;Snow/rain - Rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fog/misty - Misty&lt;br /&gt;Rock/rap - ROCK!&lt;br /&gt;Meat/vegetarian - vegetarian&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate/vanilla - Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Sprinkles/icing - Icing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SQL1zqrx6gI/AAAAAAAAACI/USCSrOtpvBU/s1600-h/000_1434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SQL1zqrx6gI/AAAAAAAAACI/USCSrOtpvBU/s320/000_1434.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261037582702209538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cake/pie - Cake, or possible lemon meringue pie.&lt;br /&gt;French toast/french fries - French toast, with strawberries and maple syrup.&lt;br /&gt;Strawberries/blueberries - Strawberries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ocean/swimming pool - Ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hugs/kisses - Hugs&lt;br /&gt;Cookies/muffins - Muffins&lt;br /&gt;Moon/mars - Moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FRIENDSHIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have you ever been in love? No&lt;br /&gt;Are you single? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Are you in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe there is someone for everyone? 'Yes. In some cases there are two people for the one person. I like to call this the jackpot.' Dodgeball= Incredibly funny movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SQL1zejyM8I/AAAAAAAAACA/56GKEUp7bbs/s1600-h/Image040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SQL1zejyM8I/AAAAAAAAACA/56GKEUp7bbs/s320/Image040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261037579447448514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What is your idea of the best date?A walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you think love is a load of shit? Nope. Well, sometimes it feels like it is. And there is no way I understand any of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WORD ASSOCIATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Free - Ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Space - Japan (Ok, I know this is a weird answer but I remember doing some assignment on how people in Japan and very little understanding of personal space.)&lt;br /&gt;Taste - Smell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Red - Heart&lt;br /&gt;Deep - Cave&lt;br /&gt;Heart - Beat&lt;br /&gt;Rain - Happiness&lt;br /&gt;Bed - Sleep&lt;br /&gt;Jump - Fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;am - happy&lt;br /&gt;want - understanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SQL1yme6aSI/AAAAAAAAABw/JKKfu6Omav0/s1600-h/japanese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SQL1yme6aSI/AAAAAAAAABw/JKKfu6Omav0/s320/japanese.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261037564394629410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;need - sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;crave - sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;love - my cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hate - confusion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;feel - tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;miss - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;year 7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;am annoyed by - stupid people that resemble slinkys&lt;br /&gt;would rather -  be swimming&lt;br /&gt;am tired of - being tired&lt;br /&gt;will always - learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SILLY STUFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favourite genre of music? hard rock&lt;br /&gt;What time is it now? 8.49&lt;br /&gt;What day is it? Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whens the last time you called someone? 8 this morning.&lt;br /&gt;How much money do you have right now? $40 in the mail. Ask me how...&lt;br /&gt;Are you hungry? YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SQL1zzLSu1I/AAAAAAAAACQ/uQqdrJLYy4k/s1600-h/GOTH%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 257px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SQL1zzLSu1I/AAAAAAAAACQ/uQqdrJLYy4k/s320/GOTH%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261037584981867346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you like parades? Some of them&lt;br /&gt;Do you like the moon? I LOVE the Moon.&lt;br /&gt;What are you going to do when youre done with this? Eat possibly.&lt;br /&gt;If you could have any magical power what would it be? The ability to read minds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have you ever had a picnic? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DO YOU THINK YOU ARE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny? yes&lt;br /&gt;pretty? depending on who I am with.&lt;br /&gt;sarcastic? yes&lt;br /&gt;lazy? yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hyper? yes&lt;br /&gt;friendly? yes&lt;br /&gt;evil? not intentionally&lt;br /&gt;smart? yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;strong? yes&lt;br /&gt;talented? yes&lt;br /&gt;dorky? yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SQL2xkaWU8I/AAAAAAAAACY/AlW1KeB7dtg/s1600-h/000_1474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SQL2xkaWU8I/AAAAAAAAACY/AlW1KeB7dtg/s320/000_1474.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261038646170375106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WOULD YOU EVER...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sky dive? If I ever got over my fear of falling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Play strip &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;poker? Possibly.&lt;br /&gt;Run away? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Not take a shower for a week? I would, but I would prefer not too, considering my hair.&lt;br /&gt;Ask someone out? I would.&lt;br /&gt;Visit a foreign country for more than a month? Definitely.&lt;br /&gt;Go scuba diving? Definitely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Write a book? I'm already starting to write a book. A crime fiction based on my insane dream.&lt;br /&gt;Become a rockstar? Defintely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-8798643397862235432?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/8798643397862235432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=8798643397862235432&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/8798643397862235432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/8798643397862235432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2008/10/about-me.html' title='About Me'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/SQLt-kPJRVI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Q7zDUL1GN_Q/s72-c/wicca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-8201563795399515842</id><published>2008-10-20T20:07:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T21:16:30.928+11:00</updated><title type='text'>67 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s246.photobucket.com/albums/gg107/fyrespryte62/?action=view&amp;amp;current=nothappy-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg107/fyrespryte62/nothappy-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that fish.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I am so happy at the moment. I've managed to get rid of the things and people that bring my mood down and now i am surrounding myself in happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Like swimming in a big pool of happiness or something.&lt;br /&gt;It's good.&lt;br /&gt;People need to do it more often.&lt;br /&gt;I see so many people constantly complaining about how much their life sucks, and yet they don't realise that sometimes with a few simple changes, life can be better...&lt;br /&gt;Happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67 days.&lt;br /&gt;I must start writing Christmas cards soon. I always fill one side of the card with how much that person means to me. That seems to be why my friends have kept their Christmas cards from me since year 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-8201563795399515842?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/8201563795399515842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=8201563795399515842&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/8201563795399515842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/8201563795399515842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2008/10/67-days.html' title='67 days'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2485042657610389715.post-4284918139647317378</id><published>2008-10-19T16:27:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T17:05:29.165+11:00</updated><title type='text'>68 days.</title><content type='html'>68 days until Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;I've been completing online surveys and so far I have gotten $60 worth of gift vouchers for Westfield, but there are so many other prizes (petrol vouchers, mobile credit etc). I'm trying to get more at moment, for Christmas. I am so excited for Christmas, I love that the energy of the Earth seems to change.&lt;br /&gt;If anyone wants the link to these online surveys, just let me know and I can email you a referral :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need something to focus my attention on. A painting or a sketch. It probably should be art assignment but I hate painting to fit someone else's  requirement. I always have to be different it seems, even if that means I am only satisfied with my idea 3 weeks after the rest of the class. I now have 8 sheets of black cardboard that need painting. Hooray.&lt;br /&gt;My last artistic endeavour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s246.photobucket.com/albums/gg107/fyrespryte62/?action=view&amp;amp;current=goddess2-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg107/fyrespryte62/goddess2-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to do the "Who are you?" assignment for Rose Cottage and I'm realising I don't actually know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2485042657610389715-4284918139647317378?l=fyrespryte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/feeds/4284918139647317378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2485042657610389715&amp;postID=4284918139647317378&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/4284918139647317378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2485042657610389715/posts/default/4284918139647317378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fyrespryte.blogspot.com/2008/10/68-days.html' title='68 days.'/><author><name>bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05279548926902000700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NCAoiHausy0/TKF49EgPudI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JjSmGhPJOU4/S220/l_1c8ead99a5ee4d908da5004f2332166d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
