<?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-7623809104436996370</id><updated>2012-01-05T20:37:00.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Magic City College Girl</title><subtitle type='html'>Hi, welcome to my blog! A college student and recently employed again girl's journey through life, college, work, and love while trying to have independence and get the life that she wants. This is a blog for everyone. All are welcome. No censorship here.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-4521429578132839441</id><published>2012-01-01T10:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T11:54:38.042-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XcJR57EjkWc/TwCDVnC4L1I/AAAAAAAAAxo/IFLjXmnrh8k/s1600/happy%2Bnew%2Byear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 182px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XcJR57EjkWc/TwCDVnC4L1I/AAAAAAAAAxo/IFLjXmnrh8k/s320/happy%2Bnew%2Byear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692694336277851986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Happy New Year everyone! i hope everyone had a good night and a lot of fun. i hope 2012 will be better for everyone. sadly i had to work but it was an ok night. my man is still outta town but i did get to talk to him yesterday. i really miss him. i think this year is gonna be even better for me. some of the goals i set for myself last year i was able to achieve. hopefully the other goals i have i will get to do this year. forget hoping, i will achieve them. first up will be to get a few more things fixed on my car, its runs great but got a few things to take care of with it. then i plant o get a place. i get so excited at the thought of finally moved out into my own place. also i really want to get back into school this year. another thing will be to get started on the businesses/real estate that my man and i wanna do. i hope everyone will get everything they want this new year. Have a great 1st day of the year everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7623809104436996370-4521429578132839441?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4521429578132839441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=4521429578132839441' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/4521429578132839441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/4521429578132839441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XcJR57EjkWc/TwCDVnC4L1I/AAAAAAAAAxo/IFLjXmnrh8k/s72-c/happy%2Bnew%2Byear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-4613766225997418312</id><published>2011-12-28T05:39:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T14:57:45.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>where was I ... ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;After working last night i had errands to run in the morning so when i went to bed yesterday it was 1pm so i spend the day in bed. i guess i must have been tired. i woke up very late around 11pm (was pissed off) and after a while got online and decided to go on my blog again. it had been months. i didnt even realized it until i started looking at my last post. cant believe i havent written anything since before halloween. i feel embarrassed. sometimes people just have stuff going on and get distracted or tired, etc. i honestly have not had the energy or motivation to write. i really should post more often like i used to. i used to be so active on here in the beginning and especially being the holidays i hate that i havent posted or even changed the way my blog looks to go with the holidays. i love doing that and completely missed it. life can get to you. anyway i am going to catch everyone up on what i've been up to this holiday season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1gT-JmdeEH8/Tvr31cDnHEI/AAAAAAAAAxE/cB1bRQ9BHJI/s1600/moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 115px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1gT-JmdeEH8/Tvr31cDnHEI/AAAAAAAAAxE/cB1bRQ9BHJI/s200/moon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691133576572509250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When halloween time came around i was pretty busy having fun. the friday before halloween i went out to a bar with friends to hear a band play. a friend of my friend knew someone playing in that band. on saturday i headed down to key west with a group of friends. around this time of year theres a festival down there called fantasy fest. some of you might have heard of it. its like a crazy street party and it seems like anything goes. i'm not wild and crazy like that but definitely had fun. we headed down by rented bus around noon and headed back up after midnight. the next night i had to go into work but thats ok b/c i had halloween night off and went to south beach with my friends and partied and took pics and stuff. they all left home early. i dont know why but i was still in the mood to party so i continued to have fun on my own and went home later on. got back home around 5am. This halloween weekend was one of the best weekends i have ever had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cpze40bRodo/TvsQdbuBpdI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/-H4ZH62ztGg/s1600/turkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cpze40bRodo/TvsQdbuBpdI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/-H4ZH62ztGg/s200/turkey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691160651955807698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;For thanksgiving not much happened. my mom was out of town, she didnt expect to be but had to. it was ok. i brought some stuff for thanksgiving dinner and made dinner for my dad and stepdad. that was about it for thanksgiving, just dinner at home and then had to work. its sux to have to work on a holiday but since i work at night i can still enjoy the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7BcQmsT7GJ0/Tvso5T5FVfI/AAAAAAAAAxc/iNXLA0wHC24/s1600/xmas.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 114px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7BcQmsT7GJ0/Tvso5T5FVfI/AAAAAAAAAxc/iNXLA0wHC24/s200/xmas.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691187519170106866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Christmas was similar to thanksgiving. my mom was originally still supposed to be outta town but came back early for christmas. sadly i got a cold from my dad recently so was still feeling sick before christmas. on christmas eve was supposed to go to my moms for dinner or at least just go somewhere but wasnt feeling up to it so i ended up staying in and watching christmas movies on tv. on christmas i was much better and went over to my moms place, my dad and stepdad were there also. so was my puppy and my moms dog (my puppy's mom). we all had dinner and then exchanged gifts. it was a nice night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During all of this i really wish my boyfriend could have joined me. i miss him so much. i barely get to see him anymore. he's been working so much lately. i would rather have spent my holiday time with him than anyone else. but i understand his side, he is really focusing on making money right now to get us started off right. soon enough we should be able to get our own place and when we do then he will ease up on work and work a more normal schedule like i do. also once we have a place we will have more peace of mind away from our families and the crappy places we live in now and be able to work together on achieving our goal of owning a business and some real estate so we can stop working jobs. i cant wait. we did have our 12 year anniversary recently. yes 12 years we have been together. we went to a concert and had dinner after wards then hung out for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates on my best friend are about the same. we have been talking more lately if you consider texting talking which i dont and i know many of you dont either. at least its something. we only actually talk when she calls me wanting to chat then we can finally chat for a while. i dont bother calling her at this time only b/c every time i have she gets distracted by anything and hangs up not even 5 mins later. oh well i guess this is just how things are with her now with the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now i'll just deal with it as is and maybe this is how its supposed to be now. i have my job which has been good to me for the 1 1/2 years i have been there and has given me the financial means to do just about whatever i want these days. in the past i had to rely on my best friend to go out most of the time or to pay for me sometimes which is part of the reason i feel the way i do. being able to make stable money has given me opportunities to go out with many friends more often, go to parties, buy things whenever i want, and even go out to things like concerts. i guess life found a way to balance things out for me and i didnt realize as much as i do now while typing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-4613766225997418312?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4613766225997418312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=4613766225997418312' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/4613766225997418312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/4613766225997418312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2011/12/where-was-i.html' title='where was I ... ?'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1gT-JmdeEH8/Tvr31cDnHEI/AAAAAAAAAxE/cB1bRQ9BHJI/s72-c/moon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-306152405504681974</id><published>2011-10-09T20:01:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T23:24:21.997-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Having fun and feeling better...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 260px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5qzg3xAPAqc/TpJUnP7zZNI/AAAAAAAAAwE/2JDrTr22tp8/s320/weird%2Bal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661680714827130066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Well things for me have been going a little better. i got to spend some time with my boyfriend recently. we went to a concert earlier in the week. it was a short trip away so i booked us a nice hotel room for the night. we had dinner, enjoyed the concert, and relaxed and talked the rest of the evening. got some great sleep too. we went to a Weird Al concert. i love that guy. he is as hilarious as ever. so glad i got us tix early. we have great upper level seats. we have laughed that hard or had that much fun in a long while. cant wait for him to tour in my area again. with my boyfriend working all the time and me working also its hard to spend any time together, especially when we dont live together right now. definitely gotta appreciate the times we do get to spend together even more. &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/-oZcZmZYRAhA/TpJXKawmHyI/AAAAAAAAAwM/jvYGPMdrZ-o/s1600/sitting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 140px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oZcZmZYRAhA/TpJXKawmHyI/AAAAAAAAAwM/jvYGPMdrZ-o/s320/sitting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661683518051589922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well as far as everything else things are getting a little better. still saving money for a place. had some expenses recently so almost have to start over again. one recent expense was one i was waiting for lately. i finally got my new puppy. she came in on friday. i love her, she is so adorable. has a little separation anxiety for now but generally she is very well behaved. i am happy with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as any updates with my best friend and her new baby, no updates really. she is doing well and the baby is good. i know how i have been ranting and raving about it lately. sorry if i bothered anyone too much. as i said before just had a lot of feelings to get out. i am just not used to this. one day not long ago we did chat on the phone for a while and that was great. havent chatted that long since the baby was born. most of the time now from talking for hours on the phone everyday is now reduced to mostly texting here and there. i still kinda feel the way i have described before but at this point in time i have come to some realizations. i have come to accept the situation especially when i have known her for over 15 years and over time this is how she has become. she distances herself from almost everyone when she has a change in her life. so for now all i can do is wait and see when she decides she wants me to visit. she is still my best friend and i still love and support her and will always be there for her. in the meantime i have my man and other friends that i have been hanging out with so i dont have to feel alone. i do have other people in my life that want to be with me and dont distance themselves b/c of a change. i am grateful for good friends and for a man that loves me very much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-306152405504681974?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/306152405504681974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=306152405504681974' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/306152405504681974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/306152405504681974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2011/10/having-fun-and-feeling-better.html' title='Having fun and feeling better...'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5qzg3xAPAqc/TpJUnP7zZNI/AAAAAAAAAwE/2JDrTr22tp8/s72-c/weird%2Bal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-1207322191678091416</id><published>2011-09-23T19:47:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T20:16:34.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall is here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y3JWe1FePdc/Tn0ctO_w22I/AAAAAAAAAvc/weQKRzoijmI/s1600/people%2Bin%2Bfall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y3JWe1FePdc/Tn0ctO_w22I/AAAAAAAAAvc/weQKRzoijmI/s320/people%2Bin%2Bfall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655708270492441442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well its the 1st day of fall today. i am feeling good about that. today there also new season premieres on today. theres kitchen nightmares, ghost adventures, and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also cant wait for the weather to change. would be nice for the days to be cooler. also fall is the start of the holidays. i love the holidays. i actually was hoping that my boyfriend and i couldve gotten married today. i thought being friday (our fav day of the week) and being the 1st day of fall (our fav season) it would have been a nice day to do so. and sept 23 is a nice date in my opinion too. sadly it didnt work out. oh well, thats ok. just gonna wait a little longer. not in a rush but it would be nice to marry the man i love already. i do have another date later this year in mind. maybe that will work out, we'll see.  either way it would be better to have an apt together first anyway. still working on that and getting closer to it. i have done some more work to my car and its running great so thats another thing i have been able to get done and am feeling good about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now i have been taking better care of myself and have been getting dr check ups and obgyn check ups and had a dental exam recently too. the general health checkups are fine. i will be getting my full obgyn check up results too. dental is ok too but i do need a cleaning. well everyone does after a while. i will mention the other check ups i plan to do in a future post. for now of course i wanted to see how i am healthwise and i am ok. as for the obgyn check ups, of course as a woman i wanna see how i am but also make sure i am ok to have kids in the future. especially since my boyfriend wants kids. it seems like i am going to get harassed about it for a while until i do. my boyfriend has wanted kids for years. for some years my mom has been bothering me about grand kids and has gotten more annoying over time, even more now b/c my best friend. i recently found out my boyfriends mom asked him about when we finally gonna have kids. everyone is starting to piss me off. i am not ready yet and dont have anything ready for a kid anyway. no apt, no money saved, not married, etc. sorry but i have never believed in that way of thinking that many people have about how you can never really be ready for a kid. well maybe not completely mentally ready but for me as far as financially (money), physically (losing weight), being stable (having a place to live), fun (travel a little and live a little bit more), etc people can be ready before hand. at least i plan to, despite how everyone is harassing me or whatever baby signs i have been seeing since last year.  and i have found it to be bs and many of the people i know that ended up having kids that way is b/c they allowed their emotional side to take over and they regretted it. i dont want to regret having kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as my last post. i know that i probably sounded crazy with as much as i wrote. hell i seem to have written a little too much in this post too, lol. gotta love blogs, great way to let out whatever you're feeling. i just had so much to let out. i am feeling better about kids lately. my best friend recently had her baby not long ago. i went to visit her at the hospital. i didnt hear from her the day the baby was born b/c she was in bad shape. she ended up having a c-section, and was given meds for pain. she really didnt want to but the baby couldnt fit through her pelvis. she was dead set on no c-section but i did warn her months ago to at least keep it in mind just in case b/c she is very thin woman and its likely to happen. and it happened, she didnt listen to me and now reality has hit her. now whats funny is that she says is at when she has her 2nd kid (at least 3 or more years form now) she try to have a natural birth (its possible after a c-section) and if after 2 or 3 hours of trying then she just tell the doctors to give her a c-section if she cant have the baby naturally. she would have had 3-4 kids if they she could have them all naturally but even the doctor told her that natural births are not for her and he doesnt recommend it. so it looks like she will likely just have 2.  i love her baby and all (i did the moment i saw her) but sadly the baby was born with a deformity, its minor though and can be easily fixed. i personally think that how she had the c-section and all the pain and swelling she went through and the baby's deformity was all karma coming back at her. she had a baby in an environment of selfishness and laziness in my opinion and thats why i think its happened the way it did. i even had visions and dreams of it. if you havent read my last post read it and you'll know why i am saying what i'm saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats my rant and rave for now i guess. i know sometimes i post more frequently than others times and if i take too long i am sorry but at times i am just busy or too tired (mostly from work) to post something even when i want to. i cant wait for the day my boyfriend and i can get a business going and no longer have to work. til then just gonna do what we gotta do and enjoy life as much as possible at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-1207322191678091416?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1207322191678091416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=1207322191678091416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/1207322191678091416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/1207322191678091416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2011/09/fall-is-here.html' title='Fall is here...'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y3JWe1FePdc/Tn0ctO_w22I/AAAAAAAAAvc/weQKRzoijmI/s72-c/people%2Bin%2Bfall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-2250508914546600672</id><published>2011-07-16T17:54:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T15:49:09.455-04:00</updated><title type='text'>doing some serious thinking...(warning-long post)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zL6cjHAxDwk/TnuRKNDPS0I/AAAAAAAAAvU/_iuaMicL8Nw/s1600/tshirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zL6cjHAxDwk/TnuRKNDPS0I/AAAAAAAAAvU/_iuaMicL8Nw/s320/tshirt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655273361581755202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;I've been having a lot of mixed feelings lately. for some time now i have been thinking more serious about what i want in life. i'm talking more about the future. mainly my serious thinking involves both my boyfriend and i. mainly about where i see us in the future and about kids in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never really cared to have kids but my boyfriend definitely wants a lot of them. i guess being a little older now i have actually been thinking about having kids. i have made it very clear that if and when that time comes at most i would have like maybe 2 or 3 or so (it depends, dont know what the future holds yet). i wouldnt mind 2, a girl and a boy. of if i only had 1 i want it to be a girl, if i have more then one i want a girl first regardless. my boyfriend agrees with that, he wants a girl first too. i got him to realize that too many kids is just nuts. we have no way to take care of a lot of kids, let alone just 1 right now. and even if we have the means having too many kids is not necessary or smart, at least not for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way there are things i want us to have first. definitely i want us to get married first. we are engaged. i want us also to have a nice place together, either a good 2 or 3 bedroom apartment or even better, a house (basically a decent place to live and a good amount of space). i want us each to have a good car. i have one now but he doesnt. i have been doing repairs to my and its driving great. i want us to have a nice small wedding and a great honeymoon and do a little traveling and have some road trips (i would be happy with traveling at least 1 place b4 kids, preferably during the honeymoon or even making a road trip for the honeymoon). i want to finish school also, although i could compromise and maybe finish part of school after having a kid if it comes to that or doing something before, its hard to say right now. very importantly i myself need to lose weight as well. i dont wanna be out of shape when that time comes. most definitely i want us to not have to work. we want to own some businesses and real estate so that we dont have to have jobs anymore. the real estate wont be too easy but the businesses actually can be. there are some small businesses my boyfriend has the opportunity to own but he just needs the start up money (which is why he is working alot right now). we're sick of working for other people. i believe we can do it, it will just take a little time and money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These things arent just to prepare for a kid, this is more of us living and enjoying our lives together before devoting a lot of it to kids. its just not the same when you dont have kids and are free to come and go as you please and answer to no one then when you have kids and have to take care of them first before you can do anything you want or need to. to me having these things in place will be beneficial for when a kid does come in the picture. i want us to have had a life and have done stuff together, my man and i have been together for years but have not been able to do much together in all this time. once kids come into the picture you have to dedicate so much time and energy to them that you just dont have as much time for yourselves, at least not at first. if you have a good support system then its not so bad time wise. to me it seems like alot of people get married to just have kids in wedlock (i actually know a couple like that, another couple that doesnt love each other but married just for the kid, and yet another couple where the wife is pregnant b/c her husband wanted a kid-in reality it was to keep her trapped). i just dont wanna be one of those women that ends up having kids, stays stuck at home, and regretting their lives and never being able to go anywhere or do anything. i refuse to end up that way. i never liked the stay at home mom lifestyle, for anyone that likes that life more power to you but its not me. i know i might sound bad or maybe even like a kid hating bitch or whatever but thats not the case. its just not all that simple.  i want to have lived and have had a life somewhat before having a kid and even when the kids come into the picture i'm not just gonna be a stay at home mom either. of course i will be home to raise my kid but thats just not the only thing i wanna do. i'm not giving up my personal life entirely b/c of a kid, i still want and need to live as well. becoming a mom shouldnt mean that your individual self is done. i've it happen too many times which is why i have been scared to have kids for so many years. thats why i want and need to have these things in place first. i dont want to regret my life or my child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point in time my best friend is about 8 months pregnant. i am happy for her but i dont feel happy about it deep down. i dont let her know that though. my issues right now have nothing to do with her. its my personal feelings that i have to deal with, no one else. we hang out and stuff but being that she is a slender petite girl she gets tired easily and she doesnt even want to go out at night anymore b/c she is tired. thats normal of course but what worries me is that i think she will change completely once her daughter is here (yes she is having a girl). she changed and became one of those doesnt want to work anymore wives b/c the man makes enough money kinda person. that was not the kind of person i knew her to be before she got married. and i'm afraid that once that baby is here that i will barely ever see her unless its to go to her place to help her with the baby or a doctors appointment or something like that which is guess is ok but it will frustrate me at times when i just wanna hang out with her. her mom is living with her and helping her but who knows if she will be scared to leave the baby with her mom even for just a moment to go to a movie or out to eat or something, i hope she wont be afraid to do so.  i hope she doesnt forget herself just b/c of the baby. she didnt really plan on having a kid now, she wanted to start later this year or next year but her husband wanted to start. something happened b/w them recently that made him want to start having a family in an effort to make them closer. sometimes having a kid will do that and sometimes it wont. depends on the couple. this couple in reality is nothing more than he wanted a kid b/c he did something recently that almost broke up the marriage (after a while and a lot of fights she forgave him) so he wanted to the kid thinking having a family will make them closer and he knows that she wont leave if she does have a kid b/c she wont the lifestyle that he has provided for her. in my opinion this is kind of a sad reason to have a kid. for her, shes in her early 30's and doesnt want to wait too much longer and possibly not being able to have a kid b/c of the biological clock women have (typical situation for a lot of women). i consider that clock to be so unfair. it forces women not ready to have a kid or those who want to wait to have one before being ready and if you dont you might possibly never be able to have your own or it will be too hard to do. yes there is adoption and other options but its not the same compared to having your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is a long post. i meant to post it some time ago but kept on editing it once a while until i felt it was right. i love having a blog so much. i can write what i want and get out feelings and frustrations i am dealing with without anyone knowing who i am or getting mad at me for what i wrote or thinking i am a freak b/c of what i wrote. thank you blogger.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-2250508914546600672?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2250508914546600672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=2250508914546600672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/2250508914546600672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/2250508914546600672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2011/07/doing-some-serious-thinkingwarning-long.html' title='doing some serious thinking...(warning-long post)'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zL6cjHAxDwk/TnuRKNDPS0I/AAAAAAAAAvU/_iuaMicL8Nw/s72-c/tshirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-2720386868488980158</id><published>2011-06-19T22:32:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T00:45:37.959-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting back to business....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MYNxBuh0Lgs/Tf6x3cuzDcI/AAAAAAAAAuc/UFIOHesTwEU/s1600/colorful.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MYNxBuh0Lgs/Tf6x3cuzDcI/AAAAAAAAAuc/UFIOHesTwEU/s320/colorful.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620124951168355778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey everyone. back again. i was finally able to catch up on reading blogs today and posting on my own again also. a lot of the blogs i read have pretty much done the same thing. some havent posted in a while due to work or other issues. well same here, work is keeping me busy and tired usually. but cant complain, i love having a good job that pays well and where i get along with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its pretty much the start of summer. i hope everyone is enjoying themselves and having fun going to the beach or whatever. i just wish it wouldnt get so hot in my area but hey its summer. it rained today in my area but not much. there wasnt been much rain last year or this year over here. i actually want a good hard rain for a day. i live in florida and florida is dry right now, we need rain. also i like rainy weather and would love some water instead of hot sun for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as whats going on with me is that i did get a car not long ago, back in april. not a new car but i love it. took me a little time but i saved the money, brought it, and its all mine. got the title already too. it feels good to own my car and not have to make monthly payments. still have to do that with the insurance unfortunately but thats part of having a car. still have a few repairs to do but nothing major. still saving for an apartment but once the car is done that wont be a problem. gotta say it feels so good to be able to drive to work and anywhere else i need to go w/o having to rely on a bus or someone else to take me somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had my 2 year blogiversary last month but didnt post b/c i actually forgot from being busy. i have almost forgotten how good it feels to blog. its a great outlet to express yourself. i mean i can write things on here that i cant or dont share with anyone else. well thats it for now. i will be posting again in a day or two. got something more on the personal side of things i wanna blog about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-2720386868488980158?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2720386868488980158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MYNxBuh0Lgs/Tf6x3cuzDcI/AAAAAAAAAuc/UFIOHesTwEU/s72-c/colorful.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-5346913388282691658</id><published>2011-02-27T16:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T16:23:43.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Car search continues...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Well i have finally had a chance to clean out the car. it is really to sell. i'm really just trying to get the best price i can from a junker but someone walking by me earlier while i was cleaning it out asked me if i was selling. i said yes and we talked about a price. she said she would talk to her husband and see if he was interested. if he is then i can get a little more than i would from a junker so i will give them a chance to contact me today. if not then i will just contact a junker tomorrow and be done with it. i have been searching for another car but everyone is either asking too much or selling a crappy looking lemon. i'm not desperate so i can wait a little longer. although it is a little frustrating to not be able to drive for now but i can deal with it. i've dealt with worse. you know the old saying, "what doesnt kill you, only makes you stronger." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-5346913388282691658?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5346913388282691658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=5346913388282691658' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/5346913388282691658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/5346913388282691658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2011/02/car-search-continues.html' title='Car search continues...'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-524606106208052977</id><published>2011-02-17T07:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T17:55:17.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>busy, busy, busy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QxRIYhmqlNs/TV0brObL1qI/AAAAAAAAAs4/x9jSyZQAYv8/s1600/happy-valentines-day-graphics23.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 132px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QxRIYhmqlNs/TV0brObL1qI/AAAAAAAAAs4/x9jSyZQAYv8/s320/happy-valentines-day-graphics23.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574642343174985378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Hello everyone. i have finally found some time to post again. i have missed doing so but have just been so much more busier than usually lately. first off i would like to say Happy Valentine's Day to everyone (i know i'm a little late). i hope everyone had a nice romantic valentines day. what did i do? unfortunately nothing. had to work but its ok, my man and i will see each other soon again. as much as i would have loved to have gone out on valentines day its not mandatory. although it was a little saddening when i saw friends on facebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BS-4fLm89Zk/TV1YnYK5LNI/AAAAAAAAAtA/FHY5_TfQ5FE/s1600/CarClipArt.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 123px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BS-4fLm89Zk/TV1YnYK5LNI/AAAAAAAAAtA/FHY5_TfQ5FE/s320/CarClipArt.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574709347280825554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Either way the car is broken down and neither of us can drive anywhere. but thats ok though, i never liked that car my boyfriend bought. its too big, wastes gas, and is expensive to fix which is why i am currently looking for another car. its not easy looking for another car, i cant afford too much, and many people are just plain greedy. they want too much for a car and wont negotiate. many cars also have issues. i dont have time to fix a car, i need a good working car now. i would love a new car but that is just too much money. i dont wanna spend years paying off a car when i can just spend a little now and buy it at one time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FWm65gamLvo/TV7mNJ5FAtI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/nEOBS4NAeAI/s1600/index.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 147px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FWm65gamLvo/TV7mNJ5FAtI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/nEOBS4NAeAI/s320/index.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575146502399263442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now for some good news. as of last month i was promoted at work. only 6 months at my job (at the time) i was made a manager and given a nice raise. it feels good when a job actually appreciates your hard work. i feel good about it. its nice to be in a higher position and make good money.  i hope to stay at this job for a while. and the extra money i'll be making will really help with my goals of buying another car, getting an apartment, and hopefully this year going back to school. we'll see what the future holds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-524606106208052977?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/524606106208052977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=524606106208052977' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/524606106208052977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/524606106208052977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2011/02/busy-busy-busy.html' title='busy, busy, busy...'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QxRIYhmqlNs/TV0brObL1qI/AAAAAAAAAs4/x9jSyZQAYv8/s72-c/happy-valentines-day-graphics23.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-1120641271711306233</id><published>2010-12-31T19:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T20:23:15.299-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TR52ApD_EYI/AAAAAAAAAr0/SPhWBMSVB0s/s1600/hny11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TR52ApD_EYI/AAAAAAAAAr0/SPhWBMSVB0s/s320/hny11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557008743616418178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;I cant believe its new years eve already. this year went by so fast. i actually remember what i was doing around this time last year. well for me i unfortunately have to work tonight at midnight. oh well, at least i have a job so thats something to be grateful for during these times. my boyfriend was going to join me tonight but his family really wanted him to go to church with them. if he didnt then they would give him crap for a while. i told him that it was ok. not that i mind that, not at all, but i was hoping he would be with me tonight. looks like i'll have no one to kiss at midnight. i do plan to go see him in the morning after work so it'll be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just havent been as much in the holiday spirit as i have previous years. this year is the first year i have ever had to work on the holidays, not during, but on the actual holidays of christmas and new years. i guess i am feeling a little down because of it. i'll be ok though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i deposited my paycheck today i was looking at the pay stub b/c i noticed my pay was higher than normal. i saw that my rate per hour was increased by $2. i was very happy to see that. now if that is permanent or temporary i dont know for sure. my bosses do own me extra money so that could be how they are paying it to me or maybe i have been doing such good work (i know that i have b/c i have been told so) that they raised my pay. thats something i was happy about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, i hope everyone has a Happy New Year. i hope we all see some nice fireworks tonight. have a great time, lots of fun, be safe, and may the new year bring good things to everyone. see you all next year, lol.   :)&lt;br /&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/7623809104436996370-1120641271711306233?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1120641271711306233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=1120641271711306233' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-7664511540143619801</id><published>2010-12-25T21:04:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T22:08:39.922-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TRajJrHmUxI/AAAAAAAAAqk/I_aPZjaDEic/s1600/holiday%2Btree.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TRajJrHmUxI/AAAAAAAAAqk/I_aPZjaDEic/s320/holiday%2Btree.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554806576996832018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays everyone! i know i havent posted in a little while and i am sorry for that. we all get busy around this time of year. well last time i posted it was thanksgiving. since then a few things have happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On nov. 29 my boyfriend and i celebrated our 11th year anniversary together. yes 11 years. we have had a lot of good times and some bad times. every relationship goes through that. regardless i love him very much and can deal with another 11 years, as long as he dont drive me crazy, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got a $50 christmas bonus check from work. not great but its something. i have been working a lot lately. unfortunately i had to work this morning and will be working again tonight. i even have to work at midnight on new years. great way to ring in the new year. oh well, as my boyfriend says its better to ring in the new year with a job than without. i think for new years i will get to work on purpose a little late so at least my boyfriend and i can kiss at midnight. or maybe get there a little early, turn on the tv in one of the rooms (if there are any empty ones-i work in a hotel for anyone that doesnt know) watch the ball drop in nyc (i always watch timesquare at new years every year) and ring in the new year together. its better that nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for christmas today i stopped by a 7eleven in the morning, brought a few things and went home. i opened a few presents with some family members and we had breakfast together. i got a radio from my dad. my mom is living out of the country and she will be visiting next month. we will have to wait til then to see our gifts. i had to go to bed this morning so i did and slept most of the day. it felt great. i havent slept much in a while. my family went out to see some other family. i havent gotten all of my presents yet. some of my friends had to be with family so my friends and i will be seeing eachother over the next few days to exchange gifts. my boyfriend had to be with family too but i will be going to see him soon before work and we will exchange gifts then. i hope he likes what i got him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be catching up on everyone's blogs soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;. well everyone i hope you all had a great christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;. have a good night, keep warm, love eachother and enjoy eachothers company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7623809104436996370-7664511540143619801?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7664511540143619801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=7664511540143619801' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-428907263980229120</id><published>2010-11-26T18:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T22:17:45.341-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving and Black Friday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TPBJalBR0-I/AAAAAAAAApw/6YiriL2Ikms/s1600/Thanksgiving-%2Bfeast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 305px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TPBJalBR0-I/AAAAAAAAApw/6YiriL2Ikms/s320/Thanksgiving-%2Bfeast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544011862255981538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Thanksgiving and Black Friday everyone. usually i would have posted yesterday on the actual holiday but i was just tired and thought it wouldnt be a big deal to wait til the next day. well i hope everyone had a good and tasty thanksgiving. my dad did the cooking this year and it was just a few relatives. my boyfriend had dinner at a relatives too. if he doesnt his family harasses him, lol. we had of course turkey, i just brought a turkey breast. there wasnt many of us so we didnt need a big turkey. we had dinner rolls and other thanksgiving foods. dessert was pumpkin pie and ice cream. i didnt eat too much, yes i was full but more of a satisfied full then a about to explode from eating too much full that is typical of thanksgiving. but you know how it is after you eat on thanksgiving. you get relaxed and sleepy. i laid down and relaxed with some tv. unfortunately i fell asleep and woke up at 11:20 and had to be at work at midnight. i was so pissed off at myself. sometimes my body will wake up if i have something to do but i dont like to take the chance. i would usually set my cell phone alarm but i forgot. luckily i only work 5 miles away from home and dont take much time to get ready so i threw some clothes on, did a few other things and was on my way. i got there and parked right at midnight and went to the office. i was only like 5 mins late, not a big deal but i am so glad i woke up when i did. i wont do that again, i will try to always set my alarm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TPByl8aFEBI/AAAAAAAAAp4/fMFN1gTDZag/s1600/black-friday-lines.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TPByl8aFEBI/AAAAAAAAAp4/fMFN1gTDZag/s320/black-friday-lines.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544057137489317906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As far has black friday i dont go out. its just too crazy and i do not have a need to buy stuff like crazy just b/c it is cheaper. it just doesnt seem worth it to me. and waiting in such long lines from whatever time the store opens up. for those of you that do go out and shop on black friday, not trying to put you down or anything like that. its just not my thing. but if you did go out and shop i hope you got what you wanted. &lt;/span&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/7623809104436996370-428907263980229120?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/428907263980229120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TPBJalBR0-I/AAAAAAAAApw/6YiriL2Ikms/s72-c/Thanksgiving-%2Bfeast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-2926163362850098453</id><published>2010-11-03T07:01:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T07:48:40.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why are holidays being rushed?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TNFF4XeRhFI/AAAAAAAAApQ/eLcnRHe6FBs/s1600/mixing+holidays.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TNFF4XeRhFI/AAAAAAAAApQ/eLcnRHe6FBs/s320/mixing+holidays.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535282251691033682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;To tell you the truth, i really hate when stores bring out holiday items too early. for example last year i was seeing christmas stuff in stores before thanksgiving, but this year christmas stuff is out even before halloween was here. i really hate that. why so early. yeah you can get the stuff cheaper when buying earlier but at the same time you limit the shelf space and therefore you limit the amount of holiday items you can display. makes no sense to me but i guess business wise it does. even then business wise i still say its too early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially noticed this in walgreens. i love walgreens but even they annoy me when they do this. i was in a walgreens not long before halloween to buy some candy. there was halloween and autumn/thanksgiving and christmas stuff all up in the same isle ready for selling. i wanted to take a pic but felt weird and didnt want anyone to think i was weird for doing it, and i didnt know if i would get in trouble either, probably not but who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember a friend once telling me that they dont mind b/c they like christmas and want to get as much of it as they can. but if they are not hanging up christmas stuff early or celebrating any part of it yet then what is the point. you can still get the same cheap prices for christmas stuff if you start buying in early december like i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, i just feel like stores are trying to make time go by faster and it is already doing that on its own. time doesnt need any help, i actually wish it would slow down a bit. to me i dont start buying any christmas stuff til december 1st. yes i think about christmas before december b/c i love christmas but i like things simple and my holidays in their order. october = halloween, novmeber = thanksgiving (and black friday but that is a whole other post for another time), and december = christmas and new years after. thats just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your opinions about this? i am sure that at least some of you have seen this in your areas. i would love to know your thoughts about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-2926163362850098453?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2926163362850098453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=2926163362850098453' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/2926163362850098453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/2926163362850098453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2010/11/why-are-holidays-being-rushed.html' title='Why are holidays being rushed?'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TNFF4XeRhFI/AAAAAAAAApQ/eLcnRHe6FBs/s72-c/mixing+holidays.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-481808885844420668</id><published>2010-10-31T19:48:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T20:34:51.341-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY HALLOWEEN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TM4BWtYs53I/AAAAAAAAAnY/gUlG5lMHzh0/s1600/moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TM4BWtYs53I/AAAAAAAAAnY/gUlG5lMHzh0/s320/moon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534362481736869746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Happy Halloween everyone! trick or treat, lol. i love this holiday; the candy, the costumes, scary movies, and ghost shows on tv (ghost adventures is my fav).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as for me i will be working tonight. its ok, i work on the beach so i will still get to enjoy candy and halloween costumes anyway. besides i havent had a trick or treator in years, and none of my friends ever throw halloween parties. thats ok, i usually go to a club or maybe an area (an outdoor mall near near my job for example) and just have fun with friends. i dont really dress up anymore since i dont feel the need to waste the money unless my friends do or i am going to a party or somewhere where most people are dressing up. i do miss dressing up, i love costumes. this year i did buy some cute cat ears so i guess that is my costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway for those of you that will be going out tonight i hope you have a great time, be safe, and eat your candy. i know i will.   ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please feel free to enjoy the vids on the left side of my blog. the character talking is named foamy. i love the series, its hilarious, and much of what is said is true and makes you think while entertaining you. i suggest you watch the vids i posted, you'll love them. the creator has made a lot of them. if you would like to see more you can go on youtube or the website, http://www.illwillpress.com/. i posted part 2 above part 1 b/c part 1 is from halloween last year, part 2 is for this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TM4IA8XpsKI/AAAAAAAAAng/MzhxPbZAHSw/s1600/candykid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TM4IA8XpsKI/AAAAAAAAAng/MzhxPbZAHSw/s320/candykid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534369804383269026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7623809104436996370-481808885844420668?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/481808885844420668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=481808885844420668' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/481808885844420668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/481808885844420668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween.html' title='HAPPY HALLOWEEN!'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TM4BWtYs53I/AAAAAAAAAnY/gUlG5lMHzh0/s72-c/moon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-8264218073892862950</id><published>2010-10-25T18:58:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T20:27:52.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Pumpkin Time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Just yesterday i stopped by a pumpkin patch near a park i went to yesterday. a friend of mine invited me to a picnic. when i saw the pumpkin patch i decided to stop by after the picnic and walk around and take some pics. i'm going to share some with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TMYVqHDOVwI/AAAAAAAAAlA/Ys3-cKqng9A/s1600/S7001776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TMYVqHDOVwI/AAAAAAAAAlA/Ys3-cKqng9A/s320/S7001776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532133005462492930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TMYWWNwkUrI/AAAAAAAAAlI/uI3uI5XljOY/s1600/S7001768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TMYWWNwkUrI/AAAAAAAAAlI/uI3uI5XljOY/s320/S7001768.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532133763177534130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TMYXPHsa05I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/e46rFR79aEE/s1600/S7001779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TMYXPHsa05I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/e46rFR79aEE/s320/S7001779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532134740802065298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TMYXuB59zaI/AAAAAAAAAlY/GtHgWmOVL1A/s1600/S7001780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TMYXuB59zaI/AAAAAAAAAlY/GtHgWmOVL1A/s320/S7001780.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532135271824215458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TMYYwSC0gRI/AAAAAAAAAlg/L3EaKA5bI50/s1600/S7001783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TMYYwSC0gRI/AAAAAAAAAlg/L3EaKA5bI50/s320/S7001783.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532136410027688210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TMYb7P7j6WI/AAAAAAAAAlo/xkw1VHjfzIE/s1600/S7001788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TMYb7P7j6WI/AAAAAAAAAlo/xkw1VHjfzIE/s320/S7001788.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532139896973814114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great time. i actually havent been in a patch like this before. i have gone to places to buy pumpkins and stuff but never this nice. it was nice to also see all those families out there enjoying themselves and taking pics. the second picture shows a section of the patch where you can pay for your pumpkins and buy other stuff like teddy bears, drinks, pumpkin bread loaf, etc. i brought a cute little teddy bear thats holding a pumpkin and is wearing a little black shirt saying happy halloween. all the money (i think all, or maybe most, not sure) went to charity. i will show a pic of it in my next post.&lt;br /&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/7623809104436996370-8264218073892862950?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8264218073892862950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=8264218073892862950' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-6570814286136234944</id><published>2010-10-22T07:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T10:46:19.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Appreciated...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TMGOvK4tTfI/AAAAAAAAAkw/8AEctzOw3YQ/s1600/cup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TMGOvK4tTfI/AAAAAAAAAkw/8AEctzOw3YQ/s320/cup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530858758414880242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I just finished working 7 days straight. wasn't too bad but i'm glad i didn't have to work last night. gotta go back tonight but at least i feel more rested. anyway this long week that i worked was a little different b/c i had to do some training. not myself actually but 2 new people that were hired. i personally don't really like to train but was flattered. my supervisors told me that they thought i was the best employee there and that's why they choose me to do it. they even choose me over the guy that trained me when i started. they thought i would train the people good. i am happy that my job thinks of me that way. its nice to be appreciated, especially when others jobs haven't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i hope that i did train them good, i think i did. either way we will soon see. they will be starting on their own soon and will have to prove themselves. i thought that one of them did better than the other, jobwise. i even thought that only one would be hired but i guess they will be trying them both out. lets see how that goes, i hope they do well. i am just glad to be done with training. the new people were nice and fun to chat with but i'm just one of those people that prefers to do their work alone, and my job is more peaceful that way too. yeah i like to chat with my coworkers but when i do my work i prefer to be alone. my boyfriend and even my parents asked me if i was training replacements for myself. thanks for being happy for me everyone   :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, its my job and its important what i think about it and how i do my work. they aren't there with me and aren't doing my job for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7623809104436996370-6570814286136234944?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6570814286136234944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=6570814286136234944' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/6570814286136234944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/6570814286136234944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-just-finished-working-7-days-straight.html' title='Being Appreciated...'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TMGOvK4tTfI/AAAAAAAAAkw/8AEctzOw3YQ/s72-c/cup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-8673861935069753166</id><published>2010-10-05T18:05:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T22:33:23.568-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Who loves cooler weather? I do.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TKur4bs_p6I/AAAAAAAAAjo/qUwIzXqvB58/s1600/people+in+fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 174px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TKur4bs_p6I/AAAAAAAAAjo/qUwIzXqvB58/s320/people+in+fall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524698353897547682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;For the first time yesterday i felt the temp change here in miami. i work on the beach and when i left work yesterday morning the breeze that came in from the ocean felt nice and cool. its the first time in a long time that it felt that way. it felt great. it was the same way today, nice and cool and cloudy. i cant wait for the temp to get a little cooler so i can start wearing sweaters. also, not having to use air conditioning all the time is nice too. it saves money and natural cool air is best anyway.&lt;br /&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/7623809104436996370-8673861935069753166?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8673861935069753166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=8673861935069753166' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/8673861935069753166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/8673861935069753166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2010/10/who-loves-cooler-weather-i-do.html' title='Who loves cooler weather? I do.'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TKur4bs_p6I/AAAAAAAAAjo/qUwIzXqvB58/s72-c/people+in+fall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-6837035798888647705</id><published>2010-10-01T21:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T22:09:41.344-04:00</updated><title type='text'>October?! when did that happen...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TKaHz3-26oI/AAAAAAAAAjg/Ha-q4K_7u8M/s1600/autumn+mist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 186px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TKaHz3-26oI/AAAAAAAAAjg/Ha-q4K_7u8M/s320/autumn+mist.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523251318287166082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;I cant believe its october already. where did the time go? i love every season for different reasons but i think Fall is my favorite one. the temp starts to cool down (not much in my area so far), you can wear more clothes, a lot of shows start their new season, and its the start of the best holidays of the year (in my opinion). more horror movies start to come out in theaters. the leaves start to change color too. well i unfortunately dont see that since south florida doesnt really have the types of trees that change in fall but i'm fine with that. i could always road trip to see that if i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as i said its october already. what do you think about that? what do you love about this time of year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7623809104436996370-6837035798888647705?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6837035798888647705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=6837035798888647705' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/6837035798888647705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/6837035798888647705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2010/10/october-when-did-that-happen.html' title='October?! when did that happen...'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TKaHz3-26oI/AAAAAAAAAjg/Ha-q4K_7u8M/s72-c/autumn+mist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-4534282627477793057</id><published>2010-09-29T20:17:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T22:50:41.051-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TKPZrfYXvaI/AAAAAAAAAjA/BqRiDKblbX0/s1600/raining.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TKPZrfYXvaI/AAAAAAAAAjA/BqRiDKblbX0/s320/raining.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522496909267680674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Last night and all day today has been raining. we're being effected by tropical depression #16. its the one thats coming up north through florida from near south america. it'll be heading farther north. my area has had quite a bit of rainy days during the summer, some hard rains too but nothing as long. of course it is going to last for a while longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally i dont mind at all, i actually love weather like this, especially when i am on my days off of work so i dont have to go anywhere. i just wish i was in an apt with a balcony so my boyfriend and i could sit on it and admire it together, yeah he loves this weather as much as i do. i only hate it if i have to go out in it but if i can be home when it happens then thats when its great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately the car i am driving now has a leak in it somewhere and water is gathering on the floor of the car. it has happened before and i was hoping to find the leak before this storm hit but i couldnt. theres not much i can do until it stops raining and try to get that water out somehow. my dad suggested i get someone to drill a hole into the floor so whenever water comes in it will just drain out on its own. lol, my dad has great suggestions. i just might consider that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for the moment it looks like it has stopped raining but for how long? i will be going to watch some tv and relax knowing that i dont have to work tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/7623809104436996370-4534282627477793057?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4534282627477793057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=4534282627477793057' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/4534282627477793057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/4534282627477793057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2010/09/rainy-days.html' title='Rainy Days'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TKPZrfYXvaI/AAAAAAAAAjA/BqRiDKblbX0/s72-c/raining.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-4148221667401355577</id><published>2010-09-27T20:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T21:44:38.115-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Progressing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello everyone. i got caught up on all my blogs today. it felt good to do so. well things are starting to progress more. my boyfriend and i are closer to getting a place. i am really hoping that it will at least by by november or december. november b/c its our anniverary or december b/c of the holidays. i would love my own place to decorate and have friends over and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend my boyfriend and i went to the movies and we saw "Wallstreet, money never sleeps." we loved it, great movie, i recommend it to anyone that hasnt seen it yet but wants to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the moment i have given up the car search. i have just seen nothing but crap or scams lately. i am looking for a simple used car, something reliable, saves on gas, and not too expensive. everything i have seen so far is either too expensive or too old and still expensive or a piece of junk. i know the economy is bad but you cant expect someone to pay you money for an old car like it was a newer car. get real. well as long as the car my boyfriend and i share is working ok thats fine with me for now. i'll keep looking for something else later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been going well too. i believe in my next paycheck i should be earning an extra dollar per hour. i hope so, i have been at my job for around 3 months now. i like this job, nice co-workers, i love my overnight shift, great location, free parking, etc. its rare to find a job you like and i am happy to have mine. it would be nice to live near but the area i work in is a nice area but at the same time not the best to live in. its kind of a 50/50 feeling. of course if you have a lot of money then it is desirable. maybe if i can find a nice little place thats afforable then yeah i would consider it. i work by the beach and i love the beach but with all the events (especially memorial day weekend), easy flooding after hard rains, the bridges you have to cross to get there, and other stuff its not really the best place to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway in general things are going well and will be getting better soon. as always i will keep you posted. i hope everyone is doing good in their lives.&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/7623809104436996370-4148221667401355577?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4148221667401355577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=4148221667401355577' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/4148221667401355577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/4148221667401355577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2010/09/progressing.html' title='Progressing...'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-5227684748611534324</id><published>2010-08-13T18:47:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T20:54:43.079-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It feels good to be back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hello everyone and happy friday the 13th. i didnt even realize it was until a friend of mine mentioned it. it feels good to be back. i am sorry i havent posted in a while. a lot has happened. last month i had an accident while going to work. my boyfriend was dropping me off at work and it was a stormy night. we both got out of the car and were hugging goodbye when a large metal object hit me in the head. we're not sure where it came from since it was a stormy night. it did cut me so my boyfriend drove me to the hospital right away. it happened only 10 mins before my shift was suppose to start. my boyfriend called my job and told them what happened so they could get someone to cover my shift. i ended up having to get 8 staples in my head. yes it was painful getting the staples but at least after the initial hit in the head and getting the staples i am fine and have no pain. i am very thankful that i am ok and that it wasnt worse. the staples came out a week later, that was painful too, and i have healed just fine. i actually went back to work the next day after getting hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then i have been working more hours at work, helping friends, helping my parents (one moved recently so i had to help with that), and i have been feeling down lately. i am pretty much ok but i have been frustrated living with family lately. my boyfriend and i are almost at a point to get our own place. it cant come soon enough in my opinion. i am a patient person so it will come soon enough. having to share a car is frustrating too. my boyfriend is going to help me get a car but i still have to wait for that too for a little while longer. the important thing is that we are working towards our goals together and having a little patience will pay off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically i havent been posting b/c of all this and as i said, feeling down. but i have been feeling much better mentally and spiritually so i should be posting as normal again soon. i will soon catch up on all of your blogs as well. for now i am going to relax and get a little rest. i have to work later. i hope everyone has been doing good lately.&lt;br /&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/7623809104436996370-5227684748611534324?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5227684748611534324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=5227684748611534324' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/5227684748611534324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/5227684748611534324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2010/08/it-feels-good-to-be-back.html' title='It feels good to be back...'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-1543232936618586432</id><published>2010-07-01T20:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T21:49:33.687-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TC0trbDW9NI/AAAAAAAAAgw/R1B3mCes93g/s1600/cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TC0trbDW9NI/AAAAAAAAAgw/R1B3mCes93g/s320/cat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489093744853972178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had mentioned in one of my previous posts about being fired from my last job and that i was still looking. well the search is over i have already found another job. its almost hard for me to believe. about a week after i was fired i was called from a i sent my resume to job, another hotel front desk job, and they said that they wanted to hire me. so i go in and i was just given an interview. the lady said that she was going to call me later that day, when she didnt i thought that i didnt actually have the job so i moved on. i kept looking and last week i was called to come in and start training. the lady called me only some hours before she wanted me to come in. i didnt care, i was just happy to have another job again, and so soon too. after about a week and a half of training i started working on my own earlier this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say i love it there. the work is so much easier than at my old job. the environment is so much more relaxed and my co-workers are nice. the employees have their own private bathroom by the front desk and there is a large balcony to hang out on, well when the owners are not there of course. hell i even get paid the same money per hour. i also dont have stress to deal with for now and its very calm and quiet. its a small place so there are barely many people to deal with. i like it there and hope to stay a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to thank my boyfriend for giving me the advice of not caring if you get fired and not caring if you get another job or not. it actually worked for me. with this job and the previous 2 jobs i also had the advice proved to be true. employers will more likely give jobs to those who dont need it or dont want the job. i have not ever gotten jobs so quickly. once again thanks to my wonderful boyfriend for being there for me and helping me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i am off to get ready for work. working overnight shift tonight. even the overnight shift there is nice, its very quiet and peaceful. i actually kinda enjoy my job and dont mind going in. i hated having to go to work at most of my previous jobs but when you find something you like doing (not my dream job but its good for now) you dont mind working as much. also i love being able to continue working and keeping cash flow coming in.&lt;br /&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/7623809104436996370-1543232936618586432?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1543232936618586432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=1543232936618586432' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/1543232936618586432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/1543232936618586432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2010/07/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here we go again...'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TC0trbDW9NI/AAAAAAAAAgw/R1B3mCes93g/s72-c/cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-6521244412855067958</id><published>2010-06-16T20:26:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T22:34:16.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good teachers deserve to be recognized...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TBlvJnmgcuI/AAAAAAAAAgI/FAQKCuDqUMY/s1600/music.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TBlvJnmgcuI/AAAAAAAAAgI/FAQKCuDqUMY/s320/music.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483536232340288226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This past sunday i went to a retirement luncheon for a former high school teacher of mine, a music teacher. many of the people that went were in the band or did a lot of music stuff back in school or maybe even did a music major or something similar after high school. i have always loved music but mainly listening to it or playing the piano (i did when i was younger) was my kind of thing. i would love to play instruments again but just dont have the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Back during my 10th grade year i had a music class with this teacher and i loved it. i chose to play the drums. truth be told the other drummers and i would practice, as we were told by the teacher, in a small room in the classroom. it was kinda of a storage room but very spacey and since drums were loud we wouldnt disturb anyone else. we loved it. we played more card games than we did practice, but dont worry, we all did practice on our own at home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;This music teacher has been teaching for 35 years. wow, can you image that. more than half of those years he taught at my high school. there were many people at the luncheon, some were unable to attend but i would say were there in spirit, some send emails and videos saying how they wished they couldve been there, others were pissed off that they didnt know or couldnt go for whatever reason. either way my friends and i had a great time. the food sucked big time but it was still fun. the teacher got awards, letters, videos, gifts, donations, and more from everyone. he even got a letter from Obama. he is an amazing teacher. as everyone says the music program at my school wont be the same with him gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;On a sad note, i believe the main reason he is retiring this year (he wasnt planning to) is because his wife passed away some months ago from cancer. she taught at the same school as him. so sad for him to start his retirement and a new chapter in his life without the one he loves. i know i am going to give my man a big hug and kiss today and tell him i love him. i always do it anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;When you have a good teacher you will always remember that. there are many i remember for bad reasons but really good teachers are few and far between. do any of you have a memorial teacher? what subject did they teach? cant wait to hear your stories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/7623809104436996370-6521244412855067958?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6521244412855067958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=6521244412855067958' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/6521244412855067958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/6521244412855067958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2010/06/good-teachers-deserve-to-be-recognized.html' title='Good teachers deserve to be recognized...'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TBlvJnmgcuI/AAAAAAAAAgI/FAQKCuDqUMY/s72-c/music.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-4231287770462479370</id><published>2010-06-12T02:18:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T02:53:44.499-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Making changes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TBMoZVUwWPI/AAAAAAAAAfo/9s9FKlhr4K0/s1600/free-nonprofit-websites.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 119px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TBMoZVUwWPI/AAAAAAAAAfo/9s9FKlhr4K0/s200/free-nonprofit-websites.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481769587126065394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hi everyone. as you can see my blog looks a little different now. ok maybe a lot different. i just noticed the new template design feature for blogger so i decided to work on it. so after a while of working on my blog i have it the way i like it. what do you think? i have added new stuff including a video section. i will be posting videos of stuff i like and want to share so keep an eye out. i have also added pictures, a chat box, and more. it took a while but was worth it. for a while i had looked and looked for a new design but found none that i liked. so at least with this i can play around with my blog and make changes easily to suit me. i also noticed some of the blogs i follow have made changes too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At t he moment i am still looking for a job. it feels a little weird not having one after having worked for a while. oh well, something will come soon enough. i am just grateful that i was able to save enough money just in case another job doesnt come up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to post about it before but forgot. last week i went to the movies and saw Shrek: Forever After in 3D. as a movie i liked it. i thought it was good, but as for being the last movie in the series i say it could have been better. for the story line they should have added more details and definitely it should have been longer. it was only about 1 1/2 hours long. that just sucks b/c i love the Shrek movies and such a short time for the final movie was disappointing. but i would still say go see it, it is good to see anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be catching up on blogs tomorrow. right now i am tired and sleepy. its off to bed with me. i hope everyone has a good day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/7623809104436996370-4231287770462479370?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4231287770462479370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=4231287770462479370' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/4231287770462479370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/4231287770462479370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2010/06/making-changes.html' title='Making changes...'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TBMoZVUwWPI/AAAAAAAAAfo/9s9FKlhr4K0/s72-c/free-nonprofit-websites.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-6072805973825137691</id><published>2010-06-02T11:57:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T22:51:56.879-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Free...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TAaUUuLwiQI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/PptJr1WurxQ/s1600/quitting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TAaUUuLwiQI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/PptJr1WurxQ/s320/quitting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478229080458430722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Hello everyone. i hope that everyone had a good long weekend this holiday. unfortunately i had to work but the last day i worked on Monday, the actual holiday, was insane. so many check outs to deal with and check ins. i was exhausted by the end of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well as most people were on on their holiday and are now back to work i was getting fired from my job. yes, you read correctly, i was let go from my job. lol, that's a first for me, getting fired on a holiday. i actually wasn't the only one. my co-worker, the other person that was hired around the same time that i was, was also fired. it was strange both of us getting called into the office at the same time. i was coming off of my shift and my co-worker was starting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a feeling getting called up to the office wouldnt be good and i already had the feeling for a while that i wouldnt be there long. i didnt want to be anyway. i have gotten to the point of not caring if i get fired from a job or not and that same attitude has helped me get other jobs right away. i wasnt happy there and besides i have money saved and my boyfriend is working and told me i dont have to work again. he has money saved up too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The manager gave us different reasons for letting us go but anyway whatever the reason i no longer have my job but thats ok. i feel great and i feel free. like i said i wasnt happy there anyway. my boyfriend is proud of me for what i said and how i am keeping a positive attitude. my best friend feels kinda bad for me but i told her not to. even though i just got fired on monday i already have job interviews this week. i am also going to relax with finding jobs. since i really dont need the money as much i will now look for a job thats more part time and something that i enjoy doing. i am great at office work but enjoy food service.  if i find something full time thats ok too. not being in school gives me the time to work for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats my situation right now. lets see how soon i can get another job. besides this one good thing is that my boyfriend ensures me that we will be able to move soon. we almost have enough money saved up. i am so happy to hear that. it seems that for once things are going good and going our way. hopefully before i know it i'll be able to move and have a job that i can enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-6072805973825137691?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6072805973825137691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=6072805973825137691' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/6072805973825137691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/6072805973825137691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2010/06/feeling-free.html' title='Feeling Free...'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/TAaUUuLwiQI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/PptJr1WurxQ/s72-c/quitting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-8909825134849860165</id><published>2010-05-15T05:56:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T22:18:08.471-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Racism and jobs...basically being stupid.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S-5wG6-faCI/AAAAAAAAAdg/d1eqogdr0wA/s1600/StupidPeople.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S-5wG6-faCI/AAAAAAAAAdg/d1eqogdr0wA/s320/StupidPeople.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471433861514618914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hello my readers. my post today is about some idiot that came into my job the other day with his girlfriend to fill out some applications for jobs. the girl is very nice and respectful while he is a racist asshole. there are no more jobs available there anymore but we always take applications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's where the racism comes in. the guy asks me a few questions about the positions there. i answer them as i am getting the applications, hand them to him, and then he tells me "well someones about to get fired. cubans have very sticky fingers. they steal everything thats not nailed down. i know one of the employees is gonna get fired soon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say i couldnt believe what this guy just said. the hotel i work in is owned by rich cubans, the restaurant in the hotel serves cuban food, some of the employees (including the managers) are cuban, and we're in miami (which has a high hispanic population). i dont know wtf this guy was thinking but i was disgusted. i dont tolerate racism of any kind and i sure as hell wouldnt work with this asshole. by the time he said this he already had the application in hand. he left to fill it out at a table outside and when they came back in. i took the applications, i said bye to them, and put away the applications...well i did at first. as soon as they were gone i took his application, relieved some stress from the work week on the application by ripping the hell out of it and throwing it away. that felt good. the front desk has a camera so i could be seen doing this but since there was no manager at that time i wasnt questioned about it. if i ever am i have no problem explaining why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do in a situation like this? the same thing i did? nothing? something different? would you say something to him? would you tell him to get the hell out? i am curious to know your thoughts about this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-8909825134849860165?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8909825134849860165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=8909825134849860165' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/8909825134849860165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/8909825134849860165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/racism-and-jobsbasically-being-stupid.html' title='Racism and jobs...basically being stupid.'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S-5wG6-faCI/AAAAAAAAAdg/d1eqogdr0wA/s72-c/StupidPeople.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-4541281305406767385</id><published>2010-05-07T13:11:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T15:40:44.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some rants &amp; raves for today...and an award.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S-RMPnqDi5I/AAAAAAAAAdA/RnI1koH93UY/s1600/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 163px; height: 163px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S-RMPnqDi5I/AAAAAAAAAdA/RnI1koH93UY/s320/cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468579678761749394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Well as the cake says it is my blogiversary, well not today actually. it has been 1 year since i first started my blog. the actual anniversary was may 1st. things have been so busy lately i actually forgot but before the day came i was thinking to myself not to forget to post that day. lol life is funny. where does the time go? i am so happy to have started my blog. it doesnt matter if i dont have as many followers as some of the blogs i read do but its about how i feel and having a blog makes me feels great. its so great to be able to post about anything and share how i feel with others that also blog. i give thanks all my all the people that do follow me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S-RRZK0nrpI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Ow2yfrP-cGs/s1600/work.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 116px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S-RRZK0nrpI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Ow2yfrP-cGs/s320/work.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468585340378263186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Work has been ok lately. it is helping me save money by making me money of course. it does get annoying when the more money i save up the more things need to be paid. my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;3 month probation will be up soon and i am a little nervous about whether or not i will be let go or allowed to stay. to be honest i dont really like the job (i like it better than my previous job) but it would be easi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;er to stay there and work for now than to have to look for another job. at this time i just hope i can keep the job for a while and in the meantime help my boyfriend out with the business plans that we are hoping to have done by the end of the year. either way if they do let me go the job still would have served it purpose and i will just be positive and confident and look for another job. i will keep you guys updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Well now time to talk about&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S-RULstLnAI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/CbaM8J3lTR0/s1600/college.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 87px; height: 132px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S-RULstLnAI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/CbaM8J3lTR0/s320/college.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468588407490583554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;school. i miss school very much. i have not been able to take classes for a while due to lack of money. i have a co-worker that is going through the same situation. what happened is that some time ago i had signed up for classes but b/c of lack o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;f money was not able to attend the classes or buy the books. without the books i couldnt do anything in class so i wasnt able to go. i did speak to my school and they said that if i couldnt get the money not to worry that the school would just cancel my classes for that semester or i could drop and i wouldnt have to pay anything. that was a lie. i did drop the classes but they still ended up charging me the tuition and my school refuses to allow me to continue unless i pay it. it turns out they choose at random if they want to cancel someone or not. that is not right. i have tried everything to remove that debt but the school will not work with me. i even gave options to help me pay for it but nothing. its a shame too b/c for many reasons i love my college and want to go back but over time i have learned that many schools dont care about their students anymore but only how much money they can get from them. i would even have to say that my school is kinda stupid too b/c they could have made more money from me taking whatever part time classes i could instead of waiting to for me to pay off an old semester that i cant afford and interrupting my education for nothing. hopefully i can resolve this soon but i fear it could still take a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S-Rf07clGUI/AAAAAAAAAdY/LJvJ68NAF04/s1600/romantic-pink-diamond-jewelry-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 169px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S-Rf07clGUI/AAAAAAAAAdY/LJvJ68NAF04/s320/romantic-pink-diamond-jewelry-1-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468601210450024770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Isn't this a cute award. i recently received this award from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Kathie&lt;/span&gt; @ &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://justahappyhousewife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Just a Happy Housewife&lt;/a&gt;. thanks kathie for the great award. i would suggest her blog to anyone. it always fun to read. i would also like to pass this award on to all my readers and you guys can pass it along to whoever you like. this award is for fun and i agree with it that every one/blog deserves a little bling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-4541281305406767385?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4541281305406767385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=4541281305406767385' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/4541281305406767385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/4541281305406767385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2010/05/some-rants-raves-for-todayand-award.html' title='Some rants &amp; raves for today...and an award.'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S-RMPnqDi5I/AAAAAAAAAdA/RnI1koH93UY/s72-c/cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-3860663297889468759</id><published>2010-04-25T23:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T23:59:25.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's the cake?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S9UOYB_4OAI/AAAAAAAAAcw/0rheveIBXHc/s1600/happy_birthday_10-728921.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S9UOYB_4OAI/AAAAAAAAAcw/0rheveIBXHc/s320/happy_birthday_10-728921.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464289528899975170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Hello everyone. yes today (the 25th) is my birthday. i'm saying the 25th just in case this posts after midnight so you guys can know. i know its a little late in the day to post about this but i didnt have time earlier. i had to work this morning. it sucked but the work day wasnt so bad and i had to set the shedule up that way so i could have the evening off to enjoy it. and i'm off tomorrow so i wont have to wake up early and can get some errands done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work i went and visited my parents house, got some gifts, had dinner, and had cake (chocolate and vanilla) after. from there my boyfriend picked me up, then we picked up a few friends and went out to eat. since i had eaten at my parents house i just had something light and a drink. it was a fun night and i wish it couldve lasted longer but tomorrow is monday and everyone else had to work. thats ok, thats life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok everyone that was my birthday and i had fun. i hope everyone else had a good weekend too.&lt;br /&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/7623809104436996370-3860663297889468759?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3860663297889468759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=3860663297889468759' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/3860663297889468759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/3860663297889468759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2010/04/wheres-cake.html' title='Where&apos;s the cake?'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S9UOYB_4OAI/AAAAAAAAAcw/0rheveIBXHc/s72-c/happy_birthday_10-728921.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-7313379641982584987</id><published>2010-04-15T13:46:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T17:16:26.705-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Apartment searching...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S8dS2_31RDI/AAAAAAAAAcI/81bNSwWrW48/s1600/apt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S8dS2_31RDI/AAAAAAAAAcI/81bNSwWrW48/s320/apt2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460424178022040626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its such a nice day here today. i have all my windows open and since the place i live at is a corner unit i am getting a great breeze in here. as i sit and type i am enjoying a nice refreshing coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides all the craziness from my last post (which has now calmed down) i have had 1 main thing on my mind for while now. its the same thing in the pic. a new place. yes i have mentioned wanting a new place before but lately not having a place has made me more impatient. i am a very patient person. too patient sometimes. i guess the frustration of living with family is getting to me more these days. part of it is the situation with my boyfriend too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually i am the more logical and patient one and i would be telling my boyfriend not to worry that soon enough we will have a place, or a car, or whatever. my boyfriend would reassure me on these things too but he would be the one to feel more anxious to get it faster. now it seems that things have switched, like we have switched in a way. he is now the patient one telling me not to worry, we will get a place soon enough, etc, and i am the one feeling desperate to move.  like i said i guess i am feeling a bit more frustrated about my living situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It used to be easy for me to use my patience and soon enough i got what i wanted. now out of frustration its not so easy anymore. i just try to listen to my boyfriend and trust in him and myself that things will work out. i just have to remember to use that patience of mine that everyone knows me for and just relax. my main conflict is not so much whether i will get a place or not but when. i know i will have my own place again, i am mostly frustration at when i will have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently i have been conflicted with myself on whether or not i should move sooner or later. some tell me sooner and others later. from my experience later has been better for me. its the frustration once again. i find myself checking online for apartments all the time knowing that i actually wont be moving too soon but hoping too. i know that the best thing for me is really to move later on when i have saved more money and my boyfriend has saved more money too. things will be more stable a little farther down the road. and i also think that during the summer many places will also go down in rent prices b/c summer here is slow season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be very logical and reasonable. i have mentioned the reasons why i should wait but my frustration tells me the hell with waiting. in the end i know that waiting a little bit will benefit me and by saving more money i could end up with a better place for a better price. i know what i need to do and i need to calm my frustration down and just wait. time goes by quickly so waiting likely wont feel like it took long. i hope that soon enough at the right time i will have a post announcing my new place and maybe I'll even post some pics too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-7313379641982584987?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7313379641982584987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=7313379641982584987' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/7313379641982584987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/7313379641982584987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-such-nice-day-here-today.html' title='Apartment searching...'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S8dS2_31RDI/AAAAAAAAAcI/81bNSwWrW48/s72-c/apt2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-3328388451648395491</id><published>2010-04-09T11:46:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T12:08:17.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life...wtf is going on!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S79WaYG-3bI/AAAAAAAAAbo/HFzWj_c-qP0/s1600/nagisa_beach2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S79WaYG-3bI/AAAAAAAAAbo/HFzWj_c-qP0/s320/nagisa_beach2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458176284544654770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am back, sorry for another absence. life is just crazy when you start a new job. this post today is  gonna be more like a rant &amp;amp; rave day. first off i would like to say Happy Spring to my readers. i would have done this on the first day of spring but like i said, things got busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the job is ok. its a good job. once i pass the 3 month probation period i will start to make more money per hour. i am a bit pissed off that one of my managers changed the schedule at the last minute b/c one of my co-workers got injured. i'm not blaming the co-worker but the schedule i had recently was great and now it sucks. and i have to work a double shift on sunday. i was hoping to go to the local fair on sunday, since i previously was supposed to be off that day, and sunday is the last day but oh well. there's always next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately i feel just like the girl in the picture. i have been thinking a lot about all kinds of things lately. sometimes i feel like i dont know what to do about many things. a few days ago i had a talk with my dad, well more like he started talking to me. somehow he got into a conversation about how our cultures are different and that things were better back in his day. this usually leads to a long lecture of some kind. i usually try to avoid this with my dad but simply not responding to him anymore, it makes the awkward time go by faster too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides being the usual he went on about how wrong it is for guys and girls to live together and not be married, how guys are supposed to ask permission to date daughters, and that he thinks my boyfriend only wants to be with me for sex and not do anything for me, etc. my dad is very old fashioned. i have talked to him before about my boyfriend and things like that and he always seems to be fine at first but then always forgets what we talked about. my parents only remember what they want to remember and forget what they feel like forgetting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i have been a little depressed since that conversation but i have started to feel better. despite what my dad wants to think, my life is not that way at all. i remind myself that my life is ok and that i am a good person and continuously working towards my goals . i am getting back in school and working on a degree, i have never been in trouble for anything, i have great friends, i have a good job (although i am planning on having my own business) and make good money, i even have been able to save thousands of dollars over the past year, i will also be getting my own place soon and a car will follow (i havent had the need for one much since i share my boyfriends car). my man is great, he helps me when he can and i help him. sometimes i have a job and he doesnt and sometimes i dont have a job and he does. thats just how things are, especially today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not old fashioned like my dad is. i want to be equal to my man and we have been. sorry dad but after 10 years i doubt he's with me only for sex like you think he is. my dad doesnt not believe in interracial dating/marriage and since my boyfriend is black he thinks of him as a sterotype of a criminal/drug user/been in jail/white woman user. this is not the case. we were friends for years and then got together. he has helped me more than anyone else has, even more than my parents. he has not been in trouble, he is educated, and treats me great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of their attitude is why i dont bring my boyfriend around them and why my boyfriend doesnt want to be around. i have invited him over but they wanted nothing to do with it. my parents actually told me years ago that i would be dead to them if i ever was with a black guy. so we starting seeing each other secretly. of course after a while they pretty much knew but didnt say anything. my mom became ok with it over time and actually asks how we are doing and if i want to invite him over to dinner sometimes. its funny how things change, my dad never used to say anything about my relationship and my mom did. now my dad says stuff in a passive aggressive way while my mom is cool with us. it seems like whatever i do in life will never be satisfying enough for them. i have learned that thats fine. my life is mine and i decide what to do with it and how to live it. they cannot live my life for me. life is funny and definitely has it wtf moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike my dad i am not the kind of woman that is looking to be taken care of by some guy. i want to make my own money and do things for myself. i am on my way to doing that. hell i have friends that have done things they shouldve have but were still treated better by their families than i was. but thats ok, i know i'm a good person and despite how my parents do or might feel about me i am proud of myself for being a good person and having someone that loves me. to be honest i have felt at times that i should have been bad when i was younger to have gotten some respect but that would have been more on me. there is no need for that. i will soon have my life back on track again (meaning having my own place and being back in school). i need to be happy and live my life and not let how my parents are affect me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very happy that i started this blog nearly a year ago. i have been able to get out and share so much with people that i usually cant do with friends and family. i am grateful for my readers that follow me too. thanks everyone. well for now i better go. have to get ready for work. not in the mood but i just gotta do what i gotta do for now. its wont always be this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-3328388451648395491?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3328388451648395491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=3328388451648395491' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/3328388451648395491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/3328388451648395491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2010/04/lifewtf-is-going-on.html' title='Life...wtf is going on!'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S79WaYG-3bI/AAAAAAAAAbo/HFzWj_c-qP0/s72-c/nagisa_beach2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-5639554852690403502</id><published>2010-03-10T13:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T13:20:22.784-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta love Tim Burton...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S5ffcBPTYRI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ibtGiQwkh98/s1600-h/alice_in_wonderland_posters_mad_hatter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S5ffcBPTYRI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ibtGiQwkh98/s320/alice_in_wonderland_posters_mad_hatter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447067946789855506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This monday my boyfriend and i went to see Alice in Wonderland. we loved it and want to see it again. we saw it in normal 2D but we should have done 3D. the timing didnt work out so thats why. it was a great movie either way. this movie is pretty much a sequel. i loved the idea of Alice more grown up and going back to Wonderland and seeing what happens. i love Tim Burton and his imagination. i wonder what his next movie will be about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is my 2nd week at the new job. so far it is going pretty good. the full time hours are annoying but while i am not able to go to school for the moment i might as well work as much as i can. i need to save money. the managers are impressed with how well i am doing and how fast i am learning, which is good. i hope to stay at this job for a little while and get the things that i need. for now that is my own apartment and maybe a car. i am looking for a place near work and if i can find one that i can afford then i wont need a car. i can get a car later on and perhaps take care of school earlier. my boyfriend has a car that we share so we are good with that. we shall see how things go but for now i just need to do well at this job and do some planning for the future and save some money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well everyone i will be getting ready for work now and will be on my way soon. i hope everyone is doing well. i would like to ask a question. how many of you are working jobs/careers that you like/wanted or are you doing something you dont like b/c you need to pay the bills (like i am doing at this moment)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-5639554852690403502?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5639554852690403502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=5639554852690403502' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/5639554852690403502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/5639554852690403502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2010/03/gotta-love-tim-burton.html' title='Gotta love Tim Burton...'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S5ffcBPTYRI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ibtGiQwkh98/s72-c/alice_in_wonderland_posters_mad_hatter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-5371386527447272443</id><published>2010-03-04T19:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T23:06:55.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Opportunities...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S5BQW63ttjI/AAAAAAAAAbI/BAlr3WbyQ2I/s1600-h/cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S5BQW63ttjI/AAAAAAAAAbI/BAlr3WbyQ2I/s320/cat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444940304181212722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I am back. sorry for not posting this week. well i have some good news as well. i started a new job today. i was planning on posting about it before but i wanted to hold out until i knew for sure. i am working front desk of a small hotel. not really the type of job i wanted.  i took it b/c i wanted to start working again asap after i quit my previous job. i just need to make money right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping to move into my own apt in the next month or two. i work by the beach again and would love a place there. even if its a little one. having your own place is different. also living there i wouldnt need a car to get to work or to do most other things so i could save some money that way. there is actually a small local bus that goes all around that area for only 25 cents. thats a big money saver. my boyfriend can keep the car and use it more and i can simply use the little bus or walk if i am close enough. either way no matter where you park there is a pain and you have to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway i am basically trying to be more independent and save money at the same time. i can do it and my boyfriend says he will help me which is great. i just hope i do good enough at the job to finish the 3 month probation period and can continue to stay longer or until i find something better. i am always looking to do better. i hope things work out well. lets see what the next few months will bring me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-5371386527447272443?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5371386527447272443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=5371386527447272443' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/5371386527447272443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/5371386527447272443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-opportunities.html' title='New Opportunities...'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S5BQW63ttjI/AAAAAAAAAbI/BAlr3WbyQ2I/s72-c/cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-5979936154177234019</id><published>2010-02-17T04:40:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T06:22:02.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Staying up late...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S3u-PyZucsI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/v_SFdguIy04/s1600-h/night+time+sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S3u-PyZucsI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/v_SFdguIy04/s320/night+time+sky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439150153416995522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Well its after 5am and i'm up. i am used to being up late from habit. also recently working an overnight job got me more used to it. just about every night i lay down and relax and fall asleep for a little while and then wake up late. then i stay up and watch tv, doing stuff online, or whatever. then close to sunrise i go to bed. i dont know why. like i said being used to it and also since i'm not working again i have energy to stay up late. its also cold here in miami so i am keeping warm. i know its not as cold as it is up north where people are dealing with snow but for miami its cold. i grew up in new york so i am more used to cold and snow that many miami natives are but after not having been to nyc in a while i am not as used to the cold as i used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well even though i quit my job, and feel great about it, i am not wasting time. i have already been looking for a new job and hope i get another one soon. i did send my resume to a receptionist job today and i think they like me. we haven't interviewed yet but when they got my resume they emailed me and want to interview me, train me,  and get a background/criminal check this week. i have no problems with background or criminal checks. since i am clean i laugh at those. i emailed them and responded to what they said. so i just basically have to wait for their reply and see when they want to interview me. even after they emailed i went back to check the ad they posted. i like to do that after i hear back from potential jobs. the ad was actually gone. i am thinking that they think i am a good match with them and so they must have taken the ad down. i have more than enough experience that they need for the job and also live close to them which is why i think they like me for the job. this job pays very well too so i really hope i get it. at the same time i am not stupid so i will be careful if this job is a scam for any reason but i have checked up on them and i think they are legit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will let my readers know what happens. wish me luck. anyone else out there on the job hunt now? i haven't done this in close to a year but i have gotten back into it pretty quickly. as for me right now i will be getting a snack and then going to bed. it'll be sunrise in about a half hour and i am also getting a little sleepy now. it's a new day and new things will be going on so i wish all my readers a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-5979936154177234019?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5979936154177234019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=5979936154177234019' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/5979936154177234019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/5979936154177234019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2010/02/staying-up-late.html' title='Staying up late...'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S3u-PyZucsI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/v_SFdguIy04/s72-c/night+time+sky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-7609845267576195187</id><published>2010-02-14T06:53:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T17:22:05.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love,  Freedom, and Tigers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S3huxfK86yI/AAAAAAAAAYY/xdXKtmjbcHY/s1600-h/tiger.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S3flMDygAoI/AAAAAAAAAXw/nnMS0wgbPm4/s1600-h/happy-valentines-day-graphics23.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 175px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S3flMDygAoI/AAAAAAAAAXw/nnMS0wgbPm4/s320/happy-valentines-day-graphics23.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438067070411473538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Well its that time again people. Happy Valentine's Day all my readers. i hope everyone has fun and enjoys themselves today. my boyfriend and i haven't really planned anything. sometimes we decide to go somewhere and other times we just become spontaneous and do whatever we want. I'll be seeing him later. we might do the dinner and a movie thing but who knows. maybe we'll even hang out with some friends too. i think that would be great. i haven't hung out with my friends in a little while. I'll let you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S3fp2NTgUgI/AAAAAAAAAYA/U_mES2fO5hU/s1600-h/quitting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S3fp2NTgUgI/AAAAAAAAAYA/U_mES2fO5hU/s320/quitting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438072192566841858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Ah yes, wonderful freedom. Friday night was my last day of work. it feels great to not have to go back to that shithole of a workplace. most of co-workers told me they wish i wasn't leaving and that they would miss me. that was great to hear. some of my former coworkers are gone b/c they either quit or were fired. that place has a high turnover for employees. i am still friends with them and have made new friends of the coworkers that are still there. i have everyone's contact info and we're on each others facebook so i will definitely keep in touch with them. i have already started looking for another job and have some interviews lined up for next week and I'm going to some places to apply that i know are hiring. i will be just fine. i will even take advantage of my new free time and start working on achieving my goal of owning my own business. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S3huxfK86yI/AAAAAAAAAYY/xdXKtmjbcHY/s1600-h/tiger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S3huxfK86yI/AAAAAAAAAYY/xdXKtmjbcHY/s320/tiger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438218346509953826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Today is not just valentines day but it is also Chinese new year, The Year of the Tiger. i am mentioning it because tigers are my favorite animal. lets see if this year goes more my way than previous years. maybe my favorite animal will bring me some luck this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7623809104436996370-7609845267576195187?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7609845267576195187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=7609845267576195187' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/7609845267576195187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/7609845267576195187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-freedom-and-tigers.html' title='Love,  Freedom, and Tigers!'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S3flMDygAoI/AAAAAAAAAXw/nnMS0wgbPm4/s72-c/happy-valentines-day-graphics23.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-1492512987125470758</id><published>2010-02-02T06:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T12:26:35.529-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Decisions...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S2hf_pB1sJI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/gfouTEHJq8Q/s1600-h/job.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 165px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S2hf_pB1sJI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/gfouTEHJq8Q/s320/job.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433698497372467346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Hello everyone. once again it has been a while since i posted something. sorry about that. i keep up with the blogs i read but not my own lately. things have just been a bit crazy and stressful. you know how it is with work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Well time to tell you the new decision that i made. i didnt think i would be doing this yet but i decided now is the time. i decided to quit my job. yes i said it, I QUIT! and it feels F'ing great. i deal with so much shit at work and i am done with it. i am not quitting just b/c i dont like the job but b/c of everything going on there. the guests are horrible, i have been getting treated like shit by my manager, and there's a safety issue also. i'm fed up, i dont need it, and i dont need that job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;The final straw was when my manager put me on probation and then suspension. she gave me probation on thursday and gave me suspension me on friday. i know she did that on purpose. there was some paperwork i couldnt finish doing but i always catch up when i can. and the paperwork itself isnt even important. she has told me that herself. my manager wants me to be superwoman but i cant. according to her i dont do any work just b/c i work overnight. its not fair for me to have so much work that i cant finish and she gets mad at me. well whatever. its their loss not mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;I already know that she wants to fire me. i have co-workers that were fried recently and new people have already been hired. the people working my shifts while i'm suspended are new and are training also. i am fine with it. i have money saved up and i dont need this job. everyone is supportive of what i did and i am proud of myself for it and dont regret it at all. i feel great. i am currently on the suspension and am fine with it. i really needed a break from the job anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;For once i am not worried about leaving a job without an0ther one lined up. i have already started looking for another job and hopefully should find another one soon.  well thats how my life is now.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7623809104436996370-1492512987125470758?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1492512987125470758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=1492512987125470758' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/1492512987125470758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/1492512987125470758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-decisions.html' title='New Decisions...'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S2hf_pB1sJI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/gfouTEHJq8Q/s72-c/job.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-6048660460256679732</id><published>2010-01-14T20:03:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T23:01:09.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Work and Life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S0_AwW7AgUI/AAAAAAAAAVY/prlHqrwwNt0/s1600-h/sitting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S0_AwW7AgUI/AAAAAAAAAVY/prlHqrwwNt0/s320/sitting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426768013024067906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello everyone. i know it has been a little while since i blogged. i'm sorry for that. my absence has mostly been due to work lately. my job has become a nightmare. i have been so busy lately and have like no help. since i work over night shift some of my co-workers and even my manager have said that i dont do anything because i work at night. i cant believe they would think that. at least some of my other co-workers know thats not true because they do  the night shift when i'm off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It pisses me off because i bust my ass trying to get all my work done but i have more work to do and deal with more crap working over night then my other co-workers do. lately it has been so busy because we are still in our holiday busy season and i just have alot to do. just like my front desk co-workers i have to work as front desk but unlike them i also have to be a housekeeper, maintenance, bartender, security, computer technician, etc. since i am the only one working at night i have to do all this work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The manager expects me to have everything done in a short amount of time but thats damn near impossible. there are forms that need to be inputted into the computer and i havent been able to do them because there are so many and they keep building up everyday. these are the least important part of my job but they still need to get done. i do them when i can but with all the other work piled up on me i cant get to them. i am forced to have to do laundry like a housekeeper, sell drinks like a bartender after the bar closes, deal with people checking in and out, fix the computers if they stop working (if i can), walk around the building checking it like security and cleaning up like housekeeping. its very frustrating but i recently talked to my best friend about this and she helped me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also contacted the manager about this but she doesnt care that i need help. the thing is that work piles up on me even more after my day off. even though i have some co-workers that do the same shift when i am off they are not required to do the work that needs to be done on those days. that makes no sense because when i go back i have that extra day of work to do. i might as well work everyday and have no days off because i am working 5 days a week but have to do that work of all 7 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i am just happy that i have money saved up and my boyfriend is going to help me get a car. he is starting to do better financially too. i have been looking for a new job and i hope to find one soon because i will not last much longer at that job. half of my co-workers that i started working with are gone and another one recently put in her quitting notice. i think even if i dont have a another job i will still leave soon. that job is too much and the guests that go there are some of the worse people i have had to deal with. i wont have to worry though, my boyfriend is going to help take care of finances whether i leave or not. it would be nice to not have to work again for a while and relax. i am working on getting back in school for the summer. i was hoping to do it this semester but didnt have enough money. thats ok, i will go back soon enough. that what i would love to do again. just go to school and not have to worry about working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well everyone this is what i have been dealing with lately. i actually have to get ready for work now. i am so not in the mood tonight but just 1 more night and then i'm off. its also a shorter shift tonight so it should go by faster. i feel like doing what the picture shows, getting away and relaxing in nature. i need a vacation. i recently got caught up to reading all the blogs i follow and i should be able to do it again tomorrow. well i better get going. i hope everyone is doing ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-6048660460256679732?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/S0_AwW7AgUI/AAAAAAAAAVY/prlHqrwwNt0/s72-c/sitting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-8055779440942764310</id><published>2010-01-01T00:31:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T01:35:52.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's 2010! Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Sz2JMfj_-zI/AAAAAAAAAVA/8-uNXXRgyI0/s1600-h/2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Sz2JMfj_-zI/AAAAAAAAAVA/8-uNXXRgyI0/s320/2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421640374147873586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy New Year 2010 everyone! i had dinner with some family earlier in the evening then went to a friends house with my boyfriend to ring in the new year. we got back home not long ago. our friends were getting tired and didnt want to stay up too late. we are home home now relaxing and watching more new years stuff on tv and having snacks. we had fun tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i hope everyone else had a great time tonight too. i hope this new year bring us all good things. be safe and enjoy the rest of the night.   :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-8055779440942764310?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8055779440942764310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=8055779440942764310' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/8055779440942764310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/8055779440942764310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-2010-happy-new-year.html' title='It&apos;s 2010! Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Sz2JMfj_-zI/AAAAAAAAAVA/8-uNXXRgyI0/s72-c/2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-1320781065016586714</id><published>2009-12-25T21:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T21:19:31.448-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SzVv7FvkqLI/AAAAAAAAATQ/NH1AsUY42VE/s1600-h/MerryChristmasSailorMoon-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SzVv7FvkqLI/AAAAAAAAATQ/NH1AsUY42VE/s320/MerryChristmasSailorMoon-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419360787554937010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Merry Christmas to everyone and their friends and family! i hope for those of you i sent a christmas card to got them on time. sorry that i havent been able to blog lately. things have been busy and crazy but still good. i took care of some errands in the morning when i got off of work then i went home and did a few more things. after that i finally got some sleep. then i saw a few friends and my boyfriend. then they went to do their thing and i hung out with my family afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had fun, good presents, good food, and played with the family dog. i would have stayed longer but unfortunately i have to work tonight. it sucks but thats ok. i'm happy that i was free during the day and very happy that i am off work tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent had time to read all the blogs i follow recently but i will get to that tomorrow since i'm off and i look foward to it. i will also be seeing some friends to give them their presents that i couldnt see today. how i love christmas time. I hope everyone had a great christmas and enjoyed themselves. I'm going to get ready for work now so to all a good night.   :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-1320781065016586714?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1320781065016586714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=1320781065016586714' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/1320781065016586714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/1320781065016586714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SzVv7FvkqLI/AAAAAAAAATQ/NH1AsUY42VE/s72-c/MerryChristmasSailorMoon-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-2445472724811535555</id><published>2009-12-13T08:14:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T19:01:55.335-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Shopping Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SyTo1T3jD-I/AAAAAAAAATA/s8jzVvGkQek/s1600-h/christmas-shopping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SyTo1T3jD-I/AAAAAAAAATA/s8jzVvGkQek/s320/christmas-shopping.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414708654570147810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;It's that time of year again. its almost Christmas and everyone is busy buying their presents for everyone. me personally, i like to take a little time and think about who i am going to buy presents for, how many presents, and what presents to buy. when i plan this way i get all my shopping done in one day. i actually did my holiday shopping yesterday since i was off from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thankfully able to buy everyone a decent presents this year. usually i never have much money for gifts so i buy what ever little things i can or i at least give people Christmas cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Speaking of cards i have decided to put a deadline of this coming tuesday on cards by 12 noon. for anyone that hasnt emailed me but would like a holiday card from me go ahead and send me an email to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mccgirl2009@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;with name and address. i look foward to receiving more email from my readers. i hope tuesday 12 noon is enough time for everyone. well i have to get some rest before work later. i hope everyone had a good weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-2445472724811535555?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2445472724811535555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=2445472724811535555' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/2445472724811535555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/2445472724811535555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-shopping-time.html' title='Christmas Shopping Time!'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SyTo1T3jD-I/AAAAAAAAATA/s8jzVvGkQek/s72-c/christmas-shopping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-376261269908713390</id><published>2009-12-02T19:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T21:04:25.647-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Repairmen...wtf?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SxcOWUX7zFI/AAAAAAAAASI/Kbq-7mvESAU/s1600-h/c-man-repair.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SxcOWUX7zFI/AAAAAAAAASI/Kbq-7mvESAU/s320/c-man-repair.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410809253897948242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Since friday my water heater has been broken. today it finally gets replaced after a bunch of bullshit. first they tell me monday they will come, they dont of course. they tell me they came yesterday bt i was home all day and no one stopped by. finally they come today and replace my water heater. it felt good to take a normal hot shower again. i have been having to heat up water on the stove and take it to the bathroom. its not like i havent had to do it in the past. i have lived in very cold climates where water cut off. i have dealt with hurricanes and the same thing has happens. it can happen to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I''m honestly glad that november is over. november is kind of a crazy month for me. there are good things and bad things. i have birthdays to deal with, my anniversary, thanksgiving, and 2 deaths as well. besides the deaths the other stuff is fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 12th of november my dog had died 2 years ago. i still miss her. she was 15 when she passed away. not sure what her cause of death actually was but the vet said that she was just really old and i guess it was her time. i was really hurt. i raised her parents from puppies and then raised her. i wish i had a pic of her on my computer. i would post it. maybe another time. i'm mentioning this now b/c my best friend called me this morning and told me that a puppy she had months ago and had given away to a friend of hers was hit by a car and died today. very sad. so i guess to feel better she started asking me questions from the time my dog had died. i started to cry a bit. i cant help it. i loved my dog very much and still miss her but it has gotten better over time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second death is of a good friend of mine. he passed away on november 28 from a car accident, so its 10 years now that he died. some asshole and cut him off on a road when he was out with some friends and he unfortunately lost control of the car and crashed. the crash caused him to fly out of the car and i think it was the impact that killed him or maybe the crash. not sure but thats what i was told happened. the guy that cut him off was never found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are sad events but i like to think that time helps to heal and it has for me. in the meantime its december and i love december and the holidays. christmas is coming up and its a great time for being positive and feeling good and other good things like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-376261269908713390?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/376261269908713390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=376261269908713390' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/376261269908713390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/376261269908713390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/12/repairmenwtf.html' title='Repairmen...wtf?!'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SxcOWUX7zFI/AAAAAAAAASI/Kbq-7mvESAU/s72-c/c-man-repair.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-7876794980718710449</id><published>2009-11-29T14:08:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T21:58:45.027-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversary Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SxR14w9bSRI/AAAAAAAAARY/aJWdB20PA9w/s1600/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SxR14w9bSRI/AAAAAAAAARY/aJWdB20PA9w/s320/cats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410078670454475026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;I meant to post this yesterday but it was a busy day so i didnt have time. but yes yesterday the 29th was my anniversary with my boyfriend. 10 years. yeah 10 years. we've had ups and downs but overall a great relationship. i know that some of you might be thinking (just as my friends have told me) why havent we gotten married yet. well we just havent felt the need to. we want to and plan to but we're very happy the way things are. when we are ready we'll get married. i choose the pic because it reminds me of my boyfriend and me. we like to look at the moon and it looks like us too. lol. i think its cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yesterday i was asleep a good part of the day. i have been so tired from work lately. i hate working with so many people. not co-workers but customers. i miss the jobs i used to have where i worked alone in a small office and never dealt with anyone except taking phone calling or seeing the boss only on payday. my water heater was messed up and i couldnt take a hot shower for a few day. not good since this happens when the weather is cold. i would have to take a cool shower but at least i still had water. it was fixed this morning so i got to take a nice warm shower and wash my hair. funny how i get my hot water back and the weather warmed up again. life is funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we hung out together yesterday to celebrate. i had to work in the evening unfortunately so we didnt have a lot of time but it was enough. we went to a movie. he wanted to see "ninja assassin." good movie, a lot of action and blood shed. although the blood was over exaggerated but still a good movie. then we got some dinner (italian) and came back to my place. i sursprised him with ice cream and cake, a chocolate cake that i baked myself. i love to bake but dont do it often. he loved it. it was a nice anniversary. he says it was perfect because we were together and it was simple and fun, and he got to eat chocolate. lol. he is so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, too bad i had to work last night or we would've spend more time together. i have to work tonight too. as soon as i finish this post i have to get ready to leave. i am really starting to get tired of working overnight but the overnight shift from my job has the benefits of not dealing with as many people, the 2nd half of the night is empty and quiet because most people are sleep, i'm not watched on camera as much as the day people are. too bad i dont get paid more to work overnight. everyone asks me if i dont because usually some overnight jobs do get paid more. oh well, i just try to remind myself that i am lucky to have my job and have any money for the holidays. then i feel better again, at least until the next time i go to work. lol. anyway have a good night everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-7876794980718710449?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7876794980718710449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=7876794980718710449' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/7876794980718710449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/7876794980718710449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/anniversary-time.html' title='Anniversary Time!'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SxR14w9bSRI/AAAAAAAAARY/aJWdB20PA9w/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-1589855440146333646</id><published>2009-11-26T15:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T15:33:10.029-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thankgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Sw7jvAJ3AFI/AAAAAAAAARA/51DvFgjxkfk/s1600/Thanksgiving-+feast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 305px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Sw7jvAJ3AFI/AAAAAAAAARA/51DvFgjxkfk/s320/Thanksgiving-+feast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408510599153254482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Thanksgiving everyone! i hope everyone has a great holiday today. i''ll be on my way soon to my parents place for dinner. it'll be an early dinner since i have to work tonight. i hate working on a holiday but certain jobs cant close for a holiday. oh well, thats ok. we do what we gotta do. anyway i hope everyone gets to eat all the turkey and side dishes and desserts that they want. Happy Thanksgiving!   :)&lt;/span&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/7623809104436996370-1589855440146333646?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1589855440146333646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=1589855440146333646' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/1589855440146333646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/1589855440146333646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-thankgiving.html' title='Happy Thankgiving!'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Sw7jvAJ3AFI/AAAAAAAAARA/51DvFgjxkfk/s72-c/Thanksgiving-+feast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-4811911917768158578</id><published>2009-11-15T19:22:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T20:06:19.248-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to start the holidays...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SwCfpcAOLZI/AAAAAAAAAQA/8x7VcPnYSWI/s1600-h/cards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 355px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SwCfpcAOLZI/AAAAAAAAAQA/8x7VcPnYSWI/s320/cards.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404495087085170066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Well we're getting close to that time of years again. thats right, the holidays. in less than 2 weeks we'll be eating turkey and not long after that getting presents. i love the holidays but hate how fast they come and go. oh well, just gotta enjoy as much of it as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have noticed some of my fellow bloggers are going to send out holiday cards to their readers. i think it is a great idea and i have decided to do the same. i love getting and sending holiday cards. i havent done much of it the past few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all my readers i would love to send you a card for the holidays. just send me an email with the name you want me to use and an address to send the card to. i plan to send cards out the 1st or 2nd week of december.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email me at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mccgirl2009@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;. i hope to hear from you soon. have a good sunday everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-4811911917768158578?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4811911917768158578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=4811911917768158578' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/4811911917768158578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/4811911917768158578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-to-start-holidays.html' title='Time to start the holidays...'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SwCfpcAOLZI/AAAAAAAAAQA/8x7VcPnYSWI/s72-c/cards.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-7584609475923982431</id><published>2009-11-13T20:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:48:10.537-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday the 13th...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Sv4LuhDJ9CI/AAAAAAAAAPg/kdcMa59hPzs/s1600-h/friday+the+13th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 219px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Sv4LuhDJ9CI/AAAAAAAAAPg/kdcMa59hPzs/s320/friday+the+13th.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403769496664667170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hi everyone. I know its friday the 13th and bad things are associated with this day. its comes from the history of it. either way its no big deal. go out and have fun. i have to work tonight but thats ok, i'll be off tomorrow. i'll be back tomorrow with a new post. have a good weekend everyone.   :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-7584609475923982431?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7584609475923982431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=7584609475923982431' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/7584609475923982431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/7584609475923982431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/friday-13th.html' title='Friday the 13th...'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Sv4LuhDJ9CI/AAAAAAAAAPg/kdcMa59hPzs/s72-c/friday+the+13th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-460009965610022814</id><published>2009-11-11T18:20:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T20:24:59.278-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random stuff for today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SvtH54iAbrI/AAAAAAAAAPI/_kuzkWtc06g/s1600-h/vets+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 110px; height: 142px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SvtH54iAbrI/AAAAAAAAAPI/_kuzkWtc06g/s320/vets+day.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402991237714177714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;To start off this post i just wanted to say Happy Veterans Day. I support all the troops and wish them the best. do any of you know anyone in the armed forces now. i personally dont. i have friends that did serve in the past. not anymore, well actually there is 1 friend that still does. he might have finished around this time or not yet. im not sure, i need to contact him and see how he is doing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SvtJYtO-aRI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/t3MLSw94YUA/s1600-h/FGVVCAJIH894CAIFEZMUCA7LGN1ECA2PZ7ZGCASJVOMLCAMLDIAZCAK7IXROCAB41A3XCARQC0X4CA6R5U9ACAAJKY9QCAR4F6NACAI2Y2X0CAY1CLA9CASDJPJFCAFITUW9CA0MZRYNCAQC2WIQCA0O1VX2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 123px; height: 152px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SvtJYtO-aRI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/t3MLSw94YUA/s320/FGVVCAJIH894CAIFEZMUCA7LGN1ECA2PZ7ZGCASJVOMLCAMLDIAZCAK7IXROCAB41A3XCARQC0X4CA6R5U9ACAAJKY9QCAR4F6NACAI2Y2X0CAY1CLA9CASDJPJFCAFITUW9CA0MZRYNCAQC2WIQCA0O1VX2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402992866769135890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Well on to some good stuff now. yes as i said in my last post me and 2 friends went to the movies. my best friend, as usual, picked me up a bit late but she to wait for our other friend to call her so she could pick him up. i cant blame her in that case. so because of the time we werent sure of what we wanted to see. any movie we chose at the time we would end up missing some of the beginning anyway. i hate that. we finally ended up seeing the Christmas Carol 3D movie. i loved it. i have always loved that story and this version was so much better than many others i have seen. and watching it in 3D was fun too. i would recommend it to anyone. there are some parts that might be a little scary for little kids, just so you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get paid this friday. thats always a good thing. hopefully i will be a little closer to getting my own car soon. an apartment right now is out of the question, i dont have enough. i really was hoping to have one by december. i love having my own place to decorate but its ok. soon enough i have it. all things come in time and with patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i was suggesting to my friends that we get something to eat. our guy friend wanted to see another movie. we just went into another theater that was next to the one we just got out of. ok we snuck in. no one was around so we just went in.  i wish i had just brought a snack at the point. i was so hungry. it also happened to be another movie that he wanted to see, The Men Who Stare At Goats. my opinion of this movie, well, if you have seen the preview or commercial then there is no need for you to waste money to see the whole thing. the commercial showed all the best parts. my best friend agreed with me. the movie was stupid and much of sit didnt really make sense. we understood what was going on but i'm just happy i didnt waste extra money to see it. i would not recommend it to anyone. &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/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SvtRYUYxzKI/AAAAAAAAAPY/uMfG1c7wZP4/s1600-h/happyfacelion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SvtRYUYxzKI/AAAAAAAAAPY/uMfG1c7wZP4/s320/happyfacelion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403001656192388258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Ok now on to the stuff that has pissed me off recently. well for starters at the movies some people brought their kids along and some of the kids were crying or making noise and just being overall annoying. i dont have a problem with people bringing their kids to the movies but at the same time i do because of shit like that. it really annoys me when i pay money to see a damn movie and i have to deal with that crap. not to say that all kids are like that in movies, of course not, but i think some parents shouldnt bring them if they know how their kids will act. yeah you cant always predict what will happen when it comes to kids but either way i was still pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person that was working in the box office that gave us the tickets was a bitch. she had an attitude and overcharged me and my friends. we even showed her our student ids but she didnt care. i know it was just a dollar difference but still, it was our money. can yo believe she actually even say to us "oh big deal its just a dollar". my best friend was pissed and asked for the manager. we all just wanted to see the movie so we went in but i have no doubt that my friend called the theater today to ask for a manager and complain. i know how my friend is so i am sure she got this situation taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is the situation will my boyfriends car. i went over to his place and we got tow truck to tow the car to the mechanic and get it fixed. i had called these guys before hand to get a price. they quoted me one price. of course once we got there the mechanic was trying to screw me by giving me a much higher price. i was like what!? i dont think so. i argued for a moment but he wouldnt honor the price i was given. i asked another employee to get the manager for me and it turned out that the manager  was the one i spoke to. the manager honored the price he quoted me. i also said i didnt want that mechanic to work on my car so the manager got another employee to work on my car. well at least it turned out good, we got the car fixed and pay no more than what i expected to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something else that has pissed me off lately is people at work. not any of my co-workers this time but guests that come in. many have been annoying lately. others come in drunk late at night. some will not stop bothering me to get stuff for them that i keep telling them that i cant get for them. new people that comes in wanting discounts or deals of some kind. i cant do that people! get it through your heads. others being loud when i tell them to keep the noise down. i have even gotten stupid phone calls recently where the guys want me to give messages to guests they dont know. the point of this is too get me to repeat a message that is sexually based in a disgusting way. wtf people! grow the hell up. basically all around annoyances at work at some point will happen no matter what. all i can do is deal with them the best i can but it seems that i deal with something at work almost every night. i think i should start looking for a new job soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Well everyone these are my rants and raves for the day. sorry it was a bit long but once i started this post i was on a roll and just kept going, lol. i hope you enjoyed. i have to work tonight so i will now go lay down and rest for a bit before getting ready. have a good night everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&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/7623809104436996370-460009965610022814?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/460009965610022814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=460009965610022814' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/460009965610022814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/460009965610022814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/random-stuff-for-today.html' title='Random stuff for today...'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SvtH54iAbrI/AAAAAAAAAPI/_kuzkWtc06g/s72-c/vets+day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-696959977539056785</id><published>2009-11-10T08:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T09:48:33.708-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Svlne2IscKI/AAAAAAAAAPA/p-q6nPepiO8/s1600-h/movies2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Svlne2IscKI/AAAAAAAAAPA/p-q6nPepiO8/s320/movies2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402463007633338530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Hello readers. according to my last post i was supposed to go out with my best friend over the weekend. unfortunately it didnt happen. my boyfriends car isnt working at the moment, but we are going to get it worked on today. so i wasnt able to drive to my friends house and i sure as hell wasnt going to take the bus at night. my neighborhood isnt very safe at night so i avoid doing that as much as i can. i have had to do it but dont like to. my friend lives a little far and she ended up having an issue also so she couldnt drive to me to pick me up. although if it was the other way around she would never take the bus if needed, and dont even think of asking her too.  she still had a reservation for the restaurant and another friend of hers was invited so i told her to go ahead and go out. i said that we can go out another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That other time is today. we made plans to go out to the movies tonight. we plan on seeing a movie that just came out this weekend called Precious. i have seen the previews for it and it looks good. its based on a novel called Push written by Sapphire. whats funny is that i have a friend nicknamed precious and he will be going with us tonight to see the movie. we'll have some dinner also. hopefully not at the same place as i mentioned in a recent post. i'm over that place, food isnt great and over priced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, i will be going to bed now. i got off work not long ago but didnt feel sleepy right away like i usually do so i stayed up for a little while to check some email, write this post, and do some other stuff. so i am feeling sleepy now and will be going to get some sleep. i hope i dont get interrupted by phone calls. i ususally do even though everyone knows i work at night and need to sleep during the day. i hate that. anyway i have things to do later so i'm jumping into bed now. i hope everyone has a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-696959977539056785?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/696959977539056785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=696959977539056785' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/696959977539056785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/696959977539056785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/movie-time.html' title='Movie time...'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Svlne2IscKI/AAAAAAAAAPA/p-q6nPepiO8/s72-c/movies2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-377748361405385067</id><published>2009-11-06T20:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T22:21:39.855-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays and work...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SvTTgPQdtyI/AAAAAAAAAO4/A9EKPs-WDXk/s1600-h/birthday_candles.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SvTTgPQdtyI/AAAAAAAAAO4/A9EKPs-WDXk/s320/birthday_candles.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401174403928930082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well today as my title says is a birthday. no not mine. my day isnt until April. actually today is my best friends birthday and my sisters birthday, well half sister. they both usually will want me to spend time with them on their birthdays. it rarely works out that way. my sis is like twice my age, she was already an adult by the time i was born so we never grew up together. dont get me wrong we get along just fine, we have no problems. usually i might see her for a little bit on her birthday or within a few days after. i'll buy her a card or a little gift too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly would prefer to hang out with my best friend. i have know her for like 15 years now. we went to high school together from the beginning through graduation. we went to college together. well she already got her degree. i am still trying to finish. anyway, i havent been able to see anyone today. i will be going out to dinner with my friend tomorrow night. i have to work tonight so cant go out. it works out ok. another friend of ours is off tonight but working tomorrow so they will go out tonight and i will go out with my friend tomorrow night. she picked a Hawaii style type of restaurant and made a reservation for us. she wanted to do something kinda different. we havent eaten in a place like that before so it should be fun. i hope i can get some pics to show you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping to get the day off or switch my shift but my hours have recently been cut back so i couldnt do it. no one else could do it because now everyone has to hold on to the hours they have.  my bosses are trying to save money, not so much because business is a little slow, but just to save money. i understand businesses wanting to save money. i just hate it when they save money by cutting hours or pay. i'm glad that my pay wasnt cut but if they left the hours alone and cut the pay it would end up being the same thing. well one good thing is that the owners of the business are making the manager do 2 hours at the front desk everyday that she works. my friend and boyfriend agree with me that its great. i think so because its annoying how she complains about stuff we do everyday, makes annoying memos for everything, and can get bitchy over nothing. she can be nice but has that other side to her, i think you guys know what i mean. this is why i love working the night shift at this job. i dont have to deal with the manager or a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well anyway i have to head out to work now. i'll try to come back tomorrow and tell you about my night out with my friend. have a good friday night everyone.&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/7623809104436996370-377748361405385067?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/377748361405385067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=377748361405385067' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/377748361405385067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/377748361405385067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/birthdays-and-work.html' title='Birthdays and work...'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SvTTgPQdtyI/AAAAAAAAAO4/A9EKPs-WDXk/s72-c/birthday_candles.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-2335412695065795218</id><published>2009-11-04T19:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T22:28:48.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last night...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SvI-uI3PYPI/AAAAAAAAAOw/GT4zR0u7sM4/s1600-h/michael+jackson+this+is+it.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SvI-uI3PYPI/AAAAAAAAAOw/GT4zR0u7sM4/s320/michael+jackson+this+is+it.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400447865544728818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Last night i finally had a chance to see Michael Jackson's This Is It movie. i wanted to see it the opening day but wasnt able to make it. i also wanted to see it with a friend. so my best friend and i made plans last week to see it last night on my night off from work. she had been out of town for a while so i also waited until she came back. the movie was great. i loved it. poor Michael Jackson. its so sad what happened to him. i'll always miss and him and remember him. his music is unforgettable. we love you Michael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my friend and i got to the movie theater we first brought the tickets then we went to dinner. she picked me up late (she usually is a little late for everything) and we missed the original time we want to see the movie so we got tickets for the next available time. the dinner was just ok. i hate restaurants that charge more than the food is worth and the food isnt all that great. i have eaten in this place before and i know better but my friend loves this place for some reason. i just ordered an appetizer because its much cheaper and the appetizers are pretty decent. i later had a soda and one of those chocolate chip cookie ice cream sandwiches in the movie, yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also noticed in the previews and posters on the theater walls a lot of new movies that will be coming out that look really good. i cant for the next big one to come out. i love going to the movies. i dont know what the next movie i will see is but i'll let you guys know. it'll probably be New Moon. i know a lot of friends that want to see. i will probably join them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7623809104436996370-2335412695065795218?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2335412695065795218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=2335412695065795218' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/2335412695065795218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/2335412695065795218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-night.html' title='Last night...'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SvI-uI3PYPI/AAAAAAAAAOw/GT4zR0u7sM4/s72-c/michael+jackson+this+is+it.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-5927952654964415416</id><published>2009-11-01T19:25:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T20:36:36.919-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Afterwards...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Su4oYFWd8NI/AAAAAAAAAOo/0vYI5hSWcUI/s1600-h/chocolate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 171px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399297397482189010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Su4oYFWd8NI/AAAAAAAAAOo/0vYI5hSWcUI/s320/chocolate.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey everyone. sorry to say that i actually didnt go to my friends party. there ended up not being a party to go to. there werent alot of people going to being with and some of those people ended up not being able to go anymore at the last minute. my friend has 1 friend that lives near her and she wanted to do something. the other friends that could go out wanted to go clubbing or bar hopping and my friend wasnt in the mood for that so she, her husband, and that 1 friend went out to dinner. then they went back to my friends house, watched movies, and gave out candy to trick or treators. my friend ended up not even wearing her costume that she brought. she ended up returning it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had called my co-worker and she ended up not going out either. she had her costume and everything ready. she told me that her husband didnt feel much like partying. even she lost her mood also. i even asked if she was going to go to our job to check out the party there. she told me no. most of my friends ended up the same way, not really doing anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As for me and my boyfriend, as i said we didnt get to go to the party, which was actually ok since it was a far drive. we didnt stop by my job either. he said he really just wanted to spend some time with me. but when he got to my place right after seeing me he was the first one to get into my candy. lol. it was ok, i didnt even have any trick or treators at all. my boyfriend said that for many people the spirit of halloween is gone. i guess in a way he is right. anyway after a few minutes we left to get some fast food and came back home. we ate our food, watched tv, talked, ate candy, and relaxed the rest of the night. it was nice and i liked it. of course some one ate most of the chocolate candies that i brought, lol. oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope all of you had a good time last night. i will be reading your blogs soon to see whats going on. as for me i have to get going. i need to get ready to head out to work, blah. lol. not in mood to go when ive been home all day relaxing but gotta make that money. later readers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-5927952654964415416?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5927952654964415416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=5927952654964415416' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/5927952654964415416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/5927952654964415416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/afterwards.html' title='Afterwards...'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Su4oYFWd8NI/AAAAAAAAAOo/0vYI5hSWcUI/s72-c/chocolate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-5968910473638244628</id><published>2009-10-31T15:04:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T18:18:03.551-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY HALLOWEEN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SuyXxLD541I/AAAAAAAAAOI/m3kOEuMTuMo/s1600-h/happy-halloween-pumpkin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SuyXxLD541I/AAAAAAAAAOI/m3kOEuMTuMo/s320/happy-halloween-pumpkin.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398856924348932946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Happy Halloween everyone. i love Halloween. i'm eating some candy right now as i type this post. most of the time halloween to me is mostly eating candy, watching scary movies, dressing up in costume, and preferably going to a party. i didnt get to buy a costume this year but thats ok. i have some old halloween stuff that i am going to use along with some black makeup that i brought, wear all black, and i'll be good to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;My friend that had the 80's party is also having a halloween party tonight. maybe its just because i'm feeling relaxed now but i am almost not in the mood to go but i do want to go. i wish she didnt live so far from me. that would make it easier too. even my job is having a little halloween party too. i wouldnt mind stopping by my jobs party if one of my co-workers (we are also friends) stops by. if she doesnt then i wont bother, but i'll see how things go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Suykr8yTBwI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/h6hPIBe8mqQ/s1600-h/candy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Suykr8yTBwI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/h6hPIBe8mqQ/s320/candy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398871128268801794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I havent had a trick or treater in years but yet every year i cannot resist buying just 1 little bag of candy. ok i might have brought 2 yesterday. lol. i miss trick or treating. you know i always think that someone might knock on my door. even if they dont, thats fine, i'll just eat the candy myself over time. my boyfriend might help me with that activity, lol. for any of you parents out there that take your kids out trick or treating make sure you get some candy for yourselves too. adults can have fun and eat candy today too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;One thing i hate about halloween is those people that take it too serious and say that it is an evil day. whatever, get a life, have some fun, and eat some candy. they must need the sugar rush. people need to do things that they enjoy more often. people should be happy in life. i'll admit that it can get hard but do what you can. dont let some other unhappy person tell you different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Suyumhr13MI/AAAAAAAAAOg/CJkcj-v8fdI/s1600-h/candykid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Suyumhr13MI/AAAAAAAAAOg/CJkcj-v8fdI/s320/candykid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398882030210899138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Well everyone thats my post for today. i'll be back sometime soon to let you all know how my Halloween night went. Happy Halloween to all of you again. Eat candy, have fun, take care, and be safe tonight.&lt;/span&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/7623809104436996370-5968910473638244628?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5968910473638244628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=5968910473638244628' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/5968910473638244628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/5968910473638244628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-halloween.html' title='HAPPY HALLOWEEN!'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SuyXxLD541I/AAAAAAAAAOI/m3kOEuMTuMo/s72-c/happy-halloween-pumpkin.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-7841086287312498433</id><published>2009-10-18T19:15:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:05:29.911-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New things going on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hello readers. i haven't posted in a little while. i have got to post more often but everything seems to get in the way. don't worry, when i win the lotto i will have all the time in the world to post. hmm, now if i can only remember to buy a damn ticket, lol. anyway, lately i haven't really had much to post but today is a good day to do so, so here i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/StunFlyTG6I/AAAAAAAAAN4/jelmI7Mkjak/s1600-h/sweater.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 118px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/StunFlyTG6I/AAAAAAAAAN4/jelmI7Mkjak/s320/sweater.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394088693190564770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For starters, today is the first day of some nice cool weather here. i have long awaited that. i like cooler weather or sweater weather as some might say. it felt so good when i went out today.  but now its starting to get a bit cold since its night time. oh that's another thing, today i got a chance to go out and have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/StulntBPxiI/AAAAAAAAANw/DeKRf7nNAMA/s1600-h/fountain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/StulntBPxiI/AAAAAAAAANw/DeKRf7nNAMA/s320/fountain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394087080224605730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well the first thing i did today was go to a chocolate festival at a major mall in my area. yes i said chocolate. yummy. basically it was employees from different restaurants and bakeries, and other places like that. they had tables set up with all kinds of chocolate stuff. every table was different, there were cakes, brownies, cupcakes, and other stuff. there was even a table with a chocolate fountain just like in the picture above., unfortunately there were no free samples but the treats didnt cost much and the money went to a childrens charity, so that's good, and tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went to an antique market today. lots of nice stuff but nothing special that i really wanted to buy. thats ok. maybe next time i will find something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note my friend that had the 80's party is also going to have a halloween party. i love halloween parties. i cant wait to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some other good news is that my boyfriend is working on getting his own business. he actually has 2 ideas that are in the works. basically he can go and partner up with a friend and do one business or go on his own and get this other business. i wont say what for now since nothing is set yet but you will be informed when the time comes. he is still working on it but i am proud of him. whichever one he does i hope it works out and i will support him as much as i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than this i went to the store and brought a few things. basically i took care of some errands. i was hoping to do some clothes shopping too but got a headache and lost the mood to do it. thats ok, i'll probably do that next weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that was my day. other than that i have mostly been working, and i go out with my man or hang out with a friend when i can. i'm hoping to do that more often since i have 2 days off of work a week now. oh speaking of work, a few days ago on the 15th i hit the 6 month mark at my job. i'm happy about that and i hope it continues. work is going ok, its slow now but that's actually good for me. less annoying people to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok everyone thats it for now. i will be going now since i do have to work tonight so i need to get ready. the last thing i want to do on a cold night is work but gotta make that money. i would rather stay home under my blanket and watch tv. anyway i hope everyone has a good night. let me know how the weather is in your areas also, i'm just curious.    :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/7623809104436996370-7841086287312498433?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7841086287312498433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=7841086287312498433' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/7841086287312498433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/7841086287312498433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-things-going-on.html' title='New things going on...'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/StunFlyTG6I/AAAAAAAAAN4/jelmI7Mkjak/s72-c/sweater.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-6490149382538266351</id><published>2009-09-27T20:48:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T21:34:45.282-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I love parties!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SsAIEViDAVI/AAAAAAAAANY/X_P5y5vvxEk/s1600-h/80%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386314024927560018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SsAIEViDAVI/AAAAAAAAANY/X_P5y5vvxEk/s320/80%27s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;This weekend i went to a friends birthday party, she had an 80's based theme. what a great time it was. i havent been to a party in a long time. my boyfriend and i had so much fun. some friends werent able to make it which was sad but its ok, maybe next time. i didnt get to dress up as 80's as i wanted to but i did what i could. i did the make up, put hairspray in my hair, did what i could with some old clothes and i was good to go. you should have seen one couple that went to the party. they went all out with the clothes. now my boyfriend wants us to do a theme for our birthdays too which i think is a great idea. i wish we could have done the 80's theme since we love the 80's and our birthdays are only 2 days apart, but oh well, our friend got to it first, lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;My friend made food, had 80's music ready, liquor and beer ready to go, and she was dressed up as well. we all ate, talked, laughed, dancing to 80's music with 80's dance moves, and rocked out to a Guitar Hero video game later in the evening. i am so happy that i went. i even told my friend that she should have a halloween party. she said she might if she can. i really hope she does, i would definitely get a costume for that. i felt like a kid again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Some people had to leave the party early for work or church. the other dressed up couple and my boyfriend and i were the last ones left. they left just before we did. as we were about to leave with them my friend asked us to stay to chat. so we did but i had no idea that it would mostly be a sad conversation. she talked to us about financial troubles she was having. it wasnt good. she was hoping we could help her. in reality my boyfriend and i can help a little but it wouldnt be enough. she needs more than what we can do for her. i can only do so much with hurting myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;It sucks but she has known about this problem for a while and told me nothing before when she would have needed less money. i think she felt embarassed. we talked to her and gave her some ideas of what she could do to get some more money. she needed some time to think although she doesnt have much time. thats the bad news but good news is that she called me not long ago and told me that she was able to work something out and was able to do a payment plan of some kind. now at least she wont need so much money at once and my boyfriend and i wont have to lend her money. this is something she can handle now. although she doesnt want to, she is going to take one of our suggestions to sell some stuff and make some extra money. that should help her out more. i am happy for her that it worked out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;As for me, i dont know. i have been wanting to take care of my debt for a while now but its hard to do. there just isnt enough money for it all. i would love to consolidate everything into 1 payment and have my debt taken care of. i dont really want to do bankruptcy but i dont know where to start or what to do really. i heard different things from different people. if any of my readers know what i could do or have sme suggestions that could help me i would love that.&lt;/span&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/7623809104436996370-6490149382538266351?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6490149382538266351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=6490149382538266351' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/6490149382538266351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/6490149382538266351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-love-parties.html' title='I love parties!'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SsAIEViDAVI/AAAAAAAAANY/X_P5y5vvxEk/s72-c/80%27s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-1484988017221222186</id><published>2009-09-11T21:25:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T21:57:37.159-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Forget...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Sqr4h8NUPiI/AAAAAAAAANQ/RExe9Fy0TVI/s1600-h/911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Sqr4h8NUPiI/AAAAAAAAANQ/RExe9Fy0TVI/s320/911.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380385966828830242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;8 years today. can you believe that it has been 8 years. what a horrible day. i could not believe it when it happen. i grew up in Mahanttan so this hurt me too just like any other New Yorker still living there. Well actually this hurt many people around the world. who the hell would have thought 2 planes would go through these buildings and, well we know the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i remember exactly where i was at that time. around the same time in the morning when this happened i was driving to school. i didnt hear anything on the radio because it wasnt turned on. when i got to school i walked to the main building, which is where my class was, and stopped in the lounge where the big tv is and sofas where students would sit and chill. i saw a big crowd gathered around the tv and i wondered what they were watching. thats when i saw it. it was all over the news. i was shocked and so was everyone else around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;not long after that the school closed down for the rest of the week. i remember how as soon as the announcement came over the speaker everyone went to the garages and parking lots and busses t go home. i did it too but wasnt in as big a hurry only because of the amount of people leaving at the same time. oh man it took forever to get outta there and on the street, listening to the radio the whole way home. once i was home i turned on the tv, called my best friend and most of the rest of t day went like that. talking to my friends on the phone and watching the news.&lt;/span&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/7623809104436996370-1484988017221222186?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1484988017221222186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=1484988017221222186' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/1484988017221222186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/1484988017221222186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/8-years-today.html' title='Never Forget...'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Sqr4h8NUPiI/AAAAAAAAANQ/RExe9Fy0TVI/s72-c/911.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-3772843762254025078</id><published>2009-09-03T13:49:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T18:32:49.021-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SqAP94MwC3I/AAAAAAAAANI/oWcLXIZpuvo/s1600-h/recharging.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 201px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 165px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377315510812674930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SqAP94MwC3I/AAAAAAAAANI/oWcLXIZpuvo/s320/recharging.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am finally back. i know some of my readers have wondered where i was. i'm sorry that it has been a while since i posted anything. i have been trying to keep up to date on my readers posts when i had a little time but have just had no energy to write for myself. work has had me working like crazy lately. overtime has been thrown at me without even being asked. the co-workers that relieve my shift are always late. the co-workers that i relieve never do all their work and leave me stuck with it. i have not gotten much sleep lately either. i've had alot to do lately. my family has been bothering me for anything and everything lately and have been asking me for money since i'm working. i have friends with issues that i have been trying to help with if i can. and the past week i was sick with a cold and have just finally gotten over it, well mostly. my nose is still a little stuffy but i'm good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The past month has been crazy. i finally have 2 days off this week and the first one was yesterday. it felt so good to get some sleep and recharge. my next day off will be saturday. i cant wait. my boyfriend and i got back in touch not long ago with an old friend we lost touch with years ago. we'll all be going out for lunch that day. and another good friend of ours will be in town for a week later this month. i cant wait for that too. i dont get to go out with friends too often. when i wasnt working before i could barely go out because i didnt have the money but had all the time in the world. now that i'm working i dont have the time but have the money. but for now of course i'm happy to be working and making the money that i need. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Also its hard to work 6 nights a week. i might get 2 days off again soon but its hard to say when. the only reason i have 2 days off this week is because some new people got hired and whenever new people get hired at my job the schedules temporarily change. unfortunately new people got hired because two of my co-workers quit for different reasons and another one, who i became friends with, got fired. why exactly, i dont know, everyone shares the same idea of why. i know she feels terrible about it and doesnt really want to talk about it. we think it has alot to do with the head of front desk getting favoritism and talking shit about my friend so she can move ahead in the job. but my friend will be ok. i'll support her as much as i can. i know what its like to get fired and it sucks. some shady things have been going on at my job that i dont like so i'll be starting to look for another job. i wont be leaving this one until another one comes up though. after not having worked so long i'm not leaving my job now to possibly end up the same way. i wanna be smart about what i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On another note i'm trying to deal with school as well. its annoying when you try to contact the offices and try to get answers but no one will help you. i love being in school and want my degree but with out money i cant afford to go. i was cut off from financial aid a while back. well i am saving some good money from my job so hopefully i will have enough to pay off the old debt they say i owe them and go back to school for next semester. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well this is what has been going on with me lately. it feels good to blog again. it may seem all bad but its not really all that bad right now. theres always times of craziness in everyones life. as i said i will be going out more and doing more things soon so i will definitely be doing much better. i hope all my readers are doing well and i will be catching up on your posts in a little while. for now i will be going to get a little more rest and relaxation before going to work tonight. i will be blogging again soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-3772843762254025078?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3772843762254025078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=3772843762254025078' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/3772843762254025078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/3772843762254025078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back...'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SqAP94MwC3I/AAAAAAAAANI/oWcLXIZpuvo/s72-c/recharging.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-763096379756285959</id><published>2009-08-07T16:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T18:58:23.189-04:00</updated><title type='text'>6 things that make me happy...</title><content type='html'>I have been tagged by Ebony Haywood at &lt;a href="http://sizzlingpublications.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sizzling Publications&lt;/a&gt;. I am supposed to name 6 things that make me happy. I also tag all of my readers to do this if you would like to. Here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) relaxing with some good tv or movie at home. and, of course, some good snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) talking walks in the park or on the beach. i especially love to walk on the beach at night when the moon is out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) hanging out with my boyfriend and/or friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) having time to read/write or do some drawing and painting. sometimes i like to do crafts. creative stuff basically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) playing with my pet dog. well actually my moms dog, i dont have a pet right now. my moms dog is cute and very playful. i always have fun playing with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) driving. when theres no traffic. i like to put on the radio to a relaxing station and just drive. i dont know why really. doing this just relaxs me. i feel free and very much independent when i do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-763096379756285959?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/763096379756285959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=763096379756285959' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/763096379756285959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/763096379756285959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/6-things-that-make-me-happy.html' title='6 things that make me happy...'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-8909970727262228563</id><published>2009-08-06T16:38:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T17:41:04.885-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay, another award!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SntN509EPcI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Temh2w9I0q0/s1600-h/gem.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366969036804734402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SntN509EPcI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Temh2w9I0q0/s320/gem.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SntEkXws-MI/AAAAAAAAAMo/LMX-gWB8Xzo/s1600-h/gem.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just received this award by &lt;a href="http://mynetfinds.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kathie&lt;/a&gt; @ my net finds. She has a great blog and i would suggest you check her out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I made this award for the special bloggers who take the time to not only read my posts, but also leave comments, respond to comments, form blog friendships with and support others, answer blogger questions, etc.....the ones who are a real "gem" in the bloggy world. The bloggy world wouldn't be the same without you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you again Kathie. I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-8909970727262228563?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8909970727262228563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=8909970727262228563' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/8909970727262228563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/8909970727262228563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/yay-another-award.html' title='Yay, another award!'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SntN509EPcI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Temh2w9I0q0/s72-c/gem.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-7226686172416181287</id><published>2009-08-05T11:14:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T12:37:12.039-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I love having time off from work.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SnmjLAIKeOI/AAAAAAAAAMY/6dN_AMdFqgY/s1600-h/hp6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 148px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366499840396785890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SnmjLAIKeOI/AAAAAAAAAMY/6dN_AMdFqgY/s320/hp6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;So my wonderful readers i am finally posting again. sorry that i have not done so lately because i have been so tired and drained from work. i know you can relate. i have had to do a lot of over time the past week but what the hell, its more money. i also have noticed some new followers recently. thats great. i want to thank all my followers for following me. its feels great to know that you're reading  my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So my day off was yesterday. wasnt sure what to do but after sleeping during the day (i work the overnight shift) and relaxing in the afternoon i felt pretty good and wanted to do something. had a night out planned with my boyfriend and another couple who are friends of ours. they live a bit far and we werent in the mood to drive that far but if they could go out then thats great. turns out they werent able to make it anyway so we're gonna hang out another time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So not sure what to do i just suggested a movie. its been a while since we went to one. we wanted to do something simple and local. we saw Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince. i have to say that we thought this was a great movie. with every harry potter movie that comes out it gets better, more scary, more mature, more serious, and just as much fun to watch as always. i recommend anyone that hasnt see it yet to go see it. its amazing how far this series has gone. i cant believe this is the 6th movie and just one more is left. it will be sad to see the series end but its been great. i would say i cant wait to see the last one but i can since it will be the last one.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Anyway, we had a great time last night. after the movie we went somewhere near by and had some pizza. we love simple date nights. we just like to enjoy eachothers company, eat some good food, and overall have a good time. the only thing that would have been better would have been if we could have gone home together. we both live with friends at the moment. neither of us is making enought money yet to get a place together. soon enough. patience is important. well, that was how my night off went. its back to the rat race later tonight. not in the mood but, of course, have to. i just remind myself that i'm lucky to have a fulltime job in this economy and i feel better again. so, my wonderful readers, what do you like to do when you go out? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-7226686172416181287?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7226686172416181287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=7226686172416181287' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/7226686172416181287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/7226686172416181287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-love-having-time-off-from-work.html' title='I love having time off from work.'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SnmjLAIKeOI/AAAAAAAAAMY/6dN_AMdFqgY/s72-c/hp6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-6991786265530252233</id><published>2009-07-22T14:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T15:23:36.511-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I got another award!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SmddD29S_uI/AAAAAAAAALY/K3glozPy3Nk/s1600-h/humanity-award1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 185px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 169px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361356202281467618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SmddD29S_uI/AAAAAAAAALY/K3glozPy3Nk/s320/humanity-award1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So i just found out today that i got another award. Yay for me! :) This award was given to me by &lt;a href="http://duckydez-onceupona.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lyn Hernandez&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"The Humane Award is to honor certain bloggers that are kindhearted individuals who regularly take part in my blog and always leave comments :) This lovely award is to thank those individuals for their growing friendships through the blog world."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Thank you again Lyn Hernandez. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-6991786265530252233?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6991786265530252233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=6991786265530252233' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/6991786265530252233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/6991786265530252233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-got-another-award.html' title='I got another award!'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SmddD29S_uI/AAAAAAAAALY/K3glozPy3Nk/s72-c/humanity-award1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-56237023350041185</id><published>2009-07-16T18:03:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T19:42:12.587-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I got tagged, your turn!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359188954702158754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Sl-p9ck4G6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/P9hG_ZvCDB8/s320/blog_honest_award.jpg" /&gt;So my fellow bloggers i have been tagged by one of my followers &lt;a href="http://sizzlingpublications.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ebony Haywood&lt;/a&gt;. She tagged me with "The Honest Scrap" award and i tag all my followers with it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. “The Honest Scrap” award is not one to hold all to your self but it must be shared!&lt;br /&gt;2. First, the recipient has to tell 10 true things about themselves in their blog that no one else knows.&lt;br /&gt;3. Second, the recipient has to pass along this prestigious award to 10 more bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;4. Third, those 10 bloggers all have to be notified they have been given with this award.&lt;br /&gt;5. Those 10 bloggers that receive this award should link back to the blog that awarded them “The Honest Scrap’ award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sounds like fun. So, 10 things about myself, ok here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I like food too much sometimes. I also kinda addicted to soda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I think puppies and kittens are the cutest things ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I dont really get along with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I love to get in my car (when i had one) and drive on the empty highway in the middle of the night playing relaxing music and just driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I love spending time with my friends eating, drinking (sodas mostly, i'm not that much into alcohol but enjoy a beer or mixed every now and then), playing board games, watch tv or movies and talking about good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I want to win the lottery but always forget to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I like going to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I hate when some people i know try to take advantage of me by trying to get my to drive them places or give them money if we go out but never want to do the same for me if i need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) I cant stand being yelled at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) I'm a big kid at heart, i still love cartoons, playing games, eating candy, and all the other stuff that makes you feel good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-56237023350041185?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/56237023350041185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=56237023350041185' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/56237023350041185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/56237023350041185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-got-tagged-your-turn.html' title='I got tagged, your turn!'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Sl-p9ck4G6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/P9hG_ZvCDB8/s72-c/blog_honest_award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-6793336654280063755</id><published>2009-07-15T16:20:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T20:18:18.871-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's My 3 Month Job Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Sl5AZS7h9tI/AAAAAAAAALI/UquEbQoDHVY/s1600-h/passed-out-kitty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 265px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 197px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358791409939904210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Sl5AZS7h9tI/AAAAAAAAALI/UquEbQoDHVY/s320/passed-out-kitty.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For the past week i have been feeling a bit blah. just like the cute kitty in the picture, this is how i feel. kinda drained lately. it's a combo of different things but i'll be ok soon enough. but i just realized that i have been at my job for 3 months today. its a good feeling. my job is pretty good. there's a bar at my job and the bartenders are great. i became good friends with one of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As lucky and grateful as i feel that i have a job i also sometimes feel tired of it, and its only been 3 months. anyone else ever feel like this? i really am grateful that i have the job. when you havent worked in a year and a half of course you'll be grateful but i guess its like something my boyfriend says. he believes that i wasnt meant to work for anyone. i very much agree. i hate feeling ungrateful for the job, i really do. i guess you dont have to work long at a job to take its toll on you, especially when you work over night like i do. right now this job really is good for me. the late shift is the best one at my job, its calm, quiet, and i barely deal with people. the best part is that i never see my boss. its like its my own business and i'm in charge, which i am during my shift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As far as not working for someone, that is my dream. i want to own a small business, or a few, and not have to work for someone else. i also see how employees get treated at jobs and i dont like it. i want to be different, i would like to be a good boss, i want to provide jobs that people want to work at and would enjoy with decent pay. thats one side, on the other, like anyone else i want to have the freedom of not having to go into work everyday and lettings others take care of it. of course i would handle my own business but want trustworthy people that can take care of things if i cant or dont want to work during a certain time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How about everyone else, you ever feel like this? What are your dreams and goals? What do you want in your life that would make you happy and complete?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-6793336654280063755?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6793336654280063755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=6793336654280063755' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/6793336654280063755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/6793336654280063755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-my-3-month-job-anniversary.html' title='It&apos;s My 3 Month Job Anniversary!'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Sl5AZS7h9tI/AAAAAAAAALI/UquEbQoDHVY/s72-c/passed-out-kitty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-4996891524556160339</id><published>2009-07-04T20:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T20:46:31.171-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Sk_vdCJqI1I/AAAAAAAAAJI/hi_3s1XuEoQ/s1600-h/fireworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 177px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 167px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354761764039435090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Sk_vdCJqI1I/AAAAAAAAAJI/hi_3s1XuEoQ/s320/fireworks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Happy 4th of July to everyone. Happy Birthday America, 233 years old today. As we all know everyone is gonna be out tonight eating, drinking, hanging out with friends, and of course, shooting fireworks. I love fireworks, every since i was a kid. I guess i'm still just a big kid and there's nothing wrong with that. Anyone that says different is just wrong. There's a different between being a kid at heart (me) and just being an immature adult. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;BBQ's seem to be the most popular form of eating today. Everywhere is having one. My friends are throwing their own, my job is having one too, even some of my family is doing it also. I was planning to go up north, about 3-4 hours car trip, to stay at a friends having a (yeah, you guessed it) a bbq. He just got his first house a week ago so this is also his house warming party. And he has a pool too so its gonna be good. My boyfriend and i werent able to make it but we got invited by some other friends for dinner tonight and its nearby a major park that will be shooting fireworks after. I cant wait. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I want to thank all my followers for following my blog and to those that arent and wish everyone a great holiday today. Whatever you decide to do i hope everyone has fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-4996891524556160339?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4996891524556160339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=4996891524556160339' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/4996891524556160339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/4996891524556160339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July!'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Sk_vdCJqI1I/AAAAAAAAAJI/hi_3s1XuEoQ/s72-c/fireworks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-4641376087773375852</id><published>2009-07-01T20:51:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T20:17:22.302-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Co-workers...cant live with them, sure as hell dont wanna work with them.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SkwEvHyTjmI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ipTm8osHznk/s1600-h/coworkers2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353659264627084898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SkwEvHyTjmI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ipTm8osHznk/s320/coworkers2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;You know i really try to do my best at work and any job i have done but there is always something that happens. I'm sure anyone can relate. Especially when coworkers just dont care about doing the job right and it causes you problems. So yesterday at work i got called in the office by my manager and by the owner of the business. I figured this isnt good. I get lectured about not doing something right. 2 days ago one of the housekeepers called early in the morning (i was just about to get off work) and told me she was in the hospital and wouldnt be going in that day. Shes ok but wasnt feeling well and wanted to get checked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i take the message. My coworkers and i have this log sheet where we write down what going on or messages the need to be passed down. Normally we write down whatever we need to and then before our relief comes in we reprint a new one with the new messages in there. Since i got the call at the last minute i couldnt reprint a new one, i had already logged out of the system. But i wrote the message down on a post it note and on the log sheet, i told my coworker about the situation and to tell her relief about it when they came in and to tell the manager also when she comes in a few hours later, and i even told her to reprint a new log sheet with the message. I even sent an email about it to the manager myself. The reason for emails is because we are required to send an email to the manager at the end of every shift to see if anything is going on. I try to cover my ass a much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it turns out that her relief ended up having to do front desk duties plus housekeeping because no one knew of the situation. My relief had never reprinted a new log sheet she ended up throwing it away, she threw away the note too and didnt tell the manager or her relief. The manager didnt know only because she didnt feel like checking her email like she is supposed to when she came in. So because this one coworker didnt do something so simple i got lectured by the manager and the business owner because i was the one that got the phone call. This is not the first time she hasnt done her job. This particular coworker wont print other forms or envelopes that we need, she wont answer emails or take messages or calls. She admitted to us that she wont do it. I am finding this out from my other coworkers that feel the same about her. We are all irritated by her laziness. Seriously, wtf is that, we all have our job to do and she needs to do it like the rest of us. Its not a hard job but there are a lot of little things that need to be done. She has admitted that she dont care about the job, she is just there to have something to do and to have a little extra money in her pocket. Whatever. Well as far as i am concerned i no longer trust her and will just do whast i need to do to cover my ass. I am not risking a new job for nothing after having not worked for so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-4641376087773375852?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4641376087773375852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=4641376087773375852' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/4641376087773375852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/4641376087773375852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/co-workerscant-live-with-them-sure-as.html' title='Co-workers...cant live with them, sure as hell dont wanna work with them.'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SkwEvHyTjmI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ipTm8osHznk/s72-c/coworkers2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-1639781929804483798</id><published>2009-06-28T20:33:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T18:00:41.017-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Good Die Young"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SkgMYaCzFYI/AAAAAAAAAIw/H7CdiIFvKfQ/s1600-h/mj3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 165px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 152px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352541770577286530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SkgMYaCzFYI/AAAAAAAAAIw/H7CdiIFvKfQ/s320/mj3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;That old saying is so true in many cases. What a sad day when Michael Jackson, the "King of Pop", a legend, an icon, worldwide superstar, whatever you liked to call him, passed away. By the reaction all around the world we all know how much Michael was loved. This is a good moment for this post, i am actually watching 'The Jacksons' movie on tv right now. Michael was a great man that did a lot for many people around the world and has been through a lot himself. His music was an inspiration to me and many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;There are some mixed feelings about Michael too. We know that many loved him and will miss him and i'm sure that there are those people that believe all of the allegations he had against him and are happy or dont care that he is gone. One of my co-workers said to me "are they still on Michael Jackson, whaetver, everyone just needs to get the fuck over it. Who cares, we all die someday anyway." I guess this is how her friends and family should feel when she dies. It may be true that we all die someday but damn how about a little respect for the people around you. Whether you liked Michael or not is your opinion, of course, but just have respect. Michael had friends and family just like the rest of us. I'm a big fan of Michael and so were the other people hanging around that heard her. I work in a hotel so the people that were near her in the lobby actually gave her dirty looks and got up and left. If some other famous person died that i hated but others are fans i would keep my mouth shut just out of respect for the people that can hear me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is kinda scary how all the celebrities died recently. Just today i heard the Billy Mayes died also. He's the guy that created the Oxi-clean products. My dog that i loved so much died back in 07 and i still miss her. I raised her her parents from puppies and then when she came out i helped raised her from birth. She was 15 when she passed and i was heartbroken over it. I had a friend that died back in 99 and i miss him too. He died in a car accident. Death for many is sad regardless. Some people will think that its a good thing because maybe the person was suffering or that being alive is hell and death is better than living. Either way i just think that its sad that when someone dies you wont see them again. Part of the fear of death is not knowing where we go after. There are religions that say this or that, theories, evidence (if you think its true) that shows ghosts and spirits, people that say nothing happens you just die and thats it. Death can be sad or happy depending on what you believe, but one thing i think we can all agree on is that death is one of the most mysterious things in this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-1639781929804483798?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1639781929804483798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=1639781929804483798' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/1639781929804483798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/1639781929804483798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/good-die-young.html' title='&quot;The Good Die Young&quot;'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SkgMYaCzFYI/AAAAAAAAAIw/H7CdiIFvKfQ/s72-c/mj3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-6541312032523892198</id><published>2009-06-11T18:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T19:37:20.159-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good ole days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SjGAOXe10iI/AAAAAAAAAIo/wot9pb33EFo/s1600-h/friends2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 208px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346195216975385122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SjGAOXe10iI/AAAAAAAAAIo/wot9pb33EFo/s320/friends2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Any of you ever think back about your high school days. Sometimes i do and sometimes i dont. Other times i think about it too much. I went out to dinner with an old friend of mine recently. We got back in touch some months ago after finding eachother online. We have hung out several times since finding eachother again and we have caught up on so many memories. I dont know about anyone else but many times i have wished i could go back to high school and start over again from there. There are so many things i tried to do since then or tried to achieve and it just didnt happen no matter how hard i worked for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont know, maybe even if i could go back who's to say that things wouldnt have turned out the same, better, or worse. I have thought to myself maybe i should have done this or that and maybe i would be more successful now. I have learned that success is defined by you and no one else. If you are one of those people that like having a 9-5 type of job then that is success for  you. If you are one of those people that have to have a big career like being a doctor or lawyer then that is success for you. Its kind of like that old saying about beauty, its in the eye of the beholder.  For me success is more about being able to make money to live while still having the freedom to enjoy my life. Thats why i want to own my own business. I used to work in a ice cream dessert place and i loved it. I actually would like to have a business like that for myself. I'm more into the smaller retail type of business, not the big complicated corporate thing. I know business can keep you busy but thats ok. I would do it so i wouldnt have to work for someone else, but at the same time its not bad having a business to work at a little. That way you wont get too bored having nothing to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Basically on the part of not having done as much with my life as i wanted to do, its ok. I know what i want and even if it takes me longer i will achieve those goals. I have friends now that have the typical ingredients of what society says is successful; family, house, new cars, careers, etc. If you really think about that is not necessarily the success that people think it is. I read in a book years ago that there is no point in being jealous over what others have because wanting what they have means taking all the problems that come with it too. That is very true. My friends are not as successful as people think they may be, there is always more to the story. Some of them are doing well for themselves and that great, while others arent doing so good. One of my oldest friends is a real estate lawyer but has no work because of the current market. Others always complain about how they had their kids too early or are going through divorce now. Another friend of mine lost their house  and another one cant afford their car anymore. I am just basically saying that people dont need to define themselves by what others deem successful. Yet unfortunately some people just had bad luck and unpredicatable circumstances that couldnt be helped. I am not trying to talk down about my friends but just making a point on how life can be and how it isnt what it seems. The grass is not always greener. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All in all, of my group of friends i am not the only one that wishes to go back to high school. It actually made me feel better about how i was thinking because for a time i thought i was the only one. Its awlays fun to go back and talk about good times and memories and stuff but dont dwell on them forever. People should move foward and work on achieving what they want and make their own goals. Dont forget the past though, it may be gone but its still a part of you and who you are. "Don't let your past dicate who you are but let it be part of who you will become."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-6541312032523892198?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6541312032523892198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=6541312032523892198' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/6541312032523892198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/6541312032523892198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/good-ole-days.html' title='Good ole days...'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SjGAOXe10iI/AAAAAAAAAIo/wot9pb33EFo/s72-c/friends2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-1401982644241013461</id><published>2009-06-02T01:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T09:37:22.596-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate Taking The Bus!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Anyone that has ever taken the bus might know what i am talking about. I am not talking about having to wait for the bus or not being able to find a seat or getting squished inbetween strangers. I am talking about the weird people that take the bus. To be more specific, i am talking about those weird people that just have to talk to you when you dont want to be bothered. I get this alot, especially from old guys. I dont know why, its weird. When i get on the bus i like to just sit by myself and listen to my radio and not be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last night i noticed this one guy get on and sit somewhere in the back. Then at the next stop a bunch of people get off and this same guy gets up and sits in the seat in front of me. Then he turns back in his seat to start talking to me. Let me tell you, this guy is not pleasant to talk to or to look at. He was older, 49, and looked terrible for his age. He was fat, ugly, bald, greasy, bad skin, and smelled. First of all, i am sleeping (not really but i pretend to so no one bothers me) and this guy purposely wakes me up. What the hell is that, seriously, that is very rude. The the guy starts talking to me. He asks the basic questions like whats my name and how i am and stuff like that. Of course i dont tell this guy my real name. He then starts asking me about what kind of music i like. After that he was getting persistant about using my cellphone earpiece so he can hear what i was listening to. Ew, that is nasty, either way i dont know this guy. Why the hell would i let him use something of mine that i put in my ear everyday. I refused to let him use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he starts asking me all sorts of other questions. Like my age, if i'm married, do i have kids, where do i live, where do i work. This guy is just getting too damn personal now. Is he trying to be my friend? Is he trying to hook up with me? What the hell. On the age question, i told him how old i was and he gives me a weird look and tells me "thats starnge." I ask him why and he tells me "well because you're ** and you dont have kids yet?" I hate when people act like if a women doesnt have kids by 21 or something like that then they are old maids. I tell him that its not weird, i dont want kids yet. Then, in what looks like some weird attempt to impress me or something he says, "well its no big deal, i'm 49, got divorced last year after 30 years of marriage, and still dont have any kids." Ok, and i am the weird one? Whatever. I dont care if someone never wants kids, its your life, but dont tell me that i am weird for not having them. I'm being smart by not having kids that i cannot afford to take care of or give them the life they should have just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy actually asked me if loved my boyfriend and if he loved me, and other stupid nosy questions. Ok, this guy is just too much. Thankfully i was on my way to work and i work close to home so the bus right wasnt long. Also, thankfully, i am able to save most of my money and my first goal is to get a car again. I cant wait but have to be patient. It will come soon enough. Once that car comes i wont have to deal with these creepy bus people again. Most people on buses are just trying to get somewhere but there are always those few that just have to bother you. Well i doubt i will see him again but i was really disgusted by this guy. I am a very nice person but i will not go through that crap a second time. If i see him again and he tries to do the same thing i will tell him to leave me alone and move to another seat if i have to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-1401982644241013461?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1401982644241013461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=1401982644241013461' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/1401982644241013461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/1401982644241013461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-hate-taking-bus.html' title='I Hate Taking The Bus!'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-7453015440002146738</id><published>2009-05-27T15:12:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T18:05:40.732-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Working Woes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Sh8Kns7j4fI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/31czWxU9qoY/s1600-h/boss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 208px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 191px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340999360276849138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Sh8Kns7j4fI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/31czWxU9qoY/s320/boss.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Sh2YcAan55I/AAAAAAAAAH4/8nN9D21WnhU/s1600-h/friends2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 12px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 8px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340592340046702482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Sh2YcAan55I/AAAAAAAAAH4/8nN9D21WnhU/s320/friends2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well i have been away for a little while. I have a cherry coke on my desk that i am enjoying so now it's time to type. Just like some of you out there work has me very busy. You know, it's amazing how when you don't have a job then you want one or need one. Then when you finally get one, not long after, you just don't want to even go in anymore. Well for most people a job is nothing more than that, a job to make money, not something that you love to do. My new job is going good but recently i started thinking about some of my past jobs. Here are some stories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I work in an office type environment. I like office work and am good at it but it's not really my passion. I like working with food more. Right now doing what i need to do. I used to work in a chocolate/ice cream dessert place and that job was my favorite of all the ones i had. Unfortunately, i had to leave that job when things got bad. The manager was a total idiot. At first she was ok and seemed to be doing her job right. Afterwards things changed, well they really changed the most after i had quit. Why did i quit? Because of the manager and her friend the assistant manager. What happened was that the assistant manager did something that was not appropriate to me and i confronted her about it. She wouldn't even apologize and out of spite she would make me clean the bathrooms and then even after cleaning them she wrote up written warnings on me. The manager wouldn't do anything either, even after i talked to her. Well the assistant manager got fired after i reported her and some time after i quit the job (because of the crap the manager put me through out of revenge) the manager got fired for doing a bad job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another job i had last year was a nightmare. The worse job i ever had. These bosses treated me like a slave. I was a store assistant for a store that sold beauty and spa products. I had the experience and thought the job would be great. I couldn't have been more wrong. Those people that owned the store were insame or paranoid or who knows what. The wanted 1 person to do all the work of the store but there was so much to do that it would take at least 2-3 or even 4 people to complete in one day. I just couldn't keep up with everything no matter how hard i tried. They would want to do different jobs at once and would get pissed off if i couldnt finish it. I wasn't fast enough for them. When i did data entry it took me a while to finish because i had some slow equipment. They didn't care, they just wanted the work done no matter what the cost. They even made fun of me and embarassed me in front of some customers. Speaking of customers, when people called to find out information about the store they would not at all allow me to give them the address or anything like that unless they were going to come in and buy something that day. They told me to tell people the website only. They never wanted anyone to go to the store unless they called ahead made an appointment or just happen to walk by. I would go home everyday exhausted from so much work. They fired me after 3 weeks. I was actually happen. Any would be in this case. Ever since then i see a new hiring ad from them. Well until i stopped looking online for a job when i got mine. Every few months or less they put out a new ad. They couldn't even keep anyone that long or would just always fire people for not living up to their standards. I even saw new people at the desk in there all the time. A friend of mine used to live near there and we loved this little pizza place that was in the same place. I would see someone new every other month. They shouldn't even be allowed to work with people. It's sad that people have to go through stuff like this when working for others. So, what are some of your work horror stories?&lt;/span&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/7623809104436996370-7453015440002146738?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7453015440002146738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=7453015440002146738' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/7453015440002146738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/7453015440002146738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/working-woes.html' title='Working Woes'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Sh8Kns7j4fI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/31czWxU9qoY/s72-c/boss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-8250663185930907059</id><published>2009-05-19T12:39:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T17:33:58.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Got bad mood?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/ShMH-38kHEI/AAAAAAAAAHw/u15rJ-Eg13s/s1600-h/Bad_Mood.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 196px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 167px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337618760115428418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/ShMH-38kHEI/AAAAAAAAAHw/u15rJ-Eg13s/s320/Bad_Mood.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well here we are again and another rant about work. It all started on the way to work last night. First off, it was raining, a thunder storm actually. I couldnt get a ride so as usual i had to take the bus. At first everythings ok and i didnt get very wet but when i got on the second bus the driver instead of waiting until i am completely inside the door he slams it shut and my umbrella got caught and broke. It was useless and had to be thrown away. He gave me a lame ass pathetic "oh, sorry," and what looked to be teenagers high off their asses couldnt stop laughing. I called him a few choice words under my breathe and then sat down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Then when i get off the bus the bus driver could have driven up a little further so the people and me wouldnt get their feet wet but he wouldnt, even after i asked him if he would. So having to get to work soon i got off and my shoes got a little wet but nothing big, at least until i crossed the street. Much of the area was flooded. I checked and looked and there was just no way i could get into work without getting more wet so i just had to go for it. I tried jumping through the water to get to the door faster. Of course i got wet regardless. I hate getting my shoes, pants, and feet wet. So with wet feet, pants, and shoes i go inside to clock in. I'm sure everyone around me could sense my bad mood but people still talked to me. People keep bothering me, and asking me questions, and distrubing my work, and despite how nice they were or not i really had to resist the urge to tell them off, but of course bosses look down on that and will likely fire me. I am so glad that i have a lot of patience. I know its not a good thing to do and i am very good at separating personal from business but last night was just too much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thankfully there is a laundry room in my building so i put my socks and shoes in there to dry. Not feeling great at having to work barefoot for about an hour but the time passed quickly. I was so happy when my socks and shoes dried, i started to feel better. As the night went on things calmed down and got quiet and i was able to get some thing to eat and get work down. Then when i get home i went right to bed. I was tired and sleepy from working all night and needed some rest to get over the bad mood completely. After i got some sleep i felt much better, the mood was gone and it was another day. We all have those days where we've just had enough. But just remember to do your best to let it out at the proper place and time. In my case, no need to blow up at some idiot at work and get fired over it. After all the work and time it took me to get a job, hell no i'm not losing it over something stupid. &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/7623809104436996370-8250663185930907059?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8250663185930907059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=8250663185930907059' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/8250663185930907059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/8250663185930907059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/got-bad-mood.html' title='Got bad mood?'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/ShMH-38kHEI/AAAAAAAAAHw/u15rJ-Eg13s/s72-c/Bad_Mood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-1916671285090343460</id><published>2009-05-18T00:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T03:56:41.089-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Co-workers at it again.</title><content type='html'>Ok, so i'm working now but should actually be home. I was supposed to just work a 5-11pm shift today but my relief never showed up. Yeah thats right, no one came. At first i think that the person is just a little late, thats normal here. I call the guy and nothing. After asking around i find out from another co-worker that he just quit yesterday. I mean WTF! Didnt he consider that no one might be able to do this shift. I heard that he got another job but damn, at least finish up the shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing i can do about that but considering that his shift was late and the manager was not around i wonder if she even knows or not. I know he was kinda fed up with the job so maybe he didnt even call the manager. I know he quit during the middle of his shift and got another co-worker to come in so maybe he didnt care enough to let the manager know. People do crazy things when it comes to work. I called all my other co-workers. No one can do it. They all work mostly the day shift and need to sleep. The one person with the day off that would do it cant because he's out of town. The person relieving the next shift might have come in early but i think she sleeping too because i get no answer from her. Hell, i even called the manager and no luck there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm stuck working an extra shift. With both shifts together thats more than 13 hours. I dont know what happened but i'm definitely going to find out tomorrow. At least i have internet and can entertain myself so i dont fall asleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-1916671285090343460?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1916671285090343460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=1916671285090343460' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/1916671285090343460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/1916671285090343460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/co-workers-at-it-again.html' title='Co-workers at it again.'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-6431530880711236295</id><published>2009-05-17T11:35:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T13:40:47.157-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't get it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/ShAwza1YewI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ktcEN7kU5ws/s1600-h/coworkers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 209px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 175px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336819218368723714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/ShAwza1YewI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ktcEN7kU5ws/s320/coworkers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The other day while at work i was waiting for one of my co-workers to come in and take over. I couldnt wait to get home, i was very tired. After she came in we talked for a minute and she had mentioned that one of the guests offered her a job. It would just be a summer position but it would be a exclusive position in an exclusive place up north.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First i didnt understand how the hell she managed that. First off she is rude to clients, never smiles, is impatient, and has complaints against her. All my other co-workers are great and have good attitudes and they agree that they dont like to work around her. I'll admit that she knows her job and does it well but what i dont understand is how she was offered this job. Somehow she must have been lucky enough to be nice one time to the right person. I myself have not seen her smile at anyone. He even wrote her a letter of recommendation that she showed me. I dont know how the hell she got that offer. She told me she is not sure if she should take it or not. I told her to think about it, weigh her options, and if the offer is worth it then go for it. I dont encourage people to leave opportunities just because of how i feel, thats a separate issue. Yeah i'll admit that i'm a bit pissed off about it. I am so nice to people and help them out even if its not part of my job but yet she gets offered a great summer position for not really caring about her job. Life is a bitch sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just dont know why certain people get things that they dont really deserve while others deserve it more. The world seems to work that way. Well i dont know what her decision will be but it just makes me wonder whats the point of being so nice to people sometimes if it gets you no where. It seems that maybe being a bitch will get me more in life then just being myself. But then again i just dont like to be a bitch for no reason. Some people can but its just not me. Besides if i acted the way that my co-worker does i might end up getting fired while she still has her job. Thats another thing too, how the hell do some people get away with keeping their jobs while acting like this, while others do their best and end up fired. There are quite a few customer story situation my friends have told me about that would be perfect examples of this. Life can be great and yet so screwed up at other times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-6431530880711236295?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6431530880711236295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=6431530880711236295' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/6431530880711236295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/6431530880711236295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dont-get-it.html' title='I don&apos;t get it...'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/ShAwza1YewI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ktcEN7kU5ws/s72-c/coworkers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-6138123583030983134</id><published>2009-05-13T19:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T05:07:59.528-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Job Hunting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Sgtd8vlxvOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/1OEbZl8rtME/s1600-h/friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335461481698933986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Sgtd8vlxvOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/1OEbZl8rtME/s320/friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So i went out with some friends last night for dinner. I used those KFC free meal meal coupons. What a rip off. Turns out that the huge demand for the free meals that now when you go to a KFC and turn in a coupon they just have you sign something and send you a coupon in the mail later on as a rain check. That sucked but anyway, as my friends an i were talking all kinds of subjects came up, including job hunting. One of them isnt working and she was telling us what it was that she did to find a job. Well unlike many people today she wasnt doing enough to find herself a job that she says she really needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other friend and i gave her some advice on what else she can do to job search. I hope she takes the advice and she should find something soon enough. Like many other people out there i did just about everything i could think of to get a job. I looked online, in papers, networked, applied to places in person, asked friends, went to hiring events, etc. I'm pretty sure i did more stuff but cant remember everything right now. Its hard out there right now. All i can say is try as many different methods as you can to find a job. Like me, you just might get one when least expected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-6138123583030983134?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6138123583030983134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=6138123583030983134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/6138123583030983134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/6138123583030983134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/job-hunting.html' title='Job Hunting...'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/Sgtd8vlxvOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/1OEbZl8rtME/s72-c/friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-2414432880057839956</id><published>2009-05-12T17:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T18:56:10.987-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Craziness at work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SgnpOmHPczI/AAAAAAAAAHY/o7JteUVSBts/s1600-h/123_sleeping_businessman_who_has_decided_to_take_a_snooze_or_nap_under_his_desk_at_work.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 201px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335051670555423538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SgnpOmHPczI/AAAAAAAAAHY/o7JteUVSBts/s320/123_sleeping_businessman_who_has_decided_to_take_a_snooze_or_nap_under_his_desk_at_work.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have you ever thought of how stupid people at work can be. I went to work yesterday finding out that one of the guests there had to be thrown out. I wasnt sure why so i inquired about it and found out that this dumbass has did something just nasty. He guy did what you normally are supposed to do in the bathroom but on the floor of that bathroom and hallway.  First of all you have to wonder what is going on in this guys head to do something like that. Not to mention he was also caught but 2 staff members and even denied it right to their face. He was forced to clean up his mess and then kicked out. Who the hell does something like that. This guy actually works in a restaurant/bar a block away from us. One of his co-workers spoke to me trying to find out where he is. He didnt show up for his shift but i called his job and let them know what happened. I'm sorry if he loses his job (which i doubt i'll ever find out) but i would not ever eat somewhere where this guy works at. I hope i find out what happened but we'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-2414432880057839956?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2414432880057839956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=2414432880057839956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/2414432880057839956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/2414432880057839956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/craziness-at-work.html' title='Craziness at work'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SgnpOmHPczI/AAAAAAAAAHY/o7JteUVSBts/s72-c/123_sleeping_businessman_who_has_decided_to_take_a_snooze_or_nap_under_his_desk_at_work.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-696913207877263095</id><published>2009-05-10T13:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T14:36:08.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not sure how to feel...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SgcVzR1sjNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/XZ8ph1sW5yQ/s1600-h/Sadness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 257px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 236px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334256254349774034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SgcVzR1sjNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/XZ8ph1sW5yQ/s320/Sadness.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I spoke to an old friend of my today. It has been years since we talked or have even seen eachother. I was happy to speak to her. We were teenagers we when last saw eachother. I heard from her because my mom went to visit her family. I would have gone but i have to work later today so i couldnt make it. The last time that i saw my friend i had already started college and she was going to start the next semester. Her parents were going to take her upstate and get her her own apartment and pay for school. She didnt have to worry about anything when it comes to school. Yeah i know i sound a little jealous. At the time i was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, i speak to her and find out that she is now a real estate lawyer, married, and her husband is a project manager. I mean, as one of my oldest dearest friends i am happy for her and also felt kinda sad and depressed when she told me. I even cryed for a moment. It was like one moment we are just teenagers having fun teh suddenly we're grown up adults with lives and husbands (not yet for me) and stuff. I also know her family. They pride themselves on being successful as far as college, money, marriage, and having kids. I dont have any of those and i feel like when i see them again soon, for the first time in years-we had lost touch along time ago, will they talk shit because i am not at their level. That is actually the reason they didnt keep in touch with us that much, my family and i werent as well off as we used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kind of afraid of being judged by them because of my life now. I mean i am in college but have to take a little time off right now to make money, which is why i am working 2 jobs, to pay for school again. Financial aid has cut me off so i am on my own. I lost my car due to a hit and run in the middle of the night. It was around 330am and some guy smashed my car and left. Insurance couldnt cover it so i got screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i shouldnt let them bother me. I do miss my friend, she has always been a good friend, but i dont really hang out with her family that much. I found out from my mom that most of them arent living that great, they have gained a lot of weight and arent living the best life like they used to so i dont have anything to be jealous of or worry about. I guess shes right but i still cant help to feel the way i do. I'm sure others have felt the same at some point. I mean my friend might have her degree and be a lawyer now but she also told me that she isnt really working now because the market is slow. So i guess we are all in the same boat but just in different ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what i want and i will get that degree, a house, my own business, and all the other things that i want, even if it takes time. Having all that stuff sooner doesnt necessarily make you successful, just like beauty its in the eye of the beholder. But as i was saying before i still feel a little nervous about seeing them all again but at the same time and excited because i want to see my friend again. Hmm, i dont know how to feel. I guess when the time comes i'll find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mothers Day to everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-696913207877263095?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/696913207877263095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=696913207877263095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/696913207877263095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/696913207877263095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-sure-how-to-feel.html' title='Not sure how to feel...'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SgcVzR1sjNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/XZ8ph1sW5yQ/s72-c/Sadness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-6093689190279430478</id><published>2009-05-07T19:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T20:55:42.729-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Criticizing Boss</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333238260468089746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SgN38PG5A5I/AAAAAAAAAGI/sXhJXZ5fOWo/s320/bosses-office-humor.jpg" /&gt;As the cartoon says i will be talking about bosses here. I'm sure many people would agree that when you work your boss, sooner or later, is always right on your ass about whatever you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my jobs is a small part time concessions gig. i have been doing it for about 7 months now. I have always done great work. Not perfect, we all make little mistakes, but damn near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently go over a cold so i was fine by the time i had to work. Everything is going fine but my co-worker gives me a message from the boss about how much of what to use. So i follow it and not long later he actually tells me "not to criticize you but if i told you to use this many ---- then why did you use so many ----." I was feeling fine but still kinda tired from my cold so i wasnt at my usual best but i was also following his instructions from my co-worker. If course it seems like this boss is one of those people that cant be wrong. I usually go with my instincts about how much inventory to use and i am usually head on but just didnt think at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who does he think he is kidding, "not to criticize...," yeah right. Any little thing and he starts treating you differently. The new co-worker, his friend-i hate nepotisim, is getting more praise for barely doing much work. The boss is talking to him about opportunities that he used to offer to me. Whatever, its not like that job is forever anyway. Its just something to make a little extra money aside from my day job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are only 3 of us working there but the other 2 were fired recently. The girl i worked with, we became friends, was just ignored by the boss. She tried calling him and emailing him but he just ignored her. He wouldnt even call her back just to tell her not to come back. I hate not working with her but he is a coward. At least, he could have told her. Then the other co-worker was fired over a lie. He came in tired to work not long ago and the boss told me that he was drunk. He was not drunk at all. Others working with us said that same, no one believed he was drunk. The boss also brought in a new girl to start training. Why would he need someone new if there were enough employees. It was obivious he just wanted an excuse to get rid of him. I hate bosses like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you work for someone else there are always problems and anything can happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-6093689190279430478?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6093689190279430478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=6093689190279430478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/6093689190279430478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/6093689190279430478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/criticizing-boss.html' title='Criticizing Boss'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SgN38PG5A5I/AAAAAAAAAGI/sXhJXZ5fOWo/s72-c/bosses-office-humor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7623809104436996370.post-6151003060599716501</id><published>2009-05-01T19:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T20:32:28.314-04:00</updated><title type='text'>1st pay day has arrived!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SfuJwqYsluI/AAAAAAAAACQ/stc_BvJSYJQ/s1600-h/JIUDCASM5316CARY5OJECA8B4TM6CAGTESJNCA1JV5OVCAFCZ950CAGNK8P5CAEQD1DQCA4PAOTUCAXRH6Z6CAPJ2AODCA6E6UXRCANCV28KCA39J1K1CAL2MMF0CA198IWGCAW7279HCAH3LOF4CA29S5X5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 182px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331006053027714786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SfuJwqYsluI/AAAAAAAAACQ/stc_BvJSYJQ/s320/JIUDCASM5316CARY5OJECA8B4TM6CAGTESJNCA1JV5OVCAFCZ950CAGNK8P5CAEQD1DQCA4PAOTUCAXRH6Z6CAPJ2AODCA6E6UXRCANCV28KCA39J1K1CAL2MMF0CA198IWGCAW7279HCAH3LOF4CA29S5X5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello fellow bloggers. This is my first blog and i'm happy to do it. I know that many people are suffering in this economy. I  was recently unemployed too. I just started a new job last week and it is going good. I finally get my first pay check today in about a year and a half. Yeah it has been that long since i worked and the job search was hell during that time. I did everything from searching online, to checking newspaper, networking, asking friends, apply in person, and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically you have to keep going and keep trying. The job i have i almost didnt get it because i wasnt even planning on going in to interview. I saw the ad online and it said to stop by during some particular days to apply in person. There were only 2 days that they were interviewing and i didnt go the first day because something came up and i was busy. The second day i was thinking of not going simply because i wasnt in the mood to go out. I was feeling lazy and depressed. But somehow i decided to get off my ass and just stop by. I thought to myself "why not, you never know." So i went, although not feeling too confident about getting the job. I guess the not getting as many interviews and a lot of rejection over the past year can wear you down. But after going there and interviewing with the manager for a little while she, at some point, told me to wait and that she would be right back. So i wait and wait. After a while i was going to tell one of the staff members to tell the manager i had to leave. I got tired of waiting but just as i was thinking about doing it the manager comes back out and tells me to go back the next day and start training. I couldnt believe it. I thanked her and left to go go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy i started calling people to tell them. It goes to show that if you keep trying it will happen for you. We all have situation where we get depressed or have things that have stopped us from getting jobs or other things we want. The important thing is to keep trying and doing your best and it will happen. If you dont try then nothing happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7623809104436996370-6151003060599716501?l=magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6151003060599716501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7623809104436996370&amp;postID=6151003060599716501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/6151003060599716501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7623809104436996370/posts/default/6151003060599716501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccitycollegegirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/1st-pay-day-has-arrived.html' title='1st pay day has arrived!'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00606802403486080087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8I0okukO0/TW_I2RygbII/AAAAAAAAAtg/sqB0Lv1xRsw/s220/50336_289057271693_3135_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qh9HLXP-X_c/SfuJwqYsluI/AAAAAAAAACQ/stc_BvJSYJQ/s72-c/JIUDCASM5316CARY5OJECA8B4TM6CAGTESJNCA1JV5OVCAFCZ950CAGNK8P5CAEQD1DQCA4PAOTUCAXRH6Z6CAPJ2AODCA6E6UXRCANCV28KCA39J1K1CAL2MMF0CA198IWGCAW7279HCAH3LOF4CA29S5X5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
