<?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-9017945056870053220</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:20:12.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swing Life Away</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladimirsd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9017945056870053220/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladimirsd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vladimir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16835493511202697837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yTEwA-vPHeg/R7kTS_G2CLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/yVjZYBELsNg/S220/ice+skating+7.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9017945056870053220.post-5404020923199890094</id><published>2008-08-11T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T03:34:48.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no subject</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;this isn't a real update on the life front because, the thing is, there's really not much worth writing about going on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9017945056870053220-5404020923199890094?l=vladimirsd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladimirsd.blogspot.com/feeds/5404020923199890094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9017945056870053220&amp;postID=5404020923199890094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9017945056870053220/posts/default/5404020923199890094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9017945056870053220/posts/default/5404020923199890094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladimirsd.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-subject.html' title='no subject'/><author><name>Vladimir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16835493511202697837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yTEwA-vPHeg/R7kTS_G2CLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/yVjZYBELsNg/S220/ice+skating+7.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9017945056870053220.post-1742653268096224548</id><published>2008-06-21T01:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T01:27:57.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1001 JOURNALS</title><content type='html'>i'm participating in the 1001 journals project. i just recently bought a blank journal and passing it around friends. anyone want in? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9017945056870053220-1742653268096224548?l=vladimirsd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladimirsd.blogspot.com/feeds/1742653268096224548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9017945056870053220&amp;postID=1742653268096224548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9017945056870053220/posts/default/1742653268096224548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9017945056870053220/posts/default/1742653268096224548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladimirsd.blogspot.com/2008/06/1001-journals.html' title='1001 JOURNALS'/><author><name>Vladimir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16835493511202697837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yTEwA-vPHeg/R7kTS_G2CLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/yVjZYBELsNg/S220/ice+skating+7.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9017945056870053220.post-2978957649650432043</id><published>2008-04-02T18:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T13:31:18.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>devious</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img530.imageshack.us/img530/9772/img42522mm9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://img530.imageshack.us/img530/9772/img42522mm9.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;they keep me sane (and laughing).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9017945056870053220-2978957649650432043?l=vladimirsd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladimirsd.blogspot.com/feeds/2978957649650432043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9017945056870053220&amp;postID=2978957649650432043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9017945056870053220/posts/default/2978957649650432043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9017945056870053220/posts/default/2978957649650432043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladimirsd.blogspot.com/2008/04/devious.html' title='devious'/><author><name>Vladimir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16835493511202697837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yTEwA-vPHeg/R7kTS_G2CLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/yVjZYBELsNg/S220/ice+skating+7.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9017945056870053220.post-4107231387842843741</id><published>2008-03-14T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T17:22:41.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>frustration &amp; excitement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm here to vent about school because it is kicking my ass and i am running away like it's the bully from the playground and i'm that fragile, glasses-wearing kid who just wants to get away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but enough about similes and metaphors; english isn't the problem presently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my upcoming anatomy test promises to be the worst one of the year, in terms of material. here's a list of what i need to know to even have a chance at passing with a C (and i pretty much only know like half): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- 61 muscles: locations on charts/models/cadavers, AND the origin, insertion, and action of each muscle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- 36 tendons and ligaments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- all of the bones and their landmarks of the lower and upper limbs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- cardiovascular system: trace blood circulation of adult and fetus, the heart, locate and identify veins and arteries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- lymphatic system: know organs, tissues, and vessels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- microscope: locate 4 structures and substructures on the microscope. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- know all lower and upper limb dislocations and how/why they occur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- AND DO THIS ALL BY MARCH 24TH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i possibly survive the next couple weeks and somehow don't blank too much when the test comes, i think i might just go treat &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt; to dinner and a movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i'm going to finally feel like a real college student. red bull and energy bars will be my bffs for the next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;______________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aside from school, i'm pretty stoked with the impending spring break. i want to live out this spring break - road trip with the bests, lunch and dinner with others, late-night starbucks, movie night, etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is what is keeping me going. and, seriously, that's all i really need. &lt;/div&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/9017945056870053220-4107231387842843741?l=vladimirsd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladimirsd.blogspot.com/feeds/4107231387842843741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9017945056870053220&amp;postID=4107231387842843741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9017945056870053220/posts/default/4107231387842843741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9017945056870053220/posts/default/4107231387842843741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladimirsd.blogspot.com/2008/03/frustration-excitement.html' title='frustration &amp; excitement'/><author><name>Vladimir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16835493511202697837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yTEwA-vPHeg/R7kTS_G2CLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/yVjZYBELsNg/S220/ice+skating+7.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9017945056870053220.post-5525837796034424449</id><published>2008-02-29T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T17:10:37.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>leap frog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seeing as how it's a leap year, i thought a blog would be appropriate to mark one blog in four years under february 29.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, here it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9017945056870053220-5525837796034424449?l=vladimirsd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladimirsd.blogspot.com/feeds/5525837796034424449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9017945056870053220&amp;postID=5525837796034424449' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9017945056870053220/posts/default/5525837796034424449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9017945056870053220/posts/default/5525837796034424449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladimirsd.blogspot.com/2008/02/leap-frog.html' title='leap frog'/><author><name>Vladimir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16835493511202697837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yTEwA-vPHeg/R7kTS_G2CLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/yVjZYBELsNg/S220/ice+skating+7.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9017945056870053220.post-2142211879956293409</id><published>2008-02-20T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T18:14:09.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>letters are the new mixtapes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yTEwA-vPHeg/R7zeNfG2CPI/AAAAAAAAACU/ksKbKcJUlls/s1600-h/IMG_4069_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yTEwA-vPHeg/R7zeNfG2CPI/AAAAAAAAACU/ksKbKcJUlls/s320/IMG_4069_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169250795584358642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was pouring rain today &amp;amp; i liked it this way. even if it did make my jeans wet and my drive home more perilous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, i miss writing and receiving letters by mail. everything is so high tech now that all the writing we ever do and receive is in the form of email, text message, or myspace/facebook comments. which is why, i want to ask,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;does anyone want a penpal? :)&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/9017945056870053220-2142211879956293409?l=vladimirsd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladimirsd.blogspot.com/feeds/2142211879956293409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9017945056870053220&amp;postID=2142211879956293409' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9017945056870053220/posts/default/2142211879956293409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9017945056870053220/posts/default/2142211879956293409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladimirsd.blogspot.com/2008/02/letters-are-new-mixtapes.html' title='letters are the new mixtapes'/><author><name>Vladimir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16835493511202697837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yTEwA-vPHeg/R7kTS_G2CLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/yVjZYBELsNg/S220/ice+skating+7.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_yTEwA-vPHeg/R7zeNfG2CPI/AAAAAAAAACU/ksKbKcJUlls/s72-c/IMG_4069_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9017945056870053220.post-7105978976678874761</id><published>2008-02-18T18:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T18:46:43.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you go girl! (&amp; don't come back)</title><content type='html'>perversion. the theme of today was perversion. every other sentence that seemed to come out of my mouth sounded wrong in some way. take these three examples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; "did you give it to her?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; "did you stick your face in there?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; "i pulled my pants down and felt really good..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll admit, if i were passing by and heard those sentences, i would probably stop first. and then laugh. which is exactly what my friends were doing. it's all about context though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;i was asking my friend whether he was able to give the girl he liked a mixtape and a pile of other gifts for valentine's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; we had an anatomy test two weeks ago where we had to identify parts on the cadaver. sometimes the parts labeled weren't exactly visible so you had to really look into the cadaver. so, i asked my friend if she stuck here face in closer to see the organ in question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; this, i could have actually worded differently, but what's the fun in that? right before my anatomy lecture, i drank a cup of french vanilla cappuccino and had to sit through the entire hour lecture needing to use the bathroom. i couldn't even go as soon as class was over because there was only a 10 minute passing period and my next class was literally across campus. i finally got to go in the bathroom right next to my next class. &amp;amp; it was relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i guess the lesson here is not to judge to quickly. but, if you're ever bored with life, then do so.&lt;br /&gt;________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought season 1 of the o.C last week and just started watching it today. i think, even if i were to become rich and famous, i'd still want to hang out in the heart of chula vista, where the people are diverse and, hell, there's something exciting about wondering whether you're going to have some filipino food, watch the sunset at the beach, dance at a quinceanera, or end up getting lost and ending up in mexico on any given day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9017945056870053220-7105978976678874761?l=vladimirsd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladimirsd.blogspot.com/feeds/7105978976678874761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9017945056870053220&amp;postID=7105978976678874761' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9017945056870053220/posts/default/7105978976678874761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9017945056870053220/posts/default/7105978976678874761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladimirsd.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-go-girl-dont-come-back.html' title='you go girl! (&amp; don&apos;t come back)'/><author><name>Vladimir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16835493511202697837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yTEwA-vPHeg/R7kTS_G2CLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/yVjZYBELsNg/S220/ice+skating+7.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9017945056870053220.post-7362875926997509791</id><published>2008-02-14T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T23:18:22.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need you boo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yTEwA-vPHeg/R7UhAPG2CHI/AAAAAAAAABY/iUaNhuPFOl4/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yTEwA-vPHeg/R7UhAPG2CHI/AAAAAAAAABY/iUaNhuPFOl4/s320/love.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167072435416467570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today is valentine's day a.k.a. single awareness day but i prefer not to call it that, at least not today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last valentine was pretty sad, which left me cynical and bitter. but, what's the use of that? so, this year i decided to embrace the holiday. but instead of thinking about chocolates and balloons and fancy dinners, i just tried to think about love and what it means to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have a lot of love in my life. maybe not the kind of love that makes my palms sweat or the kind of love that causes my heart to race a little bit faster but love in the sense of family, of friends, of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was raining the whole day today and i like it like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this day is supposed to be one of the saddest and happiest days of the year; i just choose to be happy this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ilu. everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. that smile picture was taken at sdsu today when i was walking to class and saw it graffitied on the floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9017945056870053220-7362875926997509791?l=vladimirsd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladimirsd.blogspot.com/feeds/7362875926997509791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9017945056870053220&amp;postID=7362875926997509791' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9017945056870053220/posts/default/7362875926997509791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9017945056870053220/posts/default/7362875926997509791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladimirsd.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-need-you-boo.html' title='i need you boo'/><author><name>Vladimir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16835493511202697837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yTEwA-vPHeg/R7kTS_G2CLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/yVjZYBELsNg/S220/ice+skating+7.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_yTEwA-vPHeg/R7UhAPG2CHI/AAAAAAAAABY/iUaNhuPFOl4/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9017945056870053220.post-6548830742671491662</id><published>2008-02-09T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T23:29:25.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>news flash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yTEwA-vPHeg/R7U-svG2CJI/AAAAAAAAABo/rTozrRb4dbo/s320/IMG_4067_3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167105085757851794" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know i've yet to chronicle my life on this but maybe i should start; i'll end up regretting it years from now when all i have left are fuzzy memories of summer days and foggy mornings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life is pretty dull right now. aside from my regular load of classes, nothing exciting is really happening. i feel like i'm becoming more and more recluse this year. i haven't seen or talked to my friends as much as i've wanted to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i really just need to concentrate right now. instead of pressing buttons on my remote control, i should be pressing the buttons of my little blackbook, cranking out essays and notes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but, that'll all come when in due time. i think i also need to remember that i'm just 18 &amp;amp; life is happing right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lately, i've been studying alone at starbucks; i have a mocha frappuccino on one side of the table and an assortment of textbooks, pencils, notes and a laptop on the other. i've also been taking the last 30 minutes or so to write stories and prose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've also been inspired to be more artistic. i haven't picked up my camera in months and i feel like i should soon. i also want to paint and sketch. i don't know. sometimes, i feel like i have all this time on my hands and sometimes it feels like i don't even have enough time to sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9017945056870053220-6548830742671491662?l=vladimirsd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladimirsd.blogspot.com/feeds/6548830742671491662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9017945056870053220&amp;postID=6548830742671491662' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9017945056870053220/posts/default/6548830742671491662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9017945056870053220/posts/default/6548830742671491662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladimirsd.blogspot.com/2008/02/news-flash.html' title='news flash'/><author><name>Vladimir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16835493511202697837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yTEwA-vPHeg/R7kTS_G2CLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/yVjZYBELsNg/S220/ice+skating+7.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yTEwA-vPHeg/R7U-svG2CJI/AAAAAAAAABo/rTozrRb4dbo/s72-c/IMG_4067_3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9017945056870053220.post-8609156704523139390</id><published>2007-11-12T01:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T23:29:38.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>18 Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;well? i'm 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9017945056870053220-8609156704523139390?l=vladimirsd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladimirsd.blogspot.com/feeds/8609156704523139390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9017945056870053220&amp;postID=8609156704523139390' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9017945056870053220/posts/default/8609156704523139390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9017945056870053220/posts/default/8609156704523139390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladimirsd.blogspot.com/2007/11/18-forever.html' title='18 Forever'/><author><name>Vladimir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16835493511202697837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yTEwA-vPHeg/R7kTS_G2CLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/yVjZYBELsNg/S220/ice+skating+7.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
