<?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-12208471</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:48:49.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jendayijames.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12208471/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jendayijames.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00451317517949742617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12208471.post-112259975553856355</id><published>2005-07-28T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T18:15:55.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psycho</title><content type='html'>So I've been officially called a psycho by this loser I know.  I honestly had no clue that being nice was considered psychotic.  No clue.  But whatever,  I guess that is what I get for being nice and feeling sorry for people.  I get called names.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12208471-112259975553856355?l=jendayijames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jendayijames.blogspot.com/feeds/112259975553856355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12208471&amp;postID=112259975553856355' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12208471/posts/default/112259975553856355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12208471/posts/default/112259975553856355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jendayijames.blogspot.com/2005/07/psycho.html' title='Psycho'/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00451317517949742617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12208471.post-112119418953985604</id><published>2005-07-12T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T11:49:49.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm MOVING!</title><content type='html'>I'm moving into my new apartment on friday.  I'm getting a one bedroom for the second time.  I lived with a friend of my for the spring semester, now i'm moving out.  I can't wait to have that feeling back, the feeling of having my own apartment again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12208471-112119418953985604?l=jendayijames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jendayijames.blogspot.com/feeds/112119418953985604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12208471&amp;postID=112119418953985604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12208471/posts/default/112119418953985604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12208471/posts/default/112119418953985604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jendayijames.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-moving.html' title='I&apos;m MOVING!'/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00451317517949742617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12208471.post-112066468740539795</id><published>2005-07-06T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T08:44:47.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I could meet anyone in the world right now, it would be Angelina Jolie and of course Johnny Depp.  She has got to be one of the coolest people I've never met.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12208471-112066468740539795?l=jendayijames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jendayijames.blogspot.com/feeds/112066468740539795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12208471&amp;postID=112066468740539795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12208471/posts/default/112066468740539795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12208471/posts/default/112066468740539795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jendayijames.blogspot.com/2005/07/if-i-could-meet-anyone-in-world-right.html' title=''/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00451317517949742617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12208471.post-112051255078174604</id><published>2005-07-04T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T14:29:10.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>I'm really curious, why do some people have a hard time finding boyfriends or girlfriends (like me) and others don't.  I've been single my whole life.  I have never had that good of luck.  I just went out on my first date in over a year on friday.  A year!  Am I doing something wrong?  I tell people that and they're like wow, are you serious?  I thought that was normal.  Obviously it's not if i'm getting those kinds of reactions out of people.  I don't get asked out.  EVER.  I don't feel sorry for myself, i'm just wondering why that is and when it comes to other people, it's no problem.  I don't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12208471-112051255078174604?l=jendayijames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jendayijames.blogspot.com/feeds/112051255078174604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12208471&amp;postID=112051255078174604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12208471/posts/default/112051255078174604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12208471/posts/default/112051255078174604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jendayijames.blogspot.com/2005/07/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00451317517949742617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12208471.post-111637964870101042</id><published>2005-05-17T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T18:27:28.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>alabama</title><content type='html'>I went to alabama for a week last week to go see my grandma.  It was cool, i guess.  I got to see my grandma.  She bought me the new dmb c.d.  I also went to Mississippi so she could go gambling.  I only gambled five bucks away.  I've come to realize gambling isn't my thing.  Overall, it was a decent week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did pretty well this semester.  I got two b's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12208471-111637964870101042?l=jendayijames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jendayijames.blogspot.com/feeds/111637964870101042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12208471&amp;postID=111637964870101042' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12208471/posts/default/111637964870101042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12208471/posts/default/111637964870101042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jendayijames.blogspot.com/2005/05/alabama.html' title='alabama'/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00451317517949742617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12208471.post-111526186068965353</id><published>2005-05-04T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T19:57:40.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a final tomorrow.  If i don't make a high a or b then i'll probably get a C in the class which wil be bad because my g.p.a will slip even further.  Sucks.  So, i wish myself good luck tomorrow and i'm going to think positive and study more when i get off the computer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started running again.  I felt that i was out of shape bad and that i needed to do something about it.  So I am.  I started on Monday and it feels great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12208471-111526186068965353?l=jendayijames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jendayijames.blogspot.com/feeds/111526186068965353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12208471&amp;postID=111526186068965353' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12208471/posts/default/111526186068965353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12208471/posts/default/111526186068965353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jendayijames.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-have-final-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00451317517949742617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12208471.post-111500527181782596</id><published>2005-05-01T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T20:41:11.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I bought the book called "He just not that into you."  What an amazing book.  It has basically answered all the questions as to why I am/was having problems with the asshole, he just was not that into me.  Seriously. So, there i have it.  When I came to that revalation, i was really sad, but it's the truth and the truth really hurts sometimes.  I know I'm going to find someone a 100 times better than him.  And I can't wait when that happens so that i can rub it in his face.  I'm just so bitter about this whole situation that I got myself into, but no deserves to be treated like crap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went to Schliterbahn (water park) today for the first time.  It was so much fun.  I was scared at first, but at the end of it, i was like this is cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School ends for me a week from tomorrow.  yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12208471-111500527181782596?l=jendayijames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jendayijames.blogspot.com/feeds/111500527181782596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12208471&amp;postID=111500527181782596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12208471/posts/default/111500527181782596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12208471/posts/default/111500527181782596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jendayijames.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-bought-book-called-he-just-not-that.html' title=''/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00451317517949742617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12208471.post-111457570011376437</id><published>2005-04-26T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T21:21:40.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, I was invited by a friend to go drink tonight. I would because I only have one class tomorrow. But at the sametime, I hate it when I get drunk because I get emotional and I end up calling the asshole. I really don't want to do that tonight or anytime soon or ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hung out with this really cool guy this pass weekened. We've been hanging out off and on for over a month. He is such a really nice guy and he's really good looking. The one thing I like about him the most is he hasn't tried to do anything. That's kind of new for me because I'm use to having some guy be all over me in a minute and not wanting to get to know. Their idea of a date is going back to their apartment or dorm and make out or try and get some. This guy is not like that at all. He's trying to get to know me. I feel like i know more about him than i do about Brad. It's so weird whenever i think of Brad and picture his face in my head it really freaks me out. I don't know why, i guess because I never get to see him. So i kind of feel like he's this figment (sp) of my imagination. It's so strange. Anyway, I really like hanging out with this guy. But if he doesn't kiss me soon i'll just die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less than two weeks of school left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12208471-111457570011376437?l=jendayijames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jendayijames.blogspot.com/feeds/111457570011376437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12208471&amp;postID=111457570011376437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12208471/posts/default/111457570011376437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12208471/posts/default/111457570011376437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jendayijames.blogspot.com/2005/04/so-i-was-invited-by-friend-to-go-drink.html' title=''/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00451317517949742617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12208471.post-111410079280153871</id><published>2005-04-21T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T09:26:32.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How do you put your picture on this blog thing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12208471-111410079280153871?l=jendayijames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jendayijames.blogspot.com/feeds/111410079280153871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12208471&amp;postID=111410079280153871' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12208471/posts/default/111410079280153871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12208471/posts/default/111410079280153871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jendayijames.blogspot.com/2005/04/how-do-you-put-your-picture-on-this.html' title=''/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00451317517949742617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12208471.post-111410060074687910</id><published>2005-04-21T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T09:23:20.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so I'm sitting here in the computer lab of the CLC.  I'm bored.  I kind of got drunk last night with a friend.  I wasn't going to because I had class today at 9:30 (I didn't go.  This is the second time I've missed it this semester.  I guess that's good).  But yeah, I got drunk and it was nice.  I guess the bad part about getting drunk is you call people that you don't need to be calling.  Or text someone.  I guess it's kind of all the same thing.  So, I texted Brad (he's this loser that I've been seeing/dating off and on for the past year and a half almost) last night.  I know!  It's lame.  This guy treats me like total shit and no matter how badly he treats me I go right back to him.  It's so horrible.  I never thought I could be so weak, but I seriously am.  Anyway, I told him that I missed him and that he's an asshole and that I love his eyes.  I'm such a loser.  He never texted me back.  Typical Bradley.  Asshole...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to this riverfest that my school put together.  They had country artists perform.  Lame.  Get someone that everyone can enjoy.  Not some country bullshit.  Maybe John Mayer.  Only in  my dreams.  It was so lame. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be the first weekend in forever that I won't have to write a paper or study for a test.  I do have a test in physics on monday but it's no big deal.  It's only 10% of my overall grade.  So, I'm going to try and enjoy myself this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less than three weeks of school left!!!!!  Woooohoooo!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12208471-111410060074687910?l=jendayijames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jendayijames.blogspot.com/feeds/111410060074687910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12208471&amp;postID=111410060074687910' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12208471/posts/default/111410060074687910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12208471/posts/default/111410060074687910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jendayijames.blogspot.com/2005/04/okay-so-im-sitting-here-in-computer.html' title=''/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00451317517949742617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12208471.post-111377834156862952</id><published>2005-04-17T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T15:56:13.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Umm, yeah so this weekend was okay.  I wrote my paper for micro and finished it this morning.  I'm at the CLC (this is where i tutor).  I should be studying for my practical since no one's here that needs tutoring from me, but I'm on the computer.  I just don't feel like studying.  I'll do it when I get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i think overdrew in one of my banking accounts.  It was like a $5.00 purchase at Whataburger.  I thought i had money in that account, but I didn't.  The funny thing is, I have money in my other banking account.  But i chose to use that one.  Funny.  I've never overdrawn. Ever.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun yesterday at the Marley fest.  It was hot, so I kind of got drained.  I had V.I.P passes to the festival.  For some reason I thought that it would just get me into the festival for free.  I mean it did, but I didn't realize that I could have unlimited amount of beer and food for free, until someone tried to buy the V.I.P pass from me for that reason.  So, that was cool that I didn't have to pay for food or beer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I had an uneventful weekend.  Hopefully next week'll be a little bit better. Plus, I've been thinking about some bullshit that I don't need be thinking about and i've been miserable because i've been thinking about it. i know that the thing/person i'm being miserable over is most likely not miserable about the whole situation.  So, i'm like fuck it, why be miserable over this situation when this person isn't.  I need to go out and have fun and meet someone that will enjoy my company and not what's in between my legs or on my chest. That'll come later. ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12208471-111377834156862952?l=jendayijames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jendayijames.blogspot.com/feeds/111377834156862952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12208471&amp;postID=111377834156862952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12208471/posts/default/111377834156862952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12208471/posts/default/111377834156862952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jendayijames.blogspot.com/2005/04/umm-yeah-so-this-weekend-was-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00451317517949742617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12208471.post-111362202111532541</id><published>2005-04-15T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T20:28:09.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Check this out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/mediaselector/check/videonation/media/ram/u/uk_sizzla?size=4x3&amp;amp;bgc=FF3300&amp;nbram=1&amp;amp;bbram=1...write"&gt;http://www.bbc.co.uk/mediaselector/check/videonation/media/ram/u/uk_sizzla?size=4x3&amp;amp;bgc=FF3300&amp;nbram=1&amp;amp;bbram=1...write&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12208471-111362202111532541?l=jendayijames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jendayijames.blogspot.com/feeds/111362202111532541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12208471&amp;postID=111362202111532541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12208471/posts/default/111362202111532541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12208471/posts/default/111362202111532541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jendayijames.blogspot.com/2005/04/check-this-out-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00451317517949742617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12208471.post-111361886357464865</id><published>2005-04-15T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T19:44:34.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I took a hiatus for almost two years from this thing. I guess now I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to do this weekend. Well, I necessarily don't have a lot to do but it seems like it because I've been putting things off and now I just feel overwhelmed. I have a paper to write for microbiology lab, and I also have to study for my microbiology practical. The Marley fest is this weekend. All i want to do when i get there is just eat a lot of jamaican food. I've been craving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should update y'all on what I'm up to right now and what I'm going to be up to. I changed my major for the FOURTH time, but i seem to stick with the sciences. I'm majoring in microbiology and minoring in biochemistry. I don't know what I want to do. I have a lot of options. I'm still considering virology. I'm also considering teaching. All I know is I LOVE micro. The micro lab is the first lab that I've actually enjoyed since I've been in college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm staying in San Marcos this summer for the first time. I think i'll have a lot of fun. I'm suppose to be doing some research for the biochem. professor that i'm working for now. Also, hopefully i'll be able to tutor. I think i will. I'll get $8/hr just to sit around and do nothing. That's going to be so nice. Because the past couple of summers i've worked shitty jobs. So, this'll be really nice. Umm....I'm going to 'maica in July! (i think)!!! I so can't wait. It'll be my second time. Jamaica is so beautiful. And it's so nice to be among the majority instead of the minority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realize that I have a weakness for assholes and losers. Sucky, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I need to start writing my paper. No going out for Asha tonight. Unfortunately. Oh well. I'll survive. Summer hurry up and come!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12208471-111361886357464865?l=jendayijames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jendayijames.blogspot.com/feeds/111361886357464865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12208471&amp;postID=111361886357464865' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12208471/posts/default/111361886357464865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12208471/posts/default/111361886357464865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jendayijames.blogspot.com/2005/04/well-i-took-hiatus-for-almost-two.html' title=''/><author><name>asha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00451317517949742617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
