<?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-4899367973725082818</id><updated>2012-01-12T07:04:47.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'>all of my dreams they fall like rain...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04774920933439803204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SgcV201RVXI/AAAAAAAAAjo/9Xw8lVjP5SI/S220/IMGP3782.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899367973725082818.post-686349889081770752</id><published>2010-04-11T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T10:07:50.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More of my art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/S8IBZ1qH86I/AAAAAAAAArw/NB67exzidYg/s1600/4382206060_0bbbd43e09.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/S8IBZ1qH86I/AAAAAAAAArw/NB67exzidYg/s400/4382206060_0bbbd43e09.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458927241738580898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;''Miranda beyond the hanging rock''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/S8IBScaVOGI/AAAAAAAAAro/8C0LZfeM7Y0/s1600/4381409479_14c19bee25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/S8IBScaVOGI/AAAAAAAAAro/8C0LZfeM7Y0/s400/4381409479_14c19bee25.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458927114702370914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;''&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My sister and the rocks''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/S8IBHjlJ6sI/AAAAAAAAArg/kt3p7dwVELI/s1600/4447922786_4ee9b2ee8e_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/S8IBHjlJ6sI/AAAAAAAAArg/kt3p7dwVELI/s400/4447922786_4ee9b2ee8e_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458926927648254658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;''Morning Coffee''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4899367973725082818-686349889081770752?l=pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/686349889081770752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2010/04/more-of-my-art.html#comment-form' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/686349889081770752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/686349889081770752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2010/04/more-of-my-art.html' title='More of my art'/><author><name>constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04774920933439803204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SgcV201RVXI/AAAAAAAAAjo/9Xw8lVjP5SI/S220/IMGP3782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/S8IBZ1qH86I/AAAAAAAAArw/NB67exzidYg/s72-c/4382206060_0bbbd43e09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899367973725082818.post-1161320743375208925</id><published>2010-02-11T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T05:08:01.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>beauty fades</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/S3QA-lGhNwI/AAAAAAAAArY/EqqL0zh5zzE/s1600-h/tumblr_kxn9xbqX3t1qb3n51o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/S3QA-lGhNwI/AAAAAAAAArY/EqqL0zh5zzE/s400/tumblr_kxn9xbqX3t1qb3n51o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436971725254375170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/S3QA4jM8TwI/AAAAAAAAArQ/xepSvhWs-0Y/s1600-h/tumblr_kxh8mdAcfo1qb3n51o1_500.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/S3QA4jM8TwI/AAAAAAAAArQ/xepSvhWs-0Y/s400/tumblr_kxh8mdAcfo1qb3n51o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436971621665230594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/S3QAyTT6c1I/AAAAAAAAArI/jX2yvvEQyEU/s1600-h/tumblr_kxh8j9Jp0g1qb3n51o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/S3QAyTT6c1I/AAAAAAAAArI/jX2yvvEQyEU/s400/tumblr_kxh8j9Jp0g1qb3n51o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436971514320286546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/S3QArkVPmjI/AAAAAAAAArA/jOjJtgMNtr4/s1600-h/4195009618_6ce99f4db6_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/S3QArkVPmjI/AAAAAAAAArA/jOjJtgMNtr4/s400/4195009618_6ce99f4db6_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436971398630185522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4899367973725082818-1161320743375208925?l=pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/1161320743375208925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2010/02/beauty-fades.html#comment-form' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/1161320743375208925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/1161320743375208925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2010/02/beauty-fades.html' title='beauty fades'/><author><name>constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04774920933439803204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SgcV201RVXI/AAAAAAAAAjo/9Xw8lVjP5SI/S220/IMGP3782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/S3QA-lGhNwI/AAAAAAAAArY/EqqL0zh5zzE/s72-c/tumblr_kxn9xbqX3t1qb3n51o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899367973725082818.post-1447626833816310385</id><published>2009-12-23T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T10:08:21.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gone are the days of rainbows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SzJZUI1Da0I/AAAAAAAAAq4/sNA9YGxf_LI/s1600-h/IMGP6008.JPG_effected-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SzJZUI1Da0I/AAAAAAAAAq4/sNA9YGxf_LI/s400/IMGP6008.JPG_effected-001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418491504182389570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Berlin was like wearing warm clothes the whole time, feeling the cold wind against your cheeks, seeing countless of bare trees with fairy lights on them, visiting every christmas market that was on your way, sharing pink cigarettes. Berlin was like eating crepes in Kreuzberg and lingering at the beautiful people passing by. Berlin was like being in a metro station after hours and singing along with two street musicians bob dylan songs... and falling in love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss these...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(Photo taken by me. Unfortunately, I don't have much time post more pictures. If you're interested, though, to see more of my work from berlin visit my flickr photostream)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Merry Christmas dear friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4899367973725082818-1447626833816310385?l=pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/1447626833816310385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/12/gone-are-days-of-rainbows.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/1447626833816310385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/1447626833816310385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/12/gone-are-days-of-rainbows.html' title='gone are the days of rainbows'/><author><name>constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04774920933439803204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SgcV201RVXI/AAAAAAAAAjo/9Xw8lVjP5SI/S220/IMGP3782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SzJZUI1Da0I/AAAAAAAAAq4/sNA9YGxf_LI/s72-c/IMGP6008.JPG_effected-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899367973725082818.post-8662476130927734889</id><published>2009-10-27T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T13:05:59.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah we're lonely, we're romantic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;People usually ignore the strange and the unusual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;I am myself strange and unusual...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss the smell of rain. I wish for pink cigarettes. I dream of pumpkin lanterns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And what if the moon wasn't earth's satellite but a huge shiny ball that a little man had to hang on the sky. And what if someone killed that little man?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SudKjMVU7eI/AAAAAAAAAqw/OLs2-7xS8Iw/s1600-h/IMGP5418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SudKjMVU7eI/AAAAAAAAAqw/OLs2-7xS8Iw/s400/IMGP5418.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397364646893383138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;A small list of films I'd like to watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;''Sherlock Jr.'' by Buster Keaton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;''The Red Shoes''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;''Days of Heaven'' by Terrence Mallick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;''La Jete'' by Chris Marker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;''Orpheas'' by Jean Cocteau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;''The Reflecting Skin'' by Phillip Ridley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;''The Long Day Closes'' by Terence Davies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;''Alphaville'' by Jean Luc Goddard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;''In the Company of Wolves'' by Neil Jordan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Any other suggestions are very welcome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SudH141XkKI/AAAAAAAAAqo/mJauR6YFP9s/s1600-h/3965219049_7223067dda.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SudH141XkKI/AAAAAAAAAqo/mJauR6YFP9s/s400/3965219049_7223067dda.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397361669541695650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My dream trip is a trip to the Antarctic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That place is the dreamiest...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;''Winter dreams the same dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;You can never hold back spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;even though you've lost your way...''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everybody has a world of their own. Mine is full secrets and rain and dust, full of hats and small cafes, full of mystery and love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's yours like?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this is me, sad-eyed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SudHIufon9I/AAAAAAAAAqg/iQTDg7DORXQ/s1600-h/3977400317_4f3ed14ba3.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SudHIufon9I/AAAAAAAAAqg/iQTDg7DORXQ/s400/3977400317_4f3ed14ba3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397360893672071122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(All photos are taken by me. They look extremely bad on blogspot though)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Au revoir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4899367973725082818-8662476130927734889?l=pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8662476130927734889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/10/ah-were-lonely-were-romantic.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/8662476130927734889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/8662476130927734889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/10/ah-were-lonely-were-romantic.html' title='Ah we&apos;re lonely, we&apos;re romantic'/><author><name>constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04774920933439803204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SgcV201RVXI/AAAAAAAAAjo/9Xw8lVjP5SI/S220/IMGP3782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SudKjMVU7eI/AAAAAAAAAqw/OLs2-7xS8Iw/s72-c/IMGP5418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899367973725082818.post-1396881337373977262</id><published>2009-09-29T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T06:18:32.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Color my life with chaos of trouble...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SsIBJvflgwI/AAAAAAAAAqY/qTCK3wn_ZO0/s1600-h/3943760951_0356088e14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SsIBJvflgwI/AAAAAAAAAqY/qTCK3wn_ZO0/s400/3943760951_0356088e14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386869371167933186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Updating the blog, finally! God, I haven't been around here for such a long time... Really my life is pretty miserable these days, I do nothing but studying, or trying to study. My mind is filled with numbers and physics, and I'm not even sure if  I really want to get into architecture. I feel tired and weak and confused and I fear that in couple of months I'll feel nothing, that I wont be able see what's beautiful and what's not, I fear that I'll become one of those people I always hated. People, with no interests, personality and ideas... Oh, you damned greek educational system, you're going to turn me into a freak!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SsIBCWjmKsI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/iuRV7m_RWek/s1600-h/3944536196_5317153329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SsIBCWjmKsI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/iuRV7m_RWek/s400/3944536196_5317153329.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386869244214782658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I'm relatively uninspired these days but I thought it would be cool to share some of my current favorite things and people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't stop liking: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;Jan Svankmayer's and Michel Gondry's short films, coffee (I officially drink two cups every day!), the fact that I no longer smoke- not that I smoked a lot in the past but I pretty liked it, drawing in ink, Joseph Gordon Levitt (just watch 500 days of summer and you'll understand, german expressionism, the replacements and basically every post-punk, 80s alternative band...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm also going to Berlin in December with school, probably, if we get a permission (swine flu!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I soooooo hope that we go because traveling and photography the only things that make me truly happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SsIA7YLD3aI/AAAAAAAAAqI/visnrwYF3sg/s1600-h/3943755215_1b03591a8b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SsIA7YLD3aI/AAAAAAAAAqI/visnrwYF3sg/s400/3943755215_1b03591a8b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386869124389658018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you're all well and happy and I'm really sorry that I haven't been checking your blogs. And also, a huge thank you to all the people who followed and commented on blog. Even if I haven't commented back, I want you to know that I really appreciate your support!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.s: Photos are all taken by me. they're very old though and shot in film. I use almost exclusively film now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.s 2: I promise I'll post photos from berlin here, if I finally go there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Au revoir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4899367973725082818-1396881337373977262?l=pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/1396881337373977262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/09/color-my-life-with-chaos-of-trouble.html#comment-form' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/1396881337373977262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/1396881337373977262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/09/color-my-life-with-chaos-of-trouble.html' title='Color my life with chaos of trouble...'/><author><name>constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04774920933439803204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SgcV201RVXI/AAAAAAAAAjo/9Xw8lVjP5SI/S220/IMGP3782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SsIBJvflgwI/AAAAAAAAAqY/qTCK3wn_ZO0/s72-c/3943760951_0356088e14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899367973725082818.post-5373295963088466264</id><published>2009-07-19T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T09:32:14.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What she found and saw in Paris, Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;First of all, I'm so very sorry for my long absence. This blog hasn't been updated for almost a  month and it's not because I'm running out of things to say and share. It's just the fact that too many things have been bothering my mind the last few weeks so I wasn't really in the mood of posting something here or visiting other blogs. The truth is that this post will probably be last one for a couple of months or so. I'll be on holiday in August and when I return, I must throw myself into my studies and that's a really hard but also really essential thing for me to do, so as to get into university. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, let's move on to more enjoyable and appealing stuff. As I promised on my previous post, more photos from the city of light:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SmM0pXPad6I/AAAAAAAAAqA/bDJqyV4FSjM/s1600-h/IMGP4278.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SmM0pXPad6I/AAAAAAAAAqA/bDJqyV4FSjM/s400/IMGP4278.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360185866718967714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SmMz9g_oPXI/AAAAAAAAAp4/ZR_eioT06So/s1600-h/IMGP4238.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SmMz9g_oPXI/AAAAAAAAAp4/ZR_eioT06So/s400/IMGP4238.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360185113422871922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SmMzAy6O4WI/AAAAAAAAApw/WbWjlq-d3ds/s1600-h/IMGP4306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SmMzAy6O4WI/AAAAAAAAApw/WbWjlq-d3ds/s400/IMGP4306.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360184070260056418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SmMxhwytTVI/AAAAAAAAApo/Flk8Ux3FGtc/s1600-h/IMGP4681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SmMxhwytTVI/AAAAAAAAApo/Flk8Ux3FGtc/s400/IMGP4681.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360182437604052306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sure you'll wonder what is this. This my dear friends is a tiny little theatre I accidentally discovered, when wandering around Monmarte. I also met the actor and got photographed with them but unfortunately the photo turned out really blurry. Urgghhh mama...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SmMwm6Rm13I/AAAAAAAAApg/ZvSxE6YWXXc/s1600-h/IMGP4682.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SmMwm6Rm13I/AAAAAAAAApg/ZvSxE6YWXXc/s400/IMGP4682.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360181426537289586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...and this is the inside of the theatre. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A small stage, shiny curtains, colorful lighting and only six seats!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SmMvZLiEimI/AAAAAAAAApY/zqxFX2vxcp8/s1600-h/IMGP4361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SmMvZLiEimI/AAAAAAAAApY/zqxFX2vxcp8/s400/IMGP4361.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360180091139951202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SmMuOkN3IxI/AAAAAAAAApQ/26JfmsKoJgU/s1600-h/IMGP4624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SmMuOkN3IxI/AAAAAAAAApQ/26JfmsKoJgU/s400/IMGP4624.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360178809275884306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SmMtyofVOKI/AAAAAAAAApI/I1tdAud9eM8/s1600-h/IMGP4348.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SmMtyofVOKI/AAAAAAAAApI/I1tdAud9eM8/s400/IMGP4348.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360178329386563746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SmMs0M7dQ0I/AAAAAAAAApA/53e7B7IU8eI/s1600-h/IMGP4147.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SmMs0M7dQ0I/AAAAAAAAApA/53e7B7IU8eI/s400/IMGP4147.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360177256836449090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SmMsCfmmRrI/AAAAAAAAAo4/ZjWXV8ipc5c/s1600-h/IMGP4248.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SmMsCfmmRrI/AAAAAAAAAo4/ZjWXV8ipc5c/s400/IMGP4248.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360176402855773874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;'' There's a city in my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;come along and take that ride''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That was all, it's very little, very very little I know. I hope you understand and I also promise that I'll try to post here once in a while, maybe more regular than that, maybe once in a month or two. But be sure that'll drop by and check out your blogs because they're always so inspirational...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Au revoir dearies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/4899367973725082818-5373295963088466264?l=pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/5373295963088466264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-she-found-and-saw-in-paris-part-2.html#comment-form' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/5373295963088466264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/5373295963088466264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-she-found-and-saw-in-paris-part-2.html' title='What she found and saw in Paris, Part 2'/><author><name>constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04774920933439803204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SgcV201RVXI/AAAAAAAAAjo/9Xw8lVjP5SI/S220/IMGP3782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SmM0pXPad6I/AAAAAAAAAqA/bDJqyV4FSjM/s72-c/IMGP4278.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899367973725082818.post-5090795621208744194</id><published>2009-06-24T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T08:24:45.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What she found and saw in Paris, Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SkIxnl998cI/AAAAAAAAAoY/0rK_yjcMbNo/s1600-h/3655131318_77151ccd41.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SkIxnl998cI/AAAAAAAAAoY/0rK_yjcMbNo/s400/3655131318_77151ccd41.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350893863546253762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The carousel near the Eiffel Tower. I hated the Eiffel Tower surroundings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there were so many tourists there who came to Paris just to get their picture &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;taken in front of it. But the carousel was magical! I didn't ride on it, though, as I'm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a little old for that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SkImwAZR-7I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/iKXTEaFNZTU/s1600-h/3657094524_c3923491ba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SkImwAZR-7I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/iKXTEaFNZTU/s400/3657094524_c3923491ba.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350881913451183026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is one of my favorite photographs. Taken on a lovely street in Quartier Latin, full of little food shops, bakeries and color. I wish I could transfer all the smells to you...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SkIlhhi49HI/AAAAAAAAAoI/BtsDt3fDfZ8/s1600-h/IMGP4433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SkIlhhi49HI/AAAAAAAAAoI/BtsDt3fDfZ8/s400/IMGP4433.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350880565140190322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Inside the Opera. I call it '' The Magic Mirror''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SkIkVDqFp1I/AAAAAAAAAoA/4JPV1nOtYA8/s1600-h/IMGP4497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SkIkVDqFp1I/AAAAAAAAAoA/4JPV1nOtYA8/s400/IMGP4497.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350879251447261010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some chairs in Napoleon's apartments...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SkIjE56Mi8I/AAAAAAAAAn4/ZnX606iphs0/s1600-h/IMGP4659.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SkIjE56Mi8I/AAAAAAAAAn4/ZnX606iphs0/s400/IMGP4659.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350877874440932290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Picasso Museum. He's one of my least favorite artists and so I found the building much more fascinating than his works! Those colored windows were beautiful and it had that peculiar mirror outside, that made you look like a figure who step out of his paintings. Just genius!...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SkIiKf3MP6I/AAAAAAAAAnw/SEQiVjPoseQ/s1600-h/IMGP4363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SkIiKf3MP6I/AAAAAAAAAnw/SEQiVjPoseQ/s400/IMGP4363.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350876871016595362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A vegetarian restaurant in Monmarte. There where only three tables inside...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SkIhqYbW0UI/AAAAAAAAAno/3Q5pcMS0EzI/s1600-h/3654318581_66b5762308.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SkIhqYbW0UI/AAAAAAAAAno/3Q5pcMS0EzI/s400/3654318581_66b5762308.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350876319264985410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This very famous fountain next to Centre Pompidou. Does anyone knows how it is called because I always forget the name?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SkIhJ-MBjKI/AAAAAAAAAng/gxfu506Tu08/s1600-h/IMGP4380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SkIhJ-MBjKI/AAAAAAAAAng/gxfu506Tu08/s400/IMGP4380.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350875762465541282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A beautiful dress in the Opera again. I took so many pictures there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SkIgyJNPc_I/AAAAAAAAAnY/d3VtTPJuwWQ/s1600-h/3654275493_23544ea628.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SkIgyJNPc_I/AAAAAAAAAnY/d3VtTPJuwWQ/s400/3654275493_23544ea628.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350875353106576370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Canal St. Martin. The place where Amelie threw stones to relax herself and probably the most interesting and lively place in Paris nowadays! You can find lots of young parisians there wearing quirky outfits, drinking cocktails in plastic glasses and listening to awesome street bands who play there for free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SkIglgxszKI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/noA_qeEhceo/s1600-h/3654326831_85baf986d0.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SkIglgxszKI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/noA_qeEhceo/s400/3654326831_85baf986d0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350875136095210658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abandoned marionettes in front of Centre Pompidou. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Someone really cruel left them alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SkIgKICX5pI/AAAAAAAAAnI/DGpK-7-edO0/s1600-h/IMGP4503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SkIgKICX5pI/AAAAAAAAAnI/DGpK-7-edO0/s400/IMGP4503.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350874665597789842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Flowers, lots of flowers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...and me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SkIdaSKI1II/AAAAAAAAAnA/aRyvozQtiGI/s1600-h/IMGP4675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SkIdaSKI1II/AAAAAAAAAnA/aRyvozQtiGI/s400/IMGP4675.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350871644657734786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eating a pastry from heaven's place on earth, also known as Laduree!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was on a kind of a macaron diet in Paris. I still am actually as I brought&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;plenty of them home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;First post about Paris, more to be expected within the next weeks! I'm back home now but my  mind still wanders around the city of light...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope you had a good time too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Au revoir!&lt;/span&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/4899367973725082818-5090795621208744194?l=pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/5090795621208744194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-she-found-and-saw-in-paris-part-1.html#comment-form' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/5090795621208744194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/5090795621208744194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-she-found-and-saw-in-paris-part-1.html' title='What she found and saw in Paris, Part 1'/><author><name>constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04774920933439803204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SgcV201RVXI/AAAAAAAAAjo/9Xw8lVjP5SI/S220/IMGP3782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SkIxnl998cI/AAAAAAAAAoY/0rK_yjcMbNo/s72-c/3655131318_77151ccd41.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899367973725082818.post-719142741594022261</id><published>2009-05-26T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T13:07:11.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How the world slips by so fast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/ShxCsMcB17I/AAAAAAAAAm4/S4HaCM24vH0/s1600-h/3567515494_eab79840eb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 362px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/ShxCsMcB17I/AAAAAAAAAm4/S4HaCM24vH0/s400/3567515494_eab79840eb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340216585175029682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It looks like I have a lot of teacups...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I learned how to make and bake cherry pies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They're delicious !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I might travel to Paris in June for four or five days. I've been planning this trip since last year but it didn't happen! I hope it happens this time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PJ Harvey and Great Lake Swimmers are my current music obsessions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Robert Mitchum in ''The Night of the Hunter'' is so so inspirational!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/ShxCkzxjWfI/AAAAAAAAAmw/v-w8xqeUpbc/s1600-h/3567034983_ee044a5eb5.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/ShxCkzxjWfI/AAAAAAAAAmw/v-w8xqeUpbc/s400/3567034983_ee044a5eb5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340216458295335410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The lovely &lt;a href="http://sparklesandcrumbs.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pixie July&lt;/a&gt; gave my blog an a award which I completely forgot about!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is why I didn't post it BUT  I promise I will in the next post!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I decided that this particular chapter in Alice in Wonderland, ''Advice from a Caterpillar'' is my favorite one! He's by far the coolest character on the book!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;''Who are you?''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;''I-I hardly know sir just at present- at least I know who I was when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;'' What do you mean by that? Explain yourself!''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;''I can't explain myself, I'm afraid sir, because I'm not myself you see''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;'' I do NOT see!''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also have a &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/constancetheoblivious/"&gt;flickr photostream&lt;/a&gt; now. Add me if you fancy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/ShxCWUHBV7I/AAAAAAAAAmo/frCwRratE6Y/s1600-h/3567039485_9d25d3a331.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/ShxCWUHBV7I/AAAAAAAAAmo/frCwRratE6Y/s400/3567039485_9d25d3a331.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340216209277278130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, I'm so sorry for this very short post, but the final school exams have taken away a great amount of my energy, my inspiration and my time. I promise I'll post soon  and more interesting things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Au revoir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4899367973725082818-719142741594022261?l=pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/719142741594022261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-world-slips-by-so-fast.html#comment-form' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/719142741594022261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/719142741594022261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-world-slips-by-so-fast.html' title='How the world slips by so fast'/><author><name>constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04774920933439803204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SgcV201RVXI/AAAAAAAAAjo/9Xw8lVjP5SI/S220/IMGP3782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/ShxCsMcB17I/AAAAAAAAAm4/S4HaCM24vH0/s72-c/3567515494_eab79840eb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899367973725082818.post-1857673439495611821</id><published>2009-05-11T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T10:15:47.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, sweet smell of success, handle me with care</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I found her on a night of fire and noise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Wild bells rang in a wild sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SggztcnBf3I/AAAAAAAAAmY/oTH_eFqog90/s1600-h/IMGP3790.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 367px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SggztcnBf3I/AAAAAAAAAmY/oTH_eFqog90/s400/IMGP3790.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334570614487351154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I knew from that moment on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I'll love her till the day that I died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SggzULbFQ6I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/RMu1jYycYp0/s1600-h/IMGP3814.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SggzULbFQ6I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/RMu1jYycYp0/s400/IMGP3814.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334570180377133986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;And I kissed away a thousand tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;my lady of the various sorrows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Some begged, some borrowed, some stolen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/Sggy8z_FlJI/AAAAAAAAAmI/gifXrWYXiik/s1600-h/IMGP3811.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/Sggy8z_FlJI/AAAAAAAAAmI/gifXrWYXiik/s400/IMGP3811.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334569778948707474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;... some kept safe till tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SggygVpMrLI/AAAAAAAAAmA/wrQrsBXl_AU/s1600-h/IMGP3826.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SggygVpMrLI/AAAAAAAAAmA/wrQrsBXl_AU/s400/IMGP3826.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334569289767496882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;On an endless night, silver star spangled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;The bells from the chapel went jingle-jangle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Do you love me? Do you love me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/Sggx23if0NI/AAAAAAAAAl4/YVzZjNKzjyI/s1600-h/IMGP3838.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/Sggx23if0NI/AAAAAAAAAl4/YVzZjNKzjyI/s400/IMGP3838.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334568577311690962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Do you love me? Do you love me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SggxNq0L0fI/AAAAAAAAAlw/WPI2GGorypA/s1600-h/IMGP3839.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SggxNq0L0fI/AAAAAAAAAlw/WPI2GGorypA/s400/IMGP3839.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334567869521580530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Like I love you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Photos by me and words by Nick Cave. It's the first time I did self-portraits (I dare say it was harder than I expected but oh well I'm still inexperienced!). It's also the first time I wore my new pair of lace tights...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I watched, rewatched actually, Peter Weir's ''Picnic at Hanging Rock'' last week and it was beyond perfect and so so so beautiful. It was just one of those movies which have a world of their own and they invite you to get lost into it. I'm not going to give any plot details, I don't think it's necessary, the only thing I have to say in addition is  that everyone should watch it, or rewatch it and discover something new!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh! and a quote:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;''What we see and what we seem are but a dream within a dream''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SggwpCjLnWI/AAAAAAAAAlo/eCv-TvD_qsQ/s1600-h/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFjNxcmhEU2dfM2hHUmE0OTMxNXhOeGcAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SggwpCjLnWI/AAAAAAAAAlo/eCv-TvD_qsQ/s320/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFjNxcmhEU2dfM2hHUmE0OTMxNXhOeGcAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334567240237555042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My current favorite album: '' Traveling Wilburys, Vol. 1'' by the Traveling Wilburys. Two days ago I didn't even know that once was a band, in which among others, Bob Dylan and Roy Orbison were members and SANG together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How about spending an evening with the beatniks?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SggwM0bM_OI/AAAAAAAAAlY/AvzL9c3Pd38/s1600-h/beatnik460pq9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SggwM0bM_OI/AAAAAAAAAlY/AvzL9c3Pd38/s320/beatnik460pq9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334566755409657058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How about a good cup of coffee?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(maybe one of those they serve anywhere in Twin Peaks)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How about some good company?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(maybe you, my special agent)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SggwHKuH7iI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/HhSmMyfbH_4/s1600-h/82025361.uEcw8wlt.table001copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 285px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SggwHKuH7iI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/HhSmMyfbH_4/s320/82025361.uEcw8wlt.table001copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334566658315382306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How about Anna Karina's hair style?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(my dream hair style!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/Sggv_vM3tsI/AAAAAAAAAlI/KNyx7YFyB5U/s1600-h/20090419112352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/Sggv_vM3tsI/AAAAAAAAAlI/KNyx7YFyB5U/s320/20090419112352.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334566530669065922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How about riding on a carousel on a rainy day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Listening to the sound of the raindrops falling...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/Sggv4j-Z6JI/AAAAAAAAAlA/OY_eT8Uzx4M/s1600-h/doisneau.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/Sggv4j-Z6JI/AAAAAAAAAlA/OY_eT8Uzx4M/s320/doisneau.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334566407396518034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ahhh, if only it was raining...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I enjoy spring sometimes too. Especially blooming flowers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;[Photo by me]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SgguDcJ3xII/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Rivck3QHpQ0/s1600-h/IMGP3785.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SgguDcJ3xII/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Rivck3QHpQ0/s400/IMGP3785.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334564395252434050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And here is where we must say goodbye for today. The owls are calling me to get lost deeper and deeper into the mysteries of Twin Peaks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Au revoir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4899367973725082818-1857673439495611821?l=pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/1857673439495611821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-sweet-smell-of-success-handle-me.html#comment-form' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/1857673439495611821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/1857673439495611821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-sweet-smell-of-success-handle-me.html' title='Oh, sweet smell of success, handle me with care'/><author><name>constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04774920933439803204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SgcV201RVXI/AAAAAAAAAjo/9Xw8lVjP5SI/S220/IMGP3782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SggztcnBf3I/AAAAAAAAAmY/oTH_eFqog90/s72-c/IMGP3790.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899367973725082818.post-4813765130009233929</id><published>2009-04-26T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T13:40:00.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Magic of the melancholy tear in your eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- a little story-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Once upon a time, there was a little girl. She wore her favorite dress and her brand new shoes. Oh, how beautiful she thought she looked. However, though, nobody wanted to keep her company this chilly afternoon. She felt so bored... and lonely,  for the first time in her life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SfSpmEzR97I/AAAAAAAAAjY/krAgNaOIVJw/s1600-h/IMGP3679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SfSpmEzR97I/AAAAAAAAAjY/krAgNaOIVJw/s400/IMGP3679.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329070730675091378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After spending long, long moments sitting on her bench, she got up and went to find her lantern. She found it right where she left it, this morning. She asked it if it wants to spent the afternoon with her. The lantern replied yes of course but the young girl soon grew bored of it. The poor lantern, it had never many things to say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SfSn2aPS4uI/AAAAAAAAAjA/MzNdFFGlcn4/s1600-h/IMGP3667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SfSn2aPS4uI/AAAAAAAAAjA/MzNdFFGlcn4/s400/IMGP3667.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329068812284388066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She, then, attempted to start a conversation with the tree leaves. ''How are you little, sharp tree leaves?'' she asked. No reply came from them. ''Why don't you say something? Can you not talk? Can you not hear?'' Nothing. After a few more question, she gave up and started moving away, still wondering...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SfSmfY-YcMI/AAAAAAAAAiw/Jhd7kHhCR4E/s1600-h/IMGP3666.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SfSmfY-YcMI/AAAAAAAAAiw/Jhd7kHhCR4E/s400/IMGP3666.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329067317296394434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                   Suddenly, something moving in a nearby bush caught her eye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SfSltpKRMrI/AAAAAAAAAio/T03d9ZBmKp8/s1600-h/IMGP3669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SfSltpKRMrI/AAAAAAAAAio/T03d9ZBmKp8/s400/IMGP3669.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329066462647759538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She went closer to see.  It was a small colorful butterfly! ...but one of her wings was broken and she could not fly. ''Oh, poor little butterfly!'' she said, sadly ''it must be terrible for you to be unable to fly, but don't worry I'll try to fix your wing as soon as possible and you then can go home''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SfSlQGZlMKI/AAAAAAAAAig/y3VEBNDhmL8/s1600-h/IMGP3677.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SfSlQGZlMKI/AAAAAAAAAig/y3VEBNDhmL8/s400/IMGP3677.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329065955100536994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She carefully picked up her new friend and carried her back on her bench. And while she was taking care of her hurt wing the butterfly told her its story, which unfortunately I can not tell out loud as it asked be kept as a secret...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SfSk0QOP5OI/AAAAAAAAAiY/ek3jAkurDaw/s1600-h/IMGP3680.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SfSk0QOP5OI/AAAAAAAAAiY/ek3jAkurDaw/s400/IMGP3680.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329065476701021410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A few hours later, after their long conversation, it was for the butterfly to go back home and for her to say goodbye to her little unusual friend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SfSkbKuJGeI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/omzvLouxJEI/s1600-h/IMGP3671.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SfSkbKuJGeI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/omzvLouxJEI/s400/IMGP3671.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329065045727451618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                       '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Fly away, dear, fly away'' she said in whisper....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SfSje3fOF3I/AAAAAAAAAiI/p_Hje6ki5d0/s1600-h/IMGP3682.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SfSje3fOF3I/AAAAAAAAAiI/p_Hje6ki5d0/s400/IMGP3682.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329064009772439410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But it was time for her to return home too. She went and picked her old lantern, which always forgives her leaving it alone for so many hours, she then lied down on her bench and fell asleep, very quickly. Sweet dreams little girl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * * * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(My sister and I did another one photo shoot a few days ago.  I suggest enlarging the pictures to see them clearly. I don't know why, but my photographs always look so strange on blogspot. In terms of quality mostly.., Anyways, words are written by me too, obviously because they're so very silly!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;''The Heart of Saturday Night''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Well you gassed her up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;behind the wheel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;with your arm around your sweet one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;in your oldsmobile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Barrelin' down the boulevard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;you're looking for the heart of Saturday night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;And you got paid on Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;And your pockets are jinglin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;And you see the lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;You get all tinglin' cause you're cruisin' with a 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;And you're looking for the heart of Saturday night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Then you comb hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;shave your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;tryin' to wipe out every trace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;All the other days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;in the week you know this'll be the Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;you're reachin' your peak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Stoppin' on the red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;your goin' on the green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;'cause tonight will be lik nothin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;you've ever seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;and you're barrelin' down the boulevard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;lookin' for the heart of Saturday night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Tell me is the crack of the poolballs, neon buzzin'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Telephone's ringin', it's your second cousin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Is it the barmaid that's smilin' from the corner of her eye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Magic of the melancholy tear in your eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Makes it kind of quiver down in the core&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;'cause you're dreaming of them Saturdays that came before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;and now you're stumblin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;stumblin' onto the heart of Saturday night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- a great, sad and jazzy song by my beloved Tom Waits, my current favorite. You should definitely listen to it-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- I made &lt;a href="http://8tracks.com/constaaaaance/you-slept-by-the-sea"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; playlist the other day, while wishing to be nowhere else but on a quiet beach, listening to the waves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- I learned about &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1375666/"&gt;the cast&lt;/a&gt; of Christopher Nolan's new movie called ''Inception''. I'm not a big fan of his but I'm very excited about this movie, because of the amazing actors they'll be in it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- I'm in love with &lt;a href="http://fallingandbruising.blogspot.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; blog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and finally a drawing I did today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I should really buy me a scanner, the quality is so weird!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SfSZ6F7Gx0I/AAAAAAAAAho/vwe1NTaNDck/s1600-h/IMGP3739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SfSZ6F7Gx0I/AAAAAAAAAho/vwe1NTaNDck/s400/IMGP3739.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329053482387687234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad, I'm very, very sad! School starts again tomorrow, that's why...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you lovelies are feeling better than me. I'm sure you are!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SfSZhe2jlTI/AAAAAAAAAhg/jBTPrREfCY0/s1600-h/img-thing-3.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SfSZhe2jlTI/AAAAAAAAAhg/jBTPrREfCY0/s200/img-thing-3.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329053059582760242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Au revoir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SfSZT37_EXI/AAAAAAAAAhY/STtBv3Yuim0/s1600-h/img-thing-2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4899367973725082818-4813765130009233929?l=pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/4813765130009233929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-story-once-upon-time-there-was.html#comment-form' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/4813765130009233929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/4813765130009233929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-story-once-upon-time-there-was.html' title='Magic of the melancholy tear in your eye'/><author><name>constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04774920933439803204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SgcV201RVXI/AAAAAAAAAjo/9Xw8lVjP5SI/S220/IMGP3782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SfSpmEzR97I/AAAAAAAAAjY/krAgNaOIVJw/s72-c/IMGP3679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899367973725082818.post-8937049719562564357</id><published>2009-04-18T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T05:59:34.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The loneliest people were the ones who always spoke the truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Easter is probably my least favorite holiday but I'm really glad that school's out for two whole weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two days ago, I painted the easter eggs:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SemXAKnuJGI/AAAAAAAAAhI/mmQfnh5gHcI/s1600-h/IMGP3549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SemXAKnuJGI/AAAAAAAAAhI/mmQfnh5gHcI/s400/IMGP3549.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325954063449072738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;According to the tradition, eggs should be dyed red so as to symbolize Jesus blood. We did so every year but this easter I decided that our eggs are not going to look common and boring like everyone else's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lovely Jules from Candy Hearts tagged me quite a long time ago. I'm finally able to complete the tag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Answer the questions on your blog, replace a question you don't like with one of your own invention and finally add a question of your own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Tag 8 other un-tagged people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;What is your current obsession?&lt;/span&gt; Drawing in color pencils, Leonard Cohen, the beat generation, chocolate (hmm, that's eternal obsession I believe...), the song ''Anthems for a seventeen year-old girl'' by Broken Social Scene, Magnum photographers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;If you could have one super power what would it be? &lt;/span&gt;Travel back in time, definitely!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;What do you see outside your window?&lt;/span&gt; The street, cars, a few trees and other peoples' apartments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;What's your favorite color? &lt;/span&gt;Grey, dark blue and soft pinks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Your weakness? &lt;/span&gt;I'm very shy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Which animal would you be?&lt;/span&gt; A snowshoe rabbit, maybe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;What's for dinner?&lt;/span&gt; Soup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;What's your favorite weather?&lt;/span&gt; Rainy weather&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;What's on your bedside table?&lt;/span&gt; Umm, I don't have a bedside table...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Say something to the person who tagged you:&lt;/span&gt; I always feel happier after visiting your blog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;If you could have a house totally paid for, fully furnished anywhere, where would it be?&lt;/span&gt; Somewhere in France for sure. Either Paris or Provence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;What's your favorite children's book?&lt;/span&gt; Alice in Wonderland&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;What's your favorite thing to do in the summer? &lt;/span&gt;Lay on the grass and drink iced tea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;What would you like to have in your hands right now? &lt;/span&gt;A polaroid camera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;What's your favorite tea flavor?&lt;/span&gt; Vanilla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;What's your favorite article of clothing? &lt;/span&gt;My vintage black lace tights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;What would you like to get rid of? &lt;/span&gt;Having to wake up early everyday and go to school, my shyness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;If you could go anywhere in the world for an hour, where would you go? &lt;/span&gt;I would go anywhere. After all, one hour is a very short amount of time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;What did you want to be as a child? &lt;/span&gt;a film director (Well, I still want that!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Do you prefer day or night? &lt;/span&gt;Night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;What's your plan for tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt; I'm invited to a barbeque.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;What's your favorite word? &lt;/span&gt;Felicity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;What jewelry do you wear?&lt;/span&gt; I don't really wear any jewelry at the moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;What's your favorite smell? &lt;/span&gt;The smell of the air after rain, filter coffee, coconut&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tag:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://vintagesunday.blogspot.com/"&gt;After Hours&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://matildairene.blogspot.com/"&gt;Matilda Irene Linea&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://deadevillizard.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dead Lizard Tell No Lies&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://missthumbelina.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thumbelina&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://lightandwriting.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fine Little Love&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://princessdaisylemonadelollypop.blogspot.com/"&gt;Princess Daisy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://darjeelingdreams.blogspot.com/"&gt;Darjeeling Dreams&lt;/a&gt; and my friend &lt;a href="http://elephantsvolent.blogspot.com/"&gt;Elephants Volent&lt;/a&gt; who's new to blogspot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watching movies is good way to spent your free time. I recently watched ''The General'' by Buster Keaton and I believe this is the beginning of my silent movies-obsession. Isn't it amazing how one could direct, star and produce a movie at the same time and especially at times where technology was a little help. They didn't need lines, they had faces as the goddess Gloria Swanson said in ''Sunset Boulevard'' . And because a picture equals a thousand of words, here you go:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SemWeS5slUI/AAAAAAAAAhA/8YpRVWTD1aw/s1600-h/general.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SemWeS5slUI/AAAAAAAAAhA/8YpRVWTD1aw/s400/general.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325953481556399426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SemViz9G2gI/AAAAAAAAAg4/EadgFo2Pzbo/s1600-h/Annex+-+Keaton,+Buster+(General,+The)_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SemViz9G2gI/AAAAAAAAAg4/EadgFo2Pzbo/s400/Annex+-+Keaton,+Buster+(General,+The)_02.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325952459636922882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SemVWRi1UiI/AAAAAAAAAgw/177KbFh7Lc4/s1600-h/general_buster_keaton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SemVWRi1UiI/AAAAAAAAAgw/177KbFh7Lc4/s400/general_buster_keaton.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325952244241486370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                           I love this last picture. He looks a bit creepy but he's so adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went out on shopping spree yesterday with my mom and my sister. I didn't shop anything compared to my sister who literally bought everything she saw in front of her but it was fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also went to this very cute and elegant cafe. It was so ''french'' !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SemUTyVj23I/AAAAAAAAAgg/VKDPfX6G9cU/s1600-h/IMGP3585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SemUTyVj23I/AAAAAAAAAgg/VKDPfX6G9cU/s400/IMGP3585.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325951101992950642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had coffee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SemPKPLmZQI/AAAAAAAAAgY/SgmnsM9ORLM/s1600-h/IMGP3554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SemPKPLmZQI/AAAAAAAAAgY/SgmnsM9ORLM/s400/IMGP3554.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325945440378971394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... and a small, yummy chocolate cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SemOMwz5VuI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/7YXo--O7nh0/s1600-h/IMGP3562.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SemOMwz5VuI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/7YXo--O7nh0/s400/IMGP3562.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325944384254465762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SemNkHemndI/AAAAAAAAAgI/ENZJ2Z6_Neo/s1600-h/IMGP3565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SemNkHemndI/AAAAAAAAAgI/ENZJ2Z6_Neo/s400/IMGP3565.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325943685964537298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is me, wearing my new bow-headband. My nose looks unusually &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nice on this picture....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SemMaxA8o1I/AAAAAAAAAgA/fnsWuaFidXM/s1600-h/IMGP3572.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SemMaxA8o1I/AAAAAAAAAgA/fnsWuaFidXM/s400/IMGP3572.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325942425804120914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SemLlg_xazI/AAAAAAAAAf4/IOby7zIuiaA/s1600-h/IMGP3571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SemLlg_xazI/AAAAAAAAAf4/IOby7zIuiaA/s400/IMGP3571.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325941510971157298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SemLF-0xq_I/AAAAAAAAAfw/lT308vUR0SA/s1600-h/IMGP3553.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SemLF-0xq_I/AAAAAAAAAfw/lT308vUR0SA/s400/IMGP3553.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325940969222286322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That was all for today I believe. I'm very sorry for updating so late (two weeks!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you're all well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4899367973725082818-8937049719562564357?l=pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8937049719562564357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/04/loneliest-people-were-ones-who-always.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/8937049719562564357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/8937049719562564357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/04/loneliest-people-were-ones-who-always.html' title='The loneliest people were the ones who always spoke the truth'/><author><name>constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04774920933439803204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SgcV201RVXI/AAAAAAAAAjo/9Xw8lVjP5SI/S220/IMGP3782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SemXAKnuJGI/AAAAAAAAAhI/mmQfnh5gHcI/s72-c/IMGP3549.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899367973725082818.post-8706695109953226464</id><published>2009-04-06T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T02:13:30.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Give me back my broken night, my mirrored room, my secret life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;''The only people for me are the mad ones,the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing but burn, burn, burn like fabulous candles exploding like spiders across the stars, and in the middle, you see the blue center-light pop and everybody goes ahh...''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is this old, old house that seems like it's going to fall apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;any time soon. No one lives here anymore. I suppose you, people, can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;spend some days in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SdoUJ034MdI/AAAAAAAAAfg/muUP3jBiD7Q/s1600-h/IMGP3370.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SdoUJ034MdI/AAAAAAAAAfg/muUP3jBiD7Q/s400/IMGP3370.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321588068736053714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why are you hidden underneath the covers, young ladies?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nobody said, it was your fault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sure the fairies came, and stole her brand new shoes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SdoS-_rpGJI/AAAAAAAAAfY/DD_g-sFTbAA/s1600-h/IMGP3452.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SdoS-_rpGJI/AAAAAAAAAfY/DD_g-sFTbAA/s400/IMGP3452.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321586783147333778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes I'm afraid to look myself in the mirror. I'm afraid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that I'll see someone else, who will look exactly like me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but they will not be me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The darker side of myself, perhaps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SdoSSBlZK3I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/WPo_eq35btI/s1600-h/IMGP3342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SdoSSBlZK3I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/WPo_eq35btI/s400/IMGP3342.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321586010563881842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;''Well, it's been a long time, a long time now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;since I've seen you smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;... and I'll gamble away my fright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;and I'll gamble away my time''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SdoRDyD7FEI/AAAAAAAAAfI/WNYaZl006yw/s1600-h/IMGP3340.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SdoRDyD7FEI/AAAAAAAAAfI/WNYaZl006yw/s400/IMGP3340.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321584666367169602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;''you used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Now you're all gone, got you make up on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;and your not coming back.''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes everybody liked you for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;''Oh can't you come back?''&lt;/span&gt; Please, please come back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SdoQnVKGPFI/AAAAAAAAAfA/E0NpfSu2_V8/s1600-h/IMGP3328.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SdoQnVKGPFI/AAAAAAAAAfA/E0NpfSu2_V8/s400/IMGP3328.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321584177572101202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'No, no I'm not asleep! I'm awake. I'm always awake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;'' Well the room is so stuffy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I can hardly breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SdoOWkmHCTI/AAAAAAAAAew/zFSVBE_ElfY/s1600-h/IMGP3332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SdoOWkmHCTI/AAAAAAAAAew/zFSVBE_ElfY/s400/IMGP3332.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321581690635094322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;...everybody's gone but me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;and I can't be the last to leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SdoLJ3F7sMI/AAAAAAAAAeo/_gmZl9kdpkU/s1600-h/IMGP3333.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SdoLJ3F7sMI/AAAAAAAAAeo/_gmZl9kdpkU/s400/IMGP3333.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321578173727224002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I'm pledging my time to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Hopin' you'll come through too''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, those good old days when our young souls were free...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SdoKR9hsbXI/AAAAAAAAAeg/Z5yNqlcQ6Fw/s1600-h/IMGP3352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SdoKR9hsbXI/AAAAAAAAAeg/Z5yNqlcQ6Fw/s400/IMGP3352.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321577213381602674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ahh, a black cat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SdoIRv8RxPI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/jO37syWoirw/s1600-h/IMGP3377.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SdoIRv8RxPI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/jO37syWoirw/s400/IMGP3377.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321575010711749874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some believe that it brings bad luck. Are you one of those superstitious people?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;''It's a mystery to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;we have a greed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;with which we have agreed''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Three lonely girls keeping their thoughts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to themselves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SdoHyWPAPiI/AAAAAAAAAeI/jHIxSwqeQDk/s1600-h/IMGP3394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SdoHyWPAPiI/AAAAAAAAAeI/jHIxSwqeQDk/s400/IMGP3394.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321574471235026466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two lonely girls talking trash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;under your window...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SdoHNeTSX8I/AAAAAAAAAeA/crMOfx5zU5s/s1600-h/IMGP3376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SdoHNeTSX8I/AAAAAAAAAeA/crMOfx5zU5s/s400/IMGP3376.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321573837745315778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;''...society have mercy on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I hope you're not angry if I disagree..''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One lonely girl, with big melancholy eyes, wondering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;where the other two girls went...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/Sdn_muMd3TI/AAAAAAAAAdg/sNujPIUV1S4/s1600-h/IMGP3395.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/Sdn_muMd3TI/AAAAAAAAAdg/sNujPIUV1S4/s400/IMGP3395.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321565475415383346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is one of the windmills of your mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/Sdn-drf7JsI/AAAAAAAAAdY/2o5vJFlubyU/s1600-h/IMGP3353.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/Sdn-drf7JsI/AAAAAAAAAdY/2o5vJFlubyU/s400/IMGP3353.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321564220561237698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * * * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Another one of my random posts. Posts in which I write almost exclusively random thoughts and  quotes that fit with the pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All photos taken by me within the last couple of days. There's actually the result of really boring school trip, where photography was the only interesting and fun thing to do! And therefore I really must thank my awesome school mates, who were ultra inspiring!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I skipped school today ( I know, I know it's a bad thing to do!) and went downtown. It was a lovely, sunny day but unfortunately I managed to spilt some coffee on my white shirt, again! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I also met a really weird guy (he was so weird that he was actually cute!) on the bus. He started talking to me and he was like living 50 ago. He talked in a very gentleman-like manner and said that he liked my hat a lot. He wore glasses and, as he told me, he played the violin. I don't know if I'm the only one, but I really enjoy meeting quirky people, even if I'm sure that I'm not going to see them again in my life. They're far more interesting than ''normal'' people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Have you ever met any weirdos? If yes I'd love to hear your story....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hope you're all well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Au revoir!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4899367973725082818-8706695109953226464?l=pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8706695109953226464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/04/give-me-back-my-broken-night-my.html#comment-form' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/8706695109953226464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/8706695109953226464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/04/give-me-back-my-broken-night-my.html' title='Give me back my broken night, my mirrored room, my secret life'/><author><name>constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04774920933439803204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SgcV201RVXI/AAAAAAAAAjo/9Xw8lVjP5SI/S220/IMGP3782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SdoUJ034MdI/AAAAAAAAAfg/muUP3jBiD7Q/s72-c/IMGP3370.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899367973725082818.post-5225164934031354794</id><published>2009-03-29T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T07:46:33.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watching love grow forever, letting me know, forever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is why events unnerve me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they find it all a different story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/Sc-Ce8L1hYI/AAAAAAAAAdI/JxyZUscGDgA/s1600-h/IMGP3193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/Sc-Ce8L1hYI/AAAAAAAAAdI/JxyZUscGDgA/s400/IMGP3193.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318613153011303810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Notice whom for wheels are turning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Turn again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Turn towards this time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/Sc9-WRPLiaI/AAAAAAAAAdA/3jUsJdzYWTM/s1600-h/IMGP3177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/Sc9-WRPLiaI/AAAAAAAAAdA/3jUsJdzYWTM/s400/IMGP3177.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318608605997140386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...All she asks is the strength to hold me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;then again the same old story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/Sc99zKYYNrI/AAAAAAAAAc4/qjPFtEmisz4/s1600-h/IMGP3174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/Sc99zKYYNrI/AAAAAAAAAc4/qjPFtEmisz4/s400/IMGP3174.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318608002861250226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;... word will travel oh so quickly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;travel fast and lean towards this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh I'll break them down, no mercy shown,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heaven knows it's got to be this time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/Sc9T4t_fJbI/AAAAAAAAAcY/oFaVnyo9xPs/s1600-h/IMGP3172.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/Sc9T4t_fJbI/AAAAAAAAAcY/oFaVnyo9xPs/s400/IMGP3172.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318561918831502770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;... Watching her, these things she said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/Sc9TIljJp4I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/NRFsgvp8nyE/s1600-h/IMGP3206.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/Sc9TIljJp4I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/NRFsgvp8nyE/s400/IMGP3206.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318561091931449218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the times she cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too frail to wake this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Words, the lyrics from Joy Division's ''Ceremony'' (aren't they amazing-??) and photos taken by me. The quality is a little bit weird but i guess it's so on purpose as the only light in the room was that little candle...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last couple of days were interesting... I took photos, watch a comedy and drunk tea on friday. I ate biscuits, smoked and walked by the sea at night on saturday. And for this evening I plan reading ''on the road'' while listening to Leonard Cohen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How was your weekend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.s: I draw too sometimes. Here is a little fairy that looks more like an angel actually, because of the wings... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Click on the photo to see her better ( yes all of my fairies are a bit shy...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/Sc9SkxTuIfI/AAAAAAAAAcI/-5dn3tyyoJ0/s1600-h/IMGP3170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/Sc9SkxTuIfI/AAAAAAAAAcI/-5dn3tyyoJ0/s400/IMGP3170.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318560476612665842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/4899367973725082818-5225164934031354794?l=pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/5225164934031354794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/03/watching-love-grow-forever-letting-me.html#comment-form' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/5225164934031354794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/5225164934031354794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/03/watching-love-grow-forever-letting-me.html' title='Watching love grow forever, letting me know, forever...'/><author><name>constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04774920933439803204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SgcV201RVXI/AAAAAAAAAjo/9Xw8lVjP5SI/S220/IMGP3782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/Sc-Ce8L1hYI/AAAAAAAAAdI/JxyZUscGDgA/s72-c/IMGP3193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899367973725082818.post-3307075062460644463</id><published>2009-03-22T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T09:23:13.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jailbirds, pianos and a whole new look...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;''Unplayed pianos are often by a window...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/ScaUTCoaI2I/AAAAAAAAAbg/hnh358BFqjk/s1600-h/IMGP3110.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/ScaUTCoaI2I/AAAAAAAAAbg/hnh358BFqjk/s400/IMGP3110.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316099465002230626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...in a room where nobody loved goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/ScaS7iC4jlI/AAAAAAAAAbY/8W7o7jIYiW8/s1600-h/IMGP3114.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/ScaS7iC4jlI/AAAAAAAAAbY/8W7o7jIYiW8/s400/IMGP3114.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316097961606286930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...she sits alone with her silent song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somebody bring her home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/ScaMaI3RugI/AAAAAAAAAaw/1i8Jp8NZxig/s1600-h/IMGP3131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/ScaMaI3RugI/AAAAAAAAAaw/1i8Jp8NZxig/s400/IMGP3131.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316090790841268738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...Unplayed piano, still holds a tune.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lock on the lid, years, years pass by...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/ScaLlknXXWI/AAAAAAAAAao/vBwjgEoaWUw/s1600-h/IMGP3133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/ScaLlknXXWI/AAAAAAAAAao/vBwjgEoaWUw/s400/IMGP3133.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316089887757655394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...in a stale, stale room,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in the changing of the moon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/ScaIVlDGxCI/AAAAAAAAAaY/4s-J1o_rs50/s1600-h/IMGP3132.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/ScaIVlDGxCI/AAAAAAAAAaY/4s-J1o_rs50/s400/IMGP3132.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316086314461217826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;... Maybe it's not that easy or maybe it's not that hard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;... Maybe they could release me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;let people decide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've got nothing to hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i've done nothing wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So why have I been here for so long?''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wow this turned creepier than I expected. But I quite like those photos. They look as if they're stills form an old horror movie to me. It's the first time, actually, that I like photos of mine that much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I hope you like them too. (Oh and some apologies, I had uploaded another one photo but I deleted accidentally. Constance, you queen of silliness!  Anyway I'll post it some other time.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on. As you may notice it, I kinda changed the appearance of the blog. I made the collage which is now the heading and the backround color is now white and not grey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I really want to now what YOU think about it, I mean the whole new look of the blog.  If you're displeased I'll redo it the way it was before, I promise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that was all for today. Gosh, my posts are getting smaller and smaller... I'm sorry dearies. Oh! I also wanted to thank everybody for their lovely lovely comments. They encourage me so much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Au revoir!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peeeeeee. s : I have a recommendation for you as well. You should listen to M. Ward's new album ''Hold Time'' if you don't already have. It's so so addictive- the song 'Jailbird' in particular! Ok, it's not as great as ''Volume One''  but it's  almost equally lovely!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/4899367973725082818-3307075062460644463?l=pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/3307075062460644463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/03/jailbirds-pianos-and-whole-new-look.html#comment-form' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/3307075062460644463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/3307075062460644463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/03/jailbirds-pianos-and-whole-new-look.html' title='Jailbirds, pianos and a whole new look...'/><author><name>constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04774920933439803204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SgcV201RVXI/AAAAAAAAAjo/9Xw8lVjP5SI/S220/IMGP3782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/ScaUTCoaI2I/AAAAAAAAAbg/hnh358BFqjk/s72-c/IMGP3110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899367973725082818.post-768480821293172527</id><published>2009-03-17T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T13:03:39.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll show you my heart in six different ways</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                          &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The picture&lt;/span&gt;                       &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;                                       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/Sb_iGmJFxtI/AAAAAAAAAYo/30qWkLMHsDY/s1600-h/20081024212446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/Sb_iGmJFxtI/AAAAAAAAAYo/30qWkLMHsDY/s320/20081024212446.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314214688266241746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was really hard for me to find a picture that can express myself. I think this one is most suitable one. A young old-fashioned girl, who daydreams a lot about her own black and white world and looks sad most of the time. Just like me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The poem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;''Ballad of the moon'' by Federico Garcia Lorca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The moon came into the forge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in her bustle of flowering nard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The little boy stares at her, stares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The boy is staring hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the shaken air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the moon moves her arms,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and shows lubricious and pure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;her breasts of hard tin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;''Moon, moon, moon, run!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If the gypsies come,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they will use your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to make white necklaces and rings''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;''Let me dance, my little one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When the gypsies come,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they'll find you on the anvil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with your lively eyes closed tight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;''Moon, moon, moon, run!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can feel their horses come''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;''Let me be, my little one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't step one me, all starched and white!''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Closer comes the horseman,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;drumming on the plain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The boy is in the forge,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;his eyes are closed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Through the olive grove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;come the gypsies, dream and bronze,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;their heads held high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;their hooded eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, how the night owl calls,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;calling, calling from its tree!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The moon is climbing through the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with the child by the hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They are crying in the forge,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all the gypsies shouting, crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The air is viewing all, views all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The air is at the viewing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I never were an avid poetry reader but it was impossible for me not to notice and love this little poem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;                                         ''In dreams'' by Roy Orbison.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Roy Orbison had the dreamiest voice and this particular song of his is out of this world. Probably the most beautiful, loving and nostalgic song ever written and performed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You should definitely listen to it. All of you! And if you can't get enough of it, I recommend watching blue velvet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The quote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;''Why was I born with so many contemporaries?''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oscar Wilde&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The item of clothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My dark grey hat that I bought from a men's store or my vintage, black, high-waisted mini-skirt I got from my mom's old closet. Unfortunately, I haven't got a photo of them so unleash your imagination...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;An old, small, shady diner perhaps with a jukebox playing songs by Tom Waits. Me wearing my favorite dark grey hat, drinking a huge cup of hot, black filter coffee and watching the rain outside from a small foggy window.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Disney princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Uhmm that's a tough one. I'll pick Snow White because ''Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs'' was the first movie that I ever saw and it affected me a lot (in a good way I suppose...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * * * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That was a fun tag. Thanks &lt;a href="http://stellaforstarblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Stella For Star&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'll tag &lt;a href="http://dictionaries-daydreams.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dictionaries and Daydreams&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://ohwhatajtobe.blogspot.com/"&gt;Un Orange Boheme&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4899367973725082818-768480821293172527?l=pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/768480821293172527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/03/ill-show-you-my-heart-in-six-different.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/768480821293172527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/768480821293172527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/03/ill-show-you-my-heart-in-six-different.html' title='I&apos;ll show you my heart in six different ways'/><author><name>constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04774920933439803204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SgcV201RVXI/AAAAAAAAAjo/9Xw8lVjP5SI/S220/IMGP3782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/Sb_iGmJFxtI/AAAAAAAAAYo/30qWkLMHsDY/s72-c/20081024212446.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899367973725082818.post-6015242870264519849</id><published>2009-03-10T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T11:03:48.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little, creepy, dreamy, random post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbaOTJsBUJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/HyP7IHL1VnU/s1600-h/20090228104912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbaOTJsBUJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/HyP7IHL1VnU/s320/20090228104912.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311589270199292050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So equally over a valley, a hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;wood on quarry stood, each of us crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;a velvet curtain of grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;mark the blanket where the sparrows play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;and the trees by the waving corn stranded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;my legs move the last empty inches to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;the softness, the warmth from the weather in suspense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;mote to a grog- the star a white chalk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;minds shot together, our minds shot together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some adorable and a bit nonsensical lyrics by one of rock star lovers, Syd Barrett...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's officially only 7 days left for my 17th birthday (It's a bit funny because I'm turning 17 on the 17th of March...) and  I still don't know how am I going to celebrate it. I'm not a very outgoing person and so parties is not my forte. What I have in mind:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-An evening hang-out in a park, laying on the grass,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;drinking champagne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and eating a chocolate birthday cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- A tea party at home with a lot of sweets, poetry and soft music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Probably, neither of  them would happen but planning is always fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'courier new';font-size:13px;"&gt;''We gather up our hearts and go, a thousand kisses deep''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'courier new';font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'courier new';font-size:48px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbaBwHF_DfI/AAAAAAAAAXw/aNuWYbU3Go0/s1600-h/20090306173738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbaBwHF_DfI/AAAAAAAAAXw/aNuWYbU3Go0/s320/20090306173738.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311575474067934706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How amazing is this photograph! Taken by the gorgeous photographer and idol of mine, Diane Arbus. For some reason, I admire a lot of people who killed themselves. I guess the world is just too small for geniuses...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'courier new';font-size:small;"&gt;''Splishy Splashy''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'courier new';font-size:13px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbaBknbUNuI/AAAAAAAAAXo/CKN9WMFxhxM/s1600-h/vogue_italia_march2005_pg209_piconly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbaBknbUNuI/AAAAAAAAAXo/CKN9WMFxhxM/s320/vogue_italia_march2005_pg209_piconly.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311575276588906210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The always cool Chloe. I wish my mood was playful  like hers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but unfortunately&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today it's more like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbaBVN1Fs8I/AAAAAAAAAXg/86BTI8qcb9I/s1600-h/z186109024.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbaBVN1Fs8I/AAAAAAAAAXg/86BTI8qcb9I/s320/z186109024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311575012019647426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I mean bored. School leaves me so so uninspired. Seriously today was awful, I had two class tests and they both went completely wrong. I'm lost too deep in my own world I guess that I can't concentrate at school stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, better moving onto more interesting things:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a lot into road movies lately. Maybe because, I can't stand this place and this way of living. So they're some form of escape to me. Oh how I wish I were in a car right now, riding all along Europe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But highway is for gamblers and unfortunately I use my sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbZ_cvRhbfI/AAAAAAAAAXY/RBZclmmc3zw/s1600-h/passenger.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbZ_cvRhbfI/AAAAAAAAAXY/RBZclmmc3zw/s320/passenger.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311572942233103858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have any road movie suggestions, they're certainly welcomed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also need someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...to write a song for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbZ-L8Yrh0I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/JLuX-94y6AI/s1600-h/20090121153054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 167px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbZ-L8Yrh0I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/JLuX-94y6AI/s400/20090121153054.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311571554183382850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and wash my elephant...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbZ-A4lE_BI/AAAAAAAAAXI/3-wVfN-Ikeo/s1600-h/20090308052415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbZ-A4lE_BI/AAAAAAAAAXI/3-wVfN-Ikeo/s320/20090308052415.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311571364183079954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because it's too hard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbZ9LuBVg6I/AAAAAAAAAXA/tvdA81mNPK0/s1600-h/on-the-road.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbZ9LuBVg6I/AAAAAAAAAXA/tvdA81mNPK0/s320/on-the-road.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311570450815746978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reading ''On the road'' by Jack Kerouac is a part of my future plans too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbZ89mgq6WI/AAAAAAAAAW4/VXSKq8nRD-M/s1600-h/smJack+Kerouac20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbZ89mgq6WI/AAAAAAAAAW4/VXSKq8nRD-M/s320/smJack+Kerouac20.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311570208281520482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My dream outfit&lt;br /&gt;(made by me on polyvore)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbZ8SA2GkzI/AAAAAAAAAWw/NTtiQ_5PH7I/s1600-h/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFmhLYkxvXzBMM2hHaVI2UG5lYjk2VEEAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbZ8SA2GkzI/AAAAAAAAAWw/NTtiQ_5PH7I/s400/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFmhLYkxvXzBMM2hHaVI2UG5lYjk2VEEAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311569459436491570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And now something really weird that I dreamt of. Yesterday I saw Tom Cruise in my sleep being attacked by an evil kitten, haha! It may sounds quite funny now but it scared me a lot!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbZ7PK3xCEI/AAAAAAAAAWg/TZElbdcW6HY/s1600-h/hide.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'courier new';font-size:small;"&gt;''A candy-colored clown they call the sandman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'courier new';font-size:13px;"&gt;tiptoes to my room every night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'courier new';font-size:13px;"&gt;just to sprinkle stardust and to whisper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'courier new';font-size:13px;"&gt;go to sleep, everything is alright''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'courier new';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Some recently found pictures that could easily belong to an unsettling but at the same time very beautiful dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbZ7FIqQu6I/AAAAAAAAAWY/jHYqVn2qh3g/s1600-h/20090124074152.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 310px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbZ7FIqQu6I/AAAAAAAAAWY/jHYqVn2qh3g/s320/20090124074152.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311568138684382114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbZ6wwhbzwI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Bv0uBvF87xw/s1600-h/z186108200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbZ6wwhbzwI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Bv0uBvF87xw/s320/z186108200.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311567788607524610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbZ6OhK-aGI/AAAAAAAAAWI/6CtqJ3nzzSw/s1600-h/20090308032828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbZ6OhK-aGI/AAAAAAAAAWI/6CtqJ3nzzSw/s320/20090308032828.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311567200371239010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'courier new';font-size:medium;"&gt;''A girl and the trees''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbZ55t2_fBI/AAAAAAAAAWA/mR8xVUWW8x0/s1600-h/IMGP3078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbZ55t2_fBI/AAAAAAAAAWA/mR8xVUWW8x0/s400/IMGP3078.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311566842999831570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbZ5bOjV-aI/AAAAAAAAAV4/dig0KRJep7U/s1600-h/IMGP3076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbZ5bOjV-aI/AAAAAAAAAV4/dig0KRJep7U/s400/IMGP3076.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311566319199844770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbZ3u-2FSVI/AAAAAAAAAVw/uwCmoERRgp8/s1600-h/IMGP3077.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbZ3u-2FSVI/AAAAAAAAAVw/uwCmoERRgp8/s400/IMGP3077.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311564459557603666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbZ3OTZ9HOI/AAAAAAAAAVo/wHOE7T-RV68/s1600-h/IMGP3081.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbZ3OTZ9HOI/AAAAAAAAAVo/wHOE7T-RV68/s400/IMGP3081.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311563898141088994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbZ0E4HPiWI/AAAAAAAAAVY/TEtkDdypYzU/s1600-h/IMGP3074.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbZ0E4HPiWI/AAAAAAAAAVY/TEtkDdypYzU/s400/IMGP3074.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311560437661141346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A very short photo shoot I did in only 10 minutes with a schoolmate, who looks so much like a hippy! You can call it the bright touch on this very dark post. I love the first picture the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was definitely the most pointless and random post ever on this blog and it took me sooo long. Hope it's fun!&lt;br /&gt;But I must leave you now loves. I must start packing my suitcases and return to my boring little real world.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbZzn1aykPI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/AlDKTatl1eU/s1600-h/20090308045957.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbZzn1aykPI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/AlDKTatl1eU/s320/20090308045957.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311559938721616114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'courier new';font-size:small;"&gt;''And it's so bad that all this things can only happen in my dreams''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4899367973725082818-6015242870264519849?l=pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/6015242870264519849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-equally-over-valley-hill-wood-on.html#comment-form' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/6015242870264519849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/6015242870264519849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-equally-over-valley-hill-wood-on.html' title='A little, creepy, dreamy, random post'/><author><name>constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04774920933439803204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SgcV201RVXI/AAAAAAAAAjo/9Xw8lVjP5SI/S220/IMGP3782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbaOTJsBUJI/AAAAAAAAAX4/HyP7IHL1VnU/s72-c/20090228104912.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899367973725082818.post-2955088322701256624</id><published>2009-03-05T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T11:56:55.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What i read in the charms that i loved durably now it's dead and gone, and i am free...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kites are flying high, while happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;people are watching&lt;/span&gt; ...                                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbAeev3S6bI/AAAAAAAAAVI/n5O753WmKcQ/s1600-h/IMGP3003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbAeev3S6bI/AAAAAAAAAVI/n5O753WmKcQ/s320/IMGP3003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309777474263116210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                   ... a few fluffy pink clouds filled the blue sky...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbAcUT6OD6I/AAAAAAAAAVA/9vUWEAhHbQo/s1600-h/IMGP3069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbAcUT6OD6I/AAAAAAAAAVA/9vUWEAhHbQo/s320/IMGP3069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309775095937240994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbAb_0Z9ruI/AAAAAAAAAU4/SUxm-Znt-C8/s1600-h/IMGP3071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbAb_0Z9ruI/AAAAAAAAAU4/SUxm-Znt-C8/s320/IMGP3071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309774743883067106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  ... and colorful raindrops are falling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbAbbN5KvBI/AAAAAAAAAUw/U1JZncVQrME/s1600-h/IMGP3034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbAbbN5KvBI/AAAAAAAAAUw/U1JZncVQrME/s320/IMGP3034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309774115069672466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 ... while me and you are getting lost...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbAa9BHFkkI/AAAAAAAAAUo/qzer6PpEeU0/s1600-h/IMGP3037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbAa9BHFkkI/AAAAAAAAAUo/qzer6PpEeU0/s320/IMGP3037.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309773596242317890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                 ... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deeper and deeper...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbAanZ4tHBI/AAAAAAAAAUg/nWw8nXEgFXk/s1600-h/IMGP3036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbAanZ4tHBI/AAAAAAAAAUg/nWw8nXEgFXk/s320/IMGP3036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309773224935758866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                     ... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;into the woods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All photos taken by me. I especially love the first photo (it's one of my favorites I believe). I would suggest clicking on it to enlarge so as to see it better, because it looks really uninteresting in this size. I think I should post my photos in larger size, what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbAZhgBGTcI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/zpaSXET8Eqc/s1600-h/IMGP3056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbAZhgBGTcI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/zpaSXET8Eqc/s320/IMGP3056.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309772023990734274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh  and I thought it's time to post a picture of myself too. I rarely have my picture taken as I'm always the one who does the photography (Also a note: My terrible english has caused confusion to many people, it's always other people in the photoshoots, my sister usually because she's one of the few persons, willing to model for me!) ... So this is me eating cotton candy- god, I haven't eaten one for ages and I forgot how great it tastes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all for today lovelies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sweet dreams...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* * * * * * * * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4899367973725082818-2955088322701256624?l=pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2955088322701256624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-i-read-in-charms-that-i-loved.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/2955088322701256624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/2955088322701256624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-i-read-in-charms-that-i-loved.html' title='What i read in the charms that i loved durably now it&apos;s dead and gone, and i am free...'/><author><name>constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04774920933439803204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SgcV201RVXI/AAAAAAAAAjo/9Xw8lVjP5SI/S220/IMGP3782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SbAeev3S6bI/AAAAAAAAAVI/n5O753WmKcQ/s72-c/IMGP3003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899367973725082818.post-8613643236079125884</id><published>2009-03-01T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T07:05:21.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell to the girl with the sun in her eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                        &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A shy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaqatNa07WI/AAAAAAAAAT4/ZDgtUgD58J8/s1600-h/IMGP2984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaqatNa07WI/AAAAAAAAAT4/ZDgtUgD58J8/s320/IMGP2984.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308225212296523106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                        &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...a very, very shy girl, who...&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                             &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaqZfL45I-I/AAAAAAAAATo/e7bV3OG1KUM/s1600-h/IMGP2987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaqZfL45I-I/AAAAAAAAATo/e7bV3OG1KUM/s320/IMGP2987.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308223871855961058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;... sometimes smokes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaqZBxPqEsI/AAAAAAAAATg/QthTviso_8E/s1600-h/IMGP2990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaqZBxPqEsI/AAAAAAAAATg/QthTviso_8E/s320/IMGP2990.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308223366487478978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...eats a lot of biscuits...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaqYdEm43uI/AAAAAAAAATY/dtRUufENSS0/s1600-h/IMGP2995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaqYdEm43uI/AAAAAAAAATY/dtRUufENSS0/s320/IMGP2995.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308222736030031586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             ...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;waits and waits...&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                               &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaqX2jUdTMI/AAAAAAAAATQ/lf0ZqKRFgkg/s1600-h/IMGP2996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaqX2jUdTMI/AAAAAAAAATQ/lf0ZqKRFgkg/s320/IMGP2996.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308222074259328194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                          ...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for her true love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaqXeixy4hI/AAAAAAAAATI/rye8JMyjdww/s1600-h/IMGP2998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaqXeixy4hI/AAAAAAAAATI/rye8JMyjdww/s320/IMGP2998.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308221661797081618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                            ...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and is visited by fairies, when it's dark...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaqWoedKPOI/AAAAAAAAATA/aLEi1jUT3Vk/s1600-h/IMGP3000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaqWoedKPOI/AAAAAAAAATA/aLEi1jUT3Vk/s320/IMGP3000.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308220732923854050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the kind of girl that I am, actually, apart from the fact that fairies do not visit me that often! A small and a bit silly photo shoot  I did with my sister (again) yesterday evening, inspired mainly by those wonderful lace gloves I found in carnival-costume store....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and some music recommendations , two albums that are my current life soundtrack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Lisa Hannigan- ''Sea Sew''. She's a young irish folk-singer, who did vocals in both Damien Rice's albums. If you like his stuff, then it's sure that you're going to love this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaqWSZaA97I/AAAAAAAAAS4/LK5Ptqm3Z1A/s1600-h/SM000051-000-CD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaqWSZaA97I/AAAAAAAAAS4/LK5Ptqm3Z1A/s320/SM000051-000-CD.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308220353611364274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Tom Waits-''Closing Time''. He's probably my favorite musician of all times and so I don't believe that there's something that he has done and I don't like. This album is one of his first ones and definitely his most romantic one. For a person like me, who's feeling so very uninspired the last couple of weeks, this is perfect!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaqWIcIvyoI/AAAAAAAAASw/FM4DJCrJlnU/s1600-h/closing_time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaqWIcIvyoI/AAAAAAAAASw/FM4DJCrJlnU/s320/closing_time.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308220182545549954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats all for today. I'm sorry for this short post but I'm terribly busy with school and other bothersome things as such.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   Hope you all have a great sunday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;          xx&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/4899367973725082818-8613643236079125884?l=pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8613643236079125884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/03/farewell-to-girl-with-sun-in-her-eyes.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/8613643236079125884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/8613643236079125884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/03/farewell-to-girl-with-sun-in-her-eyes.html' title='Farewell to the girl with the sun in her eyes'/><author><name>constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04774920933439803204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SgcV201RVXI/AAAAAAAAAjo/9Xw8lVjP5SI/S220/IMGP3782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaqatNa07WI/AAAAAAAAAT4/ZDgtUgD58J8/s72-c/IMGP2984.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899367973725082818.post-3891260168549642055</id><published>2009-02-22T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T12:38:02.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's going to be the bluest night, you have ever had.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;''It was almost six o'clock, you thought you arrived very early. How wrong you were. He is already there waiting for you. He smiles to you. . You go inside the circus tent with him to watch the performance. Circus has always scared you, but not this evening...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaFuMUjBkGI/AAAAAAAAASg/0y7RYw2EHW8/s1600-h/circus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaFuMUjBkGI/AAAAAAAAASg/0y7RYw2EHW8/s320/circus.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305642993972252770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...after the show he invites you to his place. ''Let's watch Gilda'' he says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaFtoed47WI/AAAAAAAAASY/SSyn1GyWZHI/s1600-h/Gilda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaFtoed47WI/AAAAAAAAASY/SSyn1GyWZHI/s320/Gilda.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305642378159779170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;... the movie ends. He asks you if you're hungry. You reply yes. He opens the door of his old blue fridge. ''It's empty'' he says. You laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaFtiPSqpHI/AAAAAAAAASQ/l7WMs8RKS-Q/s1600-h/blue+fridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaFtiPSqpHI/AAAAAAAAASQ/l7WMs8RKS-Q/s320/blue+fridge.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305642271006958706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You go to a diner instead. He buys you dinner. You both are silent. Suddenly, you spill some ketchup on your pale blue dress. You feel so embarrassed. He laughs and says: ''Let's get out of here''...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaFtZj2tSDI/AAAAAAAAASI/Bis3x4GNNXs/s1600-h/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaFtZj2tSDI/AAAAAAAAASI/Bis3x4GNNXs/s320/blog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305642121908013106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...You walk silently for a while. There's music in air. He buys you some ice cream too.  The ice cream is blue...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaFohxyJXrI/AAAAAAAAASA/hMjr2rpjbWU/s1600-h/20081215110217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaFohxyJXrI/AAAAAAAAASA/hMjr2rpjbWU/s320/20081215110217.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305636765527793330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...You suggest: ''How about dancing?'' He takes you to a forgotten nightclub. You slow dance to the blue-haired lady's singing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaFoYHc8k_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/pyo20akjQs0/s1600-h/276812659_ee9e5e23a2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaFoYHc8k_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/pyo20akjQs0/s320/276812659_ee9e5e23a2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305636599545762802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... He leads you to a door. He says: ''I'll show you the moon...''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaFoRIX_2OI/AAAAAAAAARw/tXgWKvm4Z-I/s1600-h/your+personal+moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaFoRIX_2OI/AAAAAAAAARw/tXgWKvm4Z-I/s320/your+personal+moon.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305636479534356706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                 Then you wake up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm really sorry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;for this lynchian nonsense and my terrible english. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Does anyone else think that blue is a very dreamy color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4899367973725082818-3891260168549642055?l=pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/3891260168549642055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-going-to-be-bluest-night-you-have.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/3891260168549642055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/3891260168549642055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-going-to-be-bluest-night-you-have.html' title='It&apos;s going to be the bluest night, you have ever had.'/><author><name>constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04774920933439803204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SgcV201RVXI/AAAAAAAAAjo/9Xw8lVjP5SI/S220/IMGP3782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SaFuMUjBkGI/AAAAAAAAASg/0y7RYw2EHW8/s72-c/circus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899367973725082818.post-4388334509042809051</id><published>2009-02-20T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T12:46:25.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be where you can't see, somewhere I can't be found, my little underground</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hello sugars, I think I have a lot of things to show and tell today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been tagged by the lovely Indie.Tea to make a list of eight people, dead or alive, that I would invite to a fantasy dinner party and tell why I chose them. So, I did a slightly bizarre list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                        1. David Lynch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7uFMd8KJI/AAAAAAAAARg/v-yoEiKNYxw/s1600-h/2038101941_63d0b6cde6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7uFMd8KJI/AAAAAAAAARg/v-yoEiKNYxw/s320/2038101941_63d0b6cde6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304939184102582418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's my hero and the most special guest! I don't know if you people are familiar with his films but I have to say that he's one of a kind!&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                      2. Andre Breton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7t7lVs8OI/AAAAAAAAARY/_n6V7Xq2Vvo/s1600-h/andreb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7t7lVs8OI/AAAAAAAAARY/_n6V7Xq2Vvo/s320/andreb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304939018980225250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beacuse he would give the whole party a very... surreal touch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                     3. Gloria Swanson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7tzLcgn1I/AAAAAAAAARQ/FZchWs7BSdk/s1600-h/GloriaPeacock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7tzLcgn1I/AAAAAAAAARQ/FZchWs7BSdk/s320/GloriaPeacock.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304938874590502738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Because she's still big. It's the pictures that got very very small! By the way, I adore that picture of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                       4. Francis Bacon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7tgMfBCiI/AAAAAAAAARI/EdL9qsicHJ8/s1600-h/Francis+Bacon,+London,+1975.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7tgMfBCiI/AAAAAAAAARI/EdL9qsicHJ8/s320/Francis+Bacon,+London,+1975.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304938548451936802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorite painter, by far and in my opinion one of the few artists that managed to capture so much emotion and pain into their works...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                       5. Syd Barrett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7tMvWb-KI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/3vY2zcD9Cvc/s1600-h/syd-barrett.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7tMvWb-KI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/3vY2zcD9Cvc/s320/syd-barrett.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304938214213810338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shine on, you crazy diamond! A wonderful and very inspiring musician with a tragic story. I don't think that anyone ever understood him but i guess there's gonna be a lot of crazyness in our little soire that he'll not feel very lonely! ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                           6. Weegee (aka Arthur Falling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7ssG7CcdI/AAAAAAAAAQw/DbGudzdj7g0/s1600-h/weegee-on-fire-escape.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7ssG7CcdI/AAAAAAAAAQw/DbGudzdj7g0/s320/weegee-on-fire-escape.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304937653605659090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, many of you may have already notice my obsession with black and white photographs. Well, Weegee is the man! I'd love to learn some of his secrets ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                7. Johnny Depp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7sbAq3dxI/AAAAAAAAAQo/65-JdwaK6c8/s1600-h/dead-man_johnny-depp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7sbAq3dxI/AAAAAAAAAQo/65-JdwaK6c8/s320/dead-man_johnny-depp.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304937359869441810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's one of the coolest people alive, no doubt about it (or at least he was 10 years ago, before jack sparrow and hollywood!) I especially want him to be the character he played in Jim Jarmush's ''Dead Man'' for this evening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                           8. Lewis Carroll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7sMM0o3YI/AAAAAAAAAQg/0rr9QqzwrXk/s1600-h/LewisCarrollSelfPhoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7sMM0o3YI/AAAAAAAAAQg/0rr9QqzwrXk/s320/LewisCarrollSelfPhoto.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304937105433615746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd really love to find out how his mind worked! I wish I had such a beautiful mind too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll tag:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*princess daisy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*messy maisies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sparkles and crumbs &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s: i really need someone to tell me how can I make names of blogs and bloggers clickable! I'm pathetic I know but technology is just too much for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my work now (No time and inspiration for photo shoots this week, I'm terribly sorry):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7rYjOlNEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/hKs4mng_GFI/s1600-h/IMGP2938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7rYjOlNEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/hKs4mng_GFI/s320/IMGP2938.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304936218094810178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7nj0d6QaI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/0eCvdrqcwcE/s1600-h/IMGP2939.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7nj0d6QaI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/0eCvdrqcwcE/s320/IMGP2939.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304932013654557090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7j4drPxDI/AAAAAAAAAQI/dMxUf8YADpU/s1600-h/IMGP2932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7j4drPxDI/AAAAAAAAAQI/dMxUf8YADpU/s320/IMGP2932.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304927970267218994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7gjGO4yHI/AAAAAAAAAQA/HwZJmvxj66E/s1600-h/IMGP2918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 189px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7gjGO4yHI/AAAAAAAAAQA/HwZJmvxj66E/s320/IMGP2918.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304924304662120562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7eOcORbDI/AAAAAAAAAP4/4xcKNzZHEkI/s1600-h/IMGP2942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7eOcORbDI/AAAAAAAAAP4/4xcKNzZHEkI/s320/IMGP2942.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304921750764612658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, Micaela from The Drifter and the Gypsy, one of the most beautiful blogs- most of you agree with me, I believe- gave my blog an award:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7dwG21VTI/AAAAAAAAAPw/jCIpAYE1-xg/s1600-h/i_love_your_blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 184px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7dwG21VTI/AAAAAAAAAPw/jCIpAYE1-xg/s320/i_love_your_blog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304921229633082674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you so so so much, dearie! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And finally some things that I'm liking right now:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7dQmT2rTI/AAAAAAAAAPo/DrFupeMXq4s/s1600-h/117500715_c4f44c61e0_o.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7dQmT2rTI/AAAAAAAAAPo/DrFupeMXq4s/s320/117500715_c4f44c61e0_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304920688320490802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rodney, oh Rodney! I need some of his talent immediately!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7cpC3--QI/AAAAAAAAAPg/AReKL8CfM5A/s1600-h/Jesus2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7cpC3--QI/AAAAAAAAAPg/AReKL8CfM5A/s320/Jesus2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304920008793454850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel very very inspired by The Jesus and Mary Chain lately. ''Some Candy Talking'' is THE song. Download, download!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7cTZ7C0yI/AAAAAAAAAPY/YZkULHk-Knw/s1600-h/20081123231950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7cTZ7C0yI/AAAAAAAAAPY/YZkULHk-Knw/s320/20081123231950.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304919637023183650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh and Jessica Stam!, I'm not really into models and stuff, but I think she's really beautiful and has done a lot of glorious editorials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7bsMOnZCI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/MEmB62SmKGE/s1600-h/20090217200421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7bsMOnZCI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/MEmB62SmKGE/s320/20090217200421.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304918963332277282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found this picture yesterday on weheartit.com . I don't know to who it belongs but it's so haunting and unsettling that I can't stop staring at it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4899367973725082818-4388334509042809051?l=pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/4388334509042809051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-sugars-i-think-i-have-lot-of.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/4388334509042809051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/4388334509042809051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-sugars-i-think-i-have-lot-of.html' title='I&apos;ll be where you can&apos;t see, somewhere I can&apos;t be found, my little underground'/><author><name>constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04774920933439803204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SgcV201RVXI/AAAAAAAAAjo/9Xw8lVjP5SI/S220/IMGP3782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZ7uFMd8KJI/AAAAAAAAARg/v-yoEiKNYxw/s72-c/2038101941_63d0b6cde6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899367973725082818.post-4428552888861066827</id><published>2009-02-14T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T06:36:52.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My funny valentine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                  ''Hey little girl, is your daddy home?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                          Did he go away leave you all alone?''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZbIjy_1F9I/AAAAAAAAAPI/7PjLa-xqcMI/s1600-h/IMGP2832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZbIjy_1F9I/AAAAAAAAAPI/7PjLa-xqcMI/s320/IMGP2832.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302646128585807826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZbGOlUKymI/AAAAAAAAAO4/ZAUcEoPat7g/s1600-h/IMGP2825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZbGOlUKymI/AAAAAAAAAO4/ZAUcEoPat7g/s320/IMGP2825.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302643565112511074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZbFnWA2bwI/AAAAAAAAAOw/qSLjGkkqBe4/s1600-h/IMGP2829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZbFnWA2bwI/AAAAAAAAAOw/qSLjGkkqBe4/s320/IMGP2829.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302642890990055170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZbDaUcOgfI/AAAAAAAAAOo/useA_bR-Gpg/s1600-h/IMGP2828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZbDaUcOgfI/AAAAAAAAAOo/useA_bR-Gpg/s320/IMGP2828.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302640468206453234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZbCoWZLKwI/AAAAAAAAAOg/miGAovt1vOs/s1600-h/IMGP2821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZbCoWZLKwI/AAAAAAAAAOg/miGAovt1vOs/s320/IMGP2821.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302639609737063170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZbB0lIJpNI/AAAAAAAAAOY/oIto2dYdI1w/s1600-h/IMGP2817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZbB0lIJpNI/AAAAAAAAAOY/oIto2dYdI1w/s320/IMGP2817.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302638720338994386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZbBQiYkJuI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/9wOZfRJpJp4/s1600-h/IMGP2815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 185px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZbBQiYkJuI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/9wOZfRJpJp4/s320/IMGP2815.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302638101127243490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A photo shoot I did with my sister yesterday. It did not turn out exactly as I wanted to (I had an Edie Sedgwick-like photo shoot in mind!), but I hope it's not entirely disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I love gliterry stars on cheeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZa_2dmUYYI/AAAAAAAAAOA/vLNPlakAZ_k/s1600-h/237208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZa_2dmUYYI/AAAAAAAAAOA/vLNPlakAZ_k/s320/237208.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302636553654526338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I think i have a HUGE crush on this flowery radio! If I had £200, this beauty would sooo decorate my room now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If anyone else is interested, it can be found at www.cathkidston.co.uk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a few pics for inspiration:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZa_FIINuQI/AAAAAAAAAN4/3X_wZKXx2Rw/s1600-h/20081116113932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 221px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZa_FIINuQI/AAAAAAAAAN4/3X_wZKXx2Rw/s320/20081116113932.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302635706077526274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZa-7AFS-9I/AAAAAAAAANw/JlfUg8dfTxg/s1600-h/20080604230657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZa-7AFS-9I/AAAAAAAAANw/JlfUg8dfTxg/s320/20080604230657.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302635532119112658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZa-a8PEGnI/AAAAAAAAANo/EVdZcTPaYpo/s1600-h/20090202002700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZa-a8PEGnI/AAAAAAAAANo/EVdZcTPaYpo/s320/20090202002700.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302634981330524786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZa-KM8VdEI/AAAAAAAAANg/fwl8AI3l4To/s1600-h/20080822080345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZa-KM8VdEI/AAAAAAAAANg/fwl8AI3l4To/s320/20080822080345.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302634693757596738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZa-DOrgiII/AAAAAAAAANY/ICBTYLyO0-g/s1600-h/20090209135020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZa-DOrgiII/AAAAAAAAANY/ICBTYLyO0-g/s320/20090209135020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302634573964806274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZa9fy5Fz1I/AAAAAAAAANQ/az2_qCdLIUA/s1600-h/20090203161352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZa9fy5Fz1I/AAAAAAAAANQ/az2_qCdLIUA/s320/20090203161352.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302633965210160978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                  That's all for today, au revoir darlings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                           Oh and happy valentine's day to you all (Although I have nothing ''special to do today) !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4899367973725082818-4428552888861066827?l=pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/4428552888861066827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-little-girl-is-your-daddy-home-did.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/4428552888861066827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/4428552888861066827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-little-girl-is-your-daddy-home-did.html' title='My funny valentine'/><author><name>constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04774920933439803204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SgcV201RVXI/AAAAAAAAAjo/9Xw8lVjP5SI/S220/IMGP3782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZbIjy_1F9I/AAAAAAAAAPI/7PjLa-xqcMI/s72-c/IMGP2832.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899367973725082818.post-6095532796433487165</id><published>2009-02-09T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T12:37:00.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And she gave away the secrets of her past and said I've lost control again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                    ''Confusion in her eyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZCK7YKiZfI/AAAAAAAAALg/zRblWgdSCTk/s1600-h/IMGP2718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZCK7YKiZfI/AAAAAAAAALg/zRblWgdSCTk/s320/IMGP2718.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300889514118637042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                    ''...that says it all''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZCH86nTZzI/AAAAAAAAALY/DNZY4b7Z-to/s1600-h/IMGP2725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZCH86nTZzI/AAAAAAAAALY/DNZY4b7Z-to/s320/IMGP2725.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300886242011080498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                           ''She showed up all the errors and mistakes...''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZB80bxFX6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/hLExaDlB4K4/s1600-h/IMGP2727.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 248px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZB80bxFX6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/hLExaDlB4K4/s320/IMGP2727.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300874001663745954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                           ''And how I'll never know just why or understand...''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZB5rTsw1WI/AAAAAAAAALI/ECgrUnLceWk/s1600-h/IMGP2719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZB5rTsw1WI/AAAAAAAAALI/ECgrUnLceWk/s320/IMGP2719.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300870546344432994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                           &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;''But she expressed herself in many different ways...''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZB1n4lzQnI/AAAAAAAAAK4/SweV2gUgxks/s1600-h/IMGP2733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZB1n4lzQnI/AAAAAAAAAK4/SweV2gUgxks/s320/IMGP2733.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300866089481355890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                 ''And walked upon the edge of no escape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 until she lost control again...''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ok, my first photoshoot ever, inspired by the glorious gerne of film noir, a typewriter and my friend's gorgeous curls...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hope you like it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4899367973725082818-6095532796433487165?l=pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/6095532796433487165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-she-gave-away-secrets-of-her-past.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/6095532796433487165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/6095532796433487165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-she-gave-away-secrets-of-her-past.html' title='And she gave away the secrets of her past and said I&apos;ve lost control again'/><author><name>constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04774920933439803204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SgcV201RVXI/AAAAAAAAAjo/9Xw8lVjP5SI/S220/IMGP3782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SZCK7YKiZfI/AAAAAAAAALg/zRblWgdSCTk/s72-c/IMGP2718.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899367973725082818.post-2389038978034792186</id><published>2009-01-27T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T10:00:25.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The harmonicas play the skeleton key's in the rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hi! I'm terribly sorry for such a late update, but really nothing much happened the past month. Oh well, apart from the fact that i started reading a Marie Antoinette biography. She's definitely a hero of mine so i'm kinda addicted to this book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also saw an incredibly beautiful movie two days ago called ''The Curious Case of Benjamin Button''. Guys, you must watch this! The direction and the costumes were so amazing and inspired and the script was ace ( although it somehow reminded me of ''Forrest Gump'') &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT I have to warn you, it's a very depressing movie (gosh, I haven't cried in the movies for ages...) and very thought-provoking too. Since sunday I have been wondering how would life be be if we were born 80 years old and grew younger as the time passes. What do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SX9Ci2rJnPI/AAAAAAAAAKw/GN2BZfBObdg/s1600-h/img-thing-6.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 203px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SX9Ci2rJnPI/AAAAAAAAAKw/GN2BZfBObdg/s320/img-thing-6.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296024853370477810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhhh and the GOOD news! I finally bought a new photo camera, with a lense this time! i'm extremely happy but I have to say that I have some difficulties in learning how this thing works. I mean, I read all the instructions , a 2oo pages-booklet and I still feel a little lost. Technology is not my thing, I guess. Anyways I managed to take some pictures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here you are! (Please don't be too ''strict'' when judging them! It was the first time i used the camera! ;p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SX9CUXGHhWI/AAAAAAAAAKo/R24HqWvmKTs/s1600-h/IMGP2548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SX9CUXGHhWI/AAAAAAAAAKo/R24HqWvmKTs/s320/IMGP2548.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296024604375483746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SX8-lD1QSLI/AAAAAAAAAKg/s6qOoRydM50/s1600-h/IMGP2549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SX8-lD1QSLI/AAAAAAAAAKg/s6qOoRydM50/s320/IMGP2549.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296020493215746226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SX8qRgRaOQI/AAAAAAAAAKY/CQ56YVfgZQA/s1600-h/IMGP2571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SX8qRgRaOQI/AAAAAAAAAKY/CQ56YVfgZQA/s320/IMGP2571.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295998167020091650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SX8pQ-B5OXI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/oxhH3MY1JV4/s1600-h/P1010052.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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SX8pQ-B5OXI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/oxhH3MY1JV4/s320/P1010052.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295997058316581234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SX8o69Hk6xI/AAAAAAAAAKI/qecGioI4mu8/s1600-h/IMGP2546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SX8o69Hk6xI/AAAAAAAAAKI/qecGioI4mu8/s320/IMGP2546.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295996680114858770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea, yea I know boring. Pictures of trees and leaves and bicycles... But they make me feel relaxed in way! But don't worry, I have some photoshoot ideas in that messy brain of mine that may be more interesting. ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: Title from Bob Dylan's ''Visions of Johanna''. I forgot to mention that i'm very very obsessed with this song lately. Its lyrics are just genius!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4899367973725082818-2389038978034792186?l=pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/2389038978034792186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/01/harmonicas-play-skeleton-keys-in-rain.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/2389038978034792186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/2389038978034792186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2009/01/harmonicas-play-skeleton-keys-in-rain.html' title='The harmonicas play the skeleton key&apos;s in the rain'/><author><name>constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04774920933439803204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SgcV201RVXI/AAAAAAAAAjo/9Xw8lVjP5SI/S220/IMGP3782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SX9Ci2rJnPI/AAAAAAAAAKw/GN2BZfBObdg/s72-c/img-thing-6.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899367973725082818.post-8767308377007607803</id><published>2008-12-30T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T10:22:40.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a door that keeps revolving in a half-forgotten dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SVpdlAvlq9I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/lbjlAv6J5G4/s1600-h/P1010105.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&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/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SVpdlAvlq9I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/lbjlAv6J5G4/s320/P1010105.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285640003108842450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today-when I woke up, to be more precise- I felt the need to create something, anything! so I started to decorate my moleskine diary for 2009! I did that all morning and it felt so damn good! I know this sound a bit too much but in my rather horrible daily routine I don't have the time or the mind to do things like that... The photo is taken by me. Hope you like the semi-finished bob dylan page of the calender&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SVpYuhiSTfI/AAAAAAAAAEA/OFspOMhc8VI/s1600-h/A+bout+de+souffle+(4)+(Godard).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SVpYuhiSTfI/AAAAAAAAAEA/OFspOMhc8VI/s320/A+bout+de+souffle+(4)+(Godard).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285634668972101106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also watched '' A Bout de Souffle'' (the title in english is ''Breathless'' I think). Well, I thought it was a very nice movie but it's so very overrated! Seriously, it's not as good as it is said to be. I absolutely loved Jean Seberg though! I 've heard of her in the past but I was never really interested in her. Till today of course. What a beauty she was and what a tragic story she had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two very inspiring pictures of her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SVpYRv6dbJI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Ifwe439uoqc/s1600-h/seberg_jean2.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SVpYRv6dbJI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Ifwe439uoqc/s1600-h/seberg_jean2.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 320px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SVpYRv6dbJI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Ifwe439uoqc/s320/seberg_jean2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285634174615383186" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SVpYL805tXI/AAAAAAAAADw/AXLfC8AIZoM/s1600-h/05m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SVpYL805tXI/AAAAAAAAADw/AXLfC8AIZoM/s320/05m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285634075002516850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and for the end some lyrics of one of the dreamiest songs ever written. '' The Windmills of your Mind'' by Dusty Springfield- I like her version better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-style: italic;"&gt;Like a circle in a spiral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-style: italic;"&gt;Like a wheel within a wheel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-style: italic;"&gt;Never ending or beginning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-style: italic;"&gt;On an ever-spinning reel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-style: italic;"&gt;Like a snowball down a mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-style: italic;"&gt;Or a carnival balloon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-style: italic;"&gt;Like a carousel thats turning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-style: italic;"&gt;Running rings around the moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-style: italic;"&gt;Like a clock whose hands are sweeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-style: italic;"&gt;Past the minutes of its face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-style: italic;"&gt;And the world is like an apple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-style: italic;"&gt;Whirling silently in space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-style: italic;"&gt;Like the circles that you find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-style: italic;"&gt;In the windmills of your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4899367973725082818-8767308377007607803?l=pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/8767308377007607803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2008/12/like-door-that-keeps-revolving-in-half.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/8767308377007607803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/8767308377007607803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2008/12/like-door-that-keeps-revolving-in-half.html' title='Like a door that keeps revolving in a half-forgotten dream'/><author><name>constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04774920933439803204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SgcV201RVXI/AAAAAAAAAjo/9Xw8lVjP5SI/S220/IMGP3782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SVpdlAvlq9I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/lbjlAv6J5G4/s72-c/P1010105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899367973725082818.post-3005037437329114468</id><published>2008-12-26T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T12:24:10.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can hardly wait for...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SVU6ipFxNxI/AAAAAAAAACY/RUdslA4CxWY/s1600-h/img-thing-3.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 143px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SVU6ipFxNxI/AAAAAAAAACY/RUdslA4CxWY/s320/img-thing-3.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284194104609158930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...''500 days of summer''! It's an upcoming romantic indie flick starring two of my favorite young actors who are definitely two of the coolest people in the movie business: The always adorable Zooey Deschanel and Joseph Gordon-Levitt, known for his mad talent and good looks! The story goes like this: There's Summer who doesn't believe in love and doesn't really care for relationships and so on and on the other side there's Tom (I'm not sure about the name) who is hopeless romantic and falls madly in love with her! Sounds really cute and lovely to me but unfortunately it comes on the 24th of july in the u.s... which means a year after that in my country!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple of promoting photos that are out &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SVU6ZobI-iI/AAAAAAAAACQ/3bWf-afia3E/s1600-h/img-thing-4.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SVU6ZobI-iI/AAAAAAAAACQ/3bWf-afia3E/s320/img-thing-4.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284193949811538466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SVU6PYUJB-I/AAAAAAAAACI/L2vNmGLHGJA/s1600-h/img-thing-5.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 188px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SVU6PYUJB-I/AAAAAAAAACI/L2vNmGLHGJA/s320/img-thing-5.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284193773688522722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  I especially love this one ^^^. They are so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4899367973725082818-3005037437329114468?l=pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/3005037437329114468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-can-hardly-wait-for.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/3005037437329114468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/3005037437329114468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-can-hardly-wait-for.html' title='I can hardly wait for...'/><author><name>constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04774920933439803204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SgcV201RVXI/AAAAAAAAAjo/9Xw8lVjP5SI/S220/IMGP3782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SVU6ipFxNxI/AAAAAAAAACY/RUdslA4CxWY/s72-c/img-thing-3.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899367973725082818.post-4751630888344188530</id><published>2008-12-26T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T10:35:53.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's making sure she is not dreaming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So fellas, this is my first post and i have really no idea of what to write. The thing is that I decided to start this blog today and very but VERY spontaneously. Actually I wanted to start one since ages ago but I guess I was too lazy to do it. But now that school's out for christmas and I have plenty of free time -yay!- , heeeere I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK enough with introduction, I believe I should talk a bit about myself. I'm Constance- it's actually my french/english version of my name (I prefer the french version by the way) but no one is calling me with my real greek name any more- and I'm still living with my parents with sucks! My life is boring most of the times BUT I have a huge imagination (be sure for that!) and good taste (aaaright you can disagree on that)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and something really important about me! I get very easily obsessed with various things but this doesn't mean that when I eventually stop being obsessed with them I don't ike them any more. ''Without obsession life is nothing'' said John Waters, anyone else agrees with him besides me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm currently obsessed with photography. I always was. You know some sort of eternal obsession! I love both takin' and lookin' at other people's (better) photos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some cool ones (not mine):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SVUo_80lDFI/AAAAAAAAABo/9wLY0WlpMPg/s1600-h/vlcsnap-28204.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SVUo_80lDFI/AAAAAAAAABo/9wLY0WlpMPg/s320/vlcsnap-28204.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284174816912673874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;     This one is from ''Twin Peaks''. Mr Palmer gets crazy and plays golf in the living room!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SVUo0C-IJtI/AAAAAAAAABg/aE2x8AhktDI/s1600-h/parkinson100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SVUo0C-IJtI/AAAAAAAAABg/aE2x8AhktDI/s320/parkinson100.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284174612404905682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                        The coolest photo I've seen in ages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SVUofThhsKI/AAAAAAAAABY/iGEf69eMN8A/s1600-h/2aornr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SVUofThhsKI/AAAAAAAAABY/iGEf69eMN8A/s320/2aornr.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284174256071094434" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SVUoW3PDlPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ROXtU0rsSU0/s1600-h/parkinson088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SVUoW3PDlPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ROXtU0rsSU0/s320/parkinson088.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284174111038477554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                    I think this one is pretty sexy! hmmm?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all for today! Kinda stupid post I know but I promise I'll be more interesting in the future!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Oh shit, I forgot to comment on the third photo! Anyways, it's Kate Moss, very early 90s. I think this is her best photo shoot ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.SSSSSSS: I'm really sorry for any grammar or vocabulary mistakes. English is not my mother language&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4899367973725082818-4751630888344188530?l=pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/feeds/4751630888344188530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2008/12/shes-making-sure-she-is-not-dreaming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/4751630888344188530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4899367973725082818/posts/default/4751630888344188530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pooroldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/2008/12/shes-making-sure-she-is-not-dreaming.html' title='She&apos;s making sure she is not dreaming'/><author><name>constance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04774920933439803204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SgcV201RVXI/AAAAAAAAAjo/9Xw8lVjP5SI/S220/IMGP3782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oai4pTwrMyI/SVUo_80lDFI/AAAAAAAAABo/9wLY0WlpMPg/s72-c/vlcsnap-28204.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
