<?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-40048630373626846</id><updated>2011-07-28T22:26:17.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DailyApril</title><subtitle type='html'>It's my life and I can bitch about it</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-5272668976295312436</id><published>2009-12-18T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T23:18:11.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone want to buy some couches?</title><content type='html'>So I'm selling my couches on craigslist so, you know, I can eat. I would just put those hoes up in exchange for food. The ad would read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Both couches are very comfortable. No stains or scratches. &lt;br /&gt;Willing to exchange them for Mac- n- cheese&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I need to pay some other bills.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-5272668976295312436?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/5272668976295312436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=5272668976295312436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/5272668976295312436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/5272668976295312436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/12/anyone-want-to-buy-some-couches.html' title='Anyone want to buy some couches?'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-5974170846980990320</id><published>2009-12-10T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T19:58:30.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jersey Shore</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0CypKkbprIw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0CypKkbprIw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF!!! Little tan people are supposed to be cradled and feed Boones farm in a bottle, not punched out. Shame on you meat head guido. Seriously, this guy needs an ass kicking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-5974170846980990320?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/5974170846980990320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=5974170846980990320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/5974170846980990320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/5974170846980990320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/12/jersey-shore.html' title='Jersey Shore'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-6010569638668908561</id><published>2009-12-10T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T19:13:52.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it just me...</title><content type='html'>Or has the year just flew by. No shit I'm wondering what the fuck happened. I mean I'm 22 now.I still feel 18 and not in a "I'm still a kid at heart" kind of way, its more of a "what the fuck have I accomplished since highschool" kind of way. And to answer the above question, uhh I moving back in with my mom. So things have been less than productive lately, but I'm working on bringing that back into my life. I wont have to pay rent in the next 4 months, so I can finally pay my bills (credit card companies are hounding me). I'm going to start volunteering again, letting my givingness shine bright.Oh, and I got one more semester till I go to a university. So things better start looking greener$ will soon or I'll be forced into drug trafficking, beacuse thats my only other option at this point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-6010569638668908561?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/6010569638668908561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=6010569638668908561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/6010569638668908561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/6010569638668908561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/12/is-it-just-me.html' title='Is it just me...'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-3974895173434679021</id><published>2009-11-04T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T08:01:10.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>crybaby</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;This year has been really bad, financially. My brokness gets me so down sometimes that I cry, like out of nowhere. I've always been quite dramatic, but this year alone it's gotten out of hand. Just the other day I cried, AT WORK, IN FRONT OF MY BOSS oh the humiliation. Even though I'm dramatic I seem to only vomit it out to my immediate family, and my boyfriend ( who can only take so much). Now I've never been Gucci rich but now I'm not even Forever 21 rich, bummer. I use to splurge on Bakers shoes weekly, now I'm splurging on....um headaches. I'm envious of those who like me don't have much, but can still manage to party it up at the clubs every weekend while saying "fuck the bills this month, I'm going to party". I Can't just say "oh yea fuck the rent" and take the chance of fucking up my rental history, I'm only 21 its too early to fuck up that much. My credit is slowly but surely getting fucked up, and that depresses me. I remember when I first started establishing my credit, the pride I took in making my monthly payments ON TIME without a sweat. Now I just cry when I look at my bill for the month. I know I'm not the only person going through this, I just don't know how to handle it without isolating myself and crying every time the mail comes. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-3974895173434679021?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/3974895173434679021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=3974895173434679021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/3974895173434679021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/3974895173434679021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/11/crybaby.html' title='crybaby'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-7452892042321659934</id><published>2009-11-03T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T13:09:59.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awwww, childhood memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/SvCcD6TBiJI/AAAAAAAAAIg/y6FtYqRdpyI/s1600-h/Berenstain_Bears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399987544219814034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/SvCcD6TBiJI/AAAAAAAAAIg/y6FtYqRdpyI/s320/Berenstain_Bears.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was a little one in elementry I would always pick out two books : &lt;em&gt;Goosebumps &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;Berenstain Bears. &lt;/em&gt;I loved going to the library just to grab these books over and over again. They were like crack and I always needed my fix, oh how badly i wanted to live in a tree. Well now It's coming to the big screen, like everyother child story. You know whats weird, I was just thinking of this very thing to myself weeks ago ( I get really bored at work) I should totally get recognition for this movie. Anyway, heres the link ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.usatoday.com/life/movies/news/2009-11-03-Berenstainbears03_ST_N.htm?csp=34"&gt;http://www.usatoday.com/life/movies/news/2009-11-03-Berenstainbears03_ST_N.htm?csp=34&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-7452892042321659934?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/7452892042321659934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=7452892042321659934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/7452892042321659934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/7452892042321659934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/11/awwww-childhood-memories.html' title='Awwww, childhood memories'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/SvCcD6TBiJI/AAAAAAAAAIg/y6FtYqRdpyI/s72-c/Berenstain_Bears.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-8070927390574996971</id><published>2009-10-11T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T21:51:53.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid questions of the year....so far.</title><content type='html'>"Are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Puerto&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ricans&lt;/span&gt; considered Mexican?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you speak &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can I pay with pesos?" ( just because this is a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Mexican&lt;/span&gt; type market does not mean we've suddenly entered &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Mexico&lt;/span&gt;, damn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you work here?" ( While I have staff printed on the front of my shirt, back, and apron.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But the sign says 14.99, so why are you charging me 16.21?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you sell vanilla extract?" (I work in a t-shirt store)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just some of the dumb ass questions I'm forced to put up with on a REGULAR basis. These just stand out above all the rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-8070927390574996971?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/8070927390574996971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=8070927390574996971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/8070927390574996971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/8070927390574996971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/10/stupid-questions-of-yearso-far.html' title='Stupid questions of the year....so far.'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-5464432020565017952</id><published>2009-10-11T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T00:32:18.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fuck, It's been forever sense I've written. Anyway, I' m tipsy and watching 90's music videos on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;YouTube&lt;/span&gt; ( fuck I'm old). Not really I'm only 21,but can you believe it's been 11 yrs since Matchbox 20 released "Real World", oh and excuse the typos in this blog, again I'm tipsy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; was obsessed with them, Rob Thomas was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; cool. I was actually more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;obsessed&lt;/span&gt; with the Spice girls, my sis knows &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. I loved them like I loved Hot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Cheetos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/StGG7HiqE2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/ZFf-gupnXww/s1600-h/hot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/StGG7HiqE2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/ZFf-gupnXww/s320/hot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391238579134010210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh yea I put the old school pic of them hoes up!!! I still  heart them. Oh , Jessica  don't think I forgot about you fucking up my spice girls cassette. Even if you have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-5464432020565017952?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/5464432020565017952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=5464432020565017952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/5464432020565017952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/5464432020565017952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/10/fuck-its-been-forever-sense-ive-written.html' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/StGG7HiqE2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/ZFf-gupnXww/s72-c/hot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-5494257491430126066</id><published>2009-06-21T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T23:51:21.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a problem</title><content type='html'>I'm really late on loving "Jon &amp;amp; Kate plus 8". Seriously, I sit in front of the computer watching old and new episodes of it, all night. I read a lot of celebrity news so I couldn't help but watch this marriage fall completely apart plus the kids are adorable. I do feel sad watching this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TU-R0R9PZR8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TU-R0R9PZR8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, Kate was soooo adorable. What happened? I guess fame does that to a person, because she is completely different. Oh yeah, having 8 fucking kids does that to a person. In my opinion they both equally fucked up this marriage. Jon, with his sleazy affair and Kate with her bossy attitude. I'll admit it, I bitch everyday, but I would never embarrass Ray in public. I do think they need this separation. How can you be with someone whose overly bossy or cheats on you? Unacceptable. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remember&lt;/span&gt;, this is just an opinion and I don't know how it feels to have 8 kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-5494257491430126066?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/5494257491430126066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=5494257491430126066' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/5494257491430126066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/5494257491430126066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-have-problem.html' title='I have a problem'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-274048166171927428</id><published>2009-06-20T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T21:45:30.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been awhile...</title><content type='html'>So its been awhile since I've written anything, I know I suck. I have been going through a lot of personal things lately and I just couldn't get my head together. I don't want to get into the details of it all, but I have to make difficult decisions in my life, no matter how much they hurt in the end. I have to believe I made the right choice. No matter how unpopular or selfish my decision may seem, It's not. I'm also getting ready to move out on my own, scary. I love Ray more than anything, I just need to gain the experience of living on my own. Ray and I will continue our relationship. Even through it's going to be difficult not living together, I believe the living separation will only strengthen our bond.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-274048166171927428?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/274048166171927428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=274048166171927428' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/274048166171927428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/274048166171927428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&apos;s been awhile...'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-5586671049540464376</id><published>2009-06-09T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T08:39:36.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zack!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/4a2e7ca4377c9f9b/4a2dcc35a39e8c36/bcea69e9/-cpid/3dea5563e97d80" id="W4727a250e66f97234a2e7ca4377c9f9b" width="384" height="283"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/4a2e7ca4377c9f9b/4a2dcc35a39e8c36/bcea69e9/-cpid/3dea5563e97d80" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Wow! I use to love &lt;em&gt;Saved by the Bell&lt;/em&gt; and I for one am tuning into the "class" reunion. Lets leave screech at home,he's such a douche now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-5586671049540464376?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/5586671049540464376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=5586671049540464376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/5586671049540464376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/5586671049540464376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/06/zack.html' title='Zack!!!!!!!'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-5342696725552655323</id><published>2009-06-01T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T20:58:38.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Well, fuck me gently with a chainsaw"</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CTmpKgocyYg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CTmpKgocyYg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Heathers&lt;/span&gt; sequel, really? I loved&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; Heathers&lt;/span&gt;, my sis and I use to watch it religiously but I don't know how I feel about this. Winona Ryder, who confirmed the sequel had this to say " Christian Slater has agreed to come back as a  kind of Obi- Wan character". When I read that I had no idea what the fuck that meant. My boyfriend was kind enough to inform me, along with a " are you that stupid" expression on his face. I will definitely watch it, but I'm not thrilled about it.Yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-5342696725552655323?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/5342696725552655323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=5342696725552655323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/5342696725552655323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/5342696725552655323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/06/well-fuck-me-gently-with-chainsaw.html' title='&quot;Well, fuck me gently with a chainsaw&quot;'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-134751071804235283</id><published>2009-05-31T19:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T20:07:20.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I wish I could afford...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/SiM4zubAB5I/AAAAAAAAAHw/UGEH3qMAVDU/s1600-h/pink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342176044277303186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/SiM4zubAB5I/AAAAAAAAAHw/UGEH3qMAVDU/s320/pink.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So these are from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fergie&lt;/span&gt;,they are gorgeous. I'm going to start selling &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Barbecue&lt;/span&gt; plates to help me buy these. At Heels.com they are priced at $98.00, which is what I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;usually&lt;/span&gt; pay for heels anyway,but I cant afford them right now. Hell I cant even pay eight bucks. So, would anyone like to buy a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;barbecue&lt;/span&gt; plate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-134751071804235283?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/134751071804235283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=134751071804235283' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/134751071804235283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/134751071804235283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/05/things-i-wish-i-could-afford_31.html' title='Things I wish I could afford...'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/SiM4zubAB5I/AAAAAAAAAHw/UGEH3qMAVDU/s72-c/pink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-686633671333901147</id><published>2009-05-31T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T19:21:27.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumb ass of the day...</title><content type='html'>As a sales person I witness a lot of dumb asses everyday;which can lead to me to believe that some people should not be allowed to leave the house. Seriously, I cant even count the number of tourist who ask If they can use pesos. So this is a new post I will be doing almost everyday (maybe even twice a day) and it will include customers who are rude and stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am at the cash register checking out a customer. She hands me her bank card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Debit?(we have to ask this because some people do not know the pin for it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Credit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can I see your Id please&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;customer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(pissed )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;uhhh&lt;/span&gt; this is stupid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;customer &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That I have to get my Id. It's debit too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did you not tell me credit? I didn't know that meant debit, I will try to read your mind the next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well It's stupid to ask for Id&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like I said I will try to read your mind next time. And If you happen to lose your card today and someone else finds it and tries to use it here, I will be happy to not check for ID. Thank you bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The customer rolls her eyes and walks out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have not yet learned the art of keeping my mouth shut when the customer is a complete ass. How can I if they call my actions stupid, please tell me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-686633671333901147?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/686633671333901147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=686633671333901147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/686633671333901147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/686633671333901147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/05/dumb-ass-of-day.html' title='Dumb ass of the day...'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-9217231832562075731</id><published>2009-05-29T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T00:36:14.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am now officially deppressed...</title><content type='html'>Today I decided to finish my photo album I started, like a year ago.  What do I find? Skinny pictures of myself.  It must be noted while I am typing this I am indulging in chocolate cake. No wonder I've gained about an x amount of weight  since I've moved in with my boyfriend. He ruined my once thin figure and now it's just thighs, thighs, THIGHS...oh the horror!!!!!! But he has the, "no babe those jeans don't make you look fat" line down like a pro.  I swear everyday while killing a bag of Hot Cheetos's ( my fat vice)  I say, "starting tomorrow no more of this shit" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt; I am not kidding. I mean I don't hate my body and I love my new found curves, but this cant be good in the long run.  My boss makes it a point everyday to say "oh I remember when you use to have a good figure" what a bitch!!! It's all good, my pinkie has more curves than that tooth pick HA. I like to say she's just jealous and wishes she could have pair of actual boobs. Any who I leave you with Richard Simmons hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7KKcfANweH4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7KKcfANweH4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laurie, do you remember when Luis, you, and I actually tried to work out to this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-9217231832562075731?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/9217231832562075731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=9217231832562075731' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/9217231832562075731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/9217231832562075731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-now-officially-deppressed.html' title='I Am now officially deppressed...'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-2113484587355047848</id><published>2009-05-27T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T23:30:53.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 5 Reasons why I hate the summer....</title><content type='html'>5. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Fashion style is much more suited for winter&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;                I've never been big on showing off my shoulders or wearing shorts. I have never, and will never  look good in shorts. But this summer I've had more of an opened mind, so it has been fun looking for new and interesting clothing that I never thought I would wear.&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The market I work in now closes at 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Uhhh&lt;/span&gt; how I hate to deal with annoying tourists for 2 more hours than usual. Having to hear  "Do you work here" while I have staff printed on my clothing in 5 different areas, walking around with the note pad, behind the register, and after I asked If you needed help. I also hate when they act like a snob towards me while they are wearing crocks, odd.&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Texas heat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               The other day I felt as if I was going to die within the 5 minutes I was outside, in the car, while the air conditioner was on. I don't care If I lived here all my life I will never get use to the heat. And fuck trying to look cute for the day while sweat is coming out of everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Being broke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              Well I'm always broke, but it's especially more depressing during the summer time. While everyone is out on vacation I'm stuck at home counting pennies; all the while looking at other people on myspace having fun at the beach. Those bitches!!!&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Perhaps the most depressing: All my favorite network shows are on break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              I'm totally going through Lost withdraws. I don't care what you hoes say It's amazing. Yeah, It gets confusing and you have to have an incredible memory, because someone or something will bust out from season fucking 2. I will now leave you with my favorite moment form Lost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2cJ222PbZmc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2cJ222PbZmc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-2113484587355047848?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/2113484587355047848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=2113484587355047848' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/2113484587355047848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/2113484587355047848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/05/top-5-reasons-why-i-hate-summer.html' title='Top 5 Reasons why I hate the summer....'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-2458345648138113109</id><published>2009-05-26T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T18:32:14.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHHHHH</title><content type='html'>Why is tie-dye becoming fashionable again. ( As if it ever was) I think of it ass the crocks of yesterday. But It is everywhere again, celebrity's and designers alike are accepting it.  Thankfully it's not so in your face but more so dare I say it, cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShyXIGQN9hI/AAAAAAAAAHY/TpEXjKDIehc/s1600-h/tye-dye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShyXIGQN9hI/AAAAAAAAAHY/TpEXjKDIehc/s320/tye-dye.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340309423527949842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alright the above dress isn't my exact example of cute but this is more like it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShyXn1t0-OI/AAAAAAAAAHo/E9hu6f7HuNw/s1600-h/cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShyXn1t0-OI/AAAAAAAAAHo/E9hu6f7HuNw/s320/cute.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340309968844552418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I bought this last month, I know I'm such a hypocrite. Oh well!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-2458345648138113109?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/2458345648138113109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=2458345648138113109' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/2458345648138113109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/2458345648138113109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/05/ahhhhhh.html' title='AHHHHHH'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShyXIGQN9hI/AAAAAAAAAHY/TpEXjKDIehc/s72-c/tye-dye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-2411794453671154374</id><published>2009-05-26T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T09:41:47.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apartment search</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, today I am going to look at an apartment, I hope it does not suck. Supposedly it has a walk-in-closet so that is a huge plus, I have soooooooo many clothes and heels.  I have never done this, Ray already lived in the apartment before I hurdled in so I just signed a lease. But, this is my first apartment by myself and it just seems like so much. I need to do this so I can learn to be completely independent, moving in my own apartment seems like a good step to take. So wish me luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-2411794453671154374?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/2411794453671154374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=2411794453671154374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/2411794453671154374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/2411794453671154374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/05/apartment-search.html' title='Apartment search'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-3345209038511687621</id><published>2009-05-20T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T23:19:38.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShTyb8t17RI/AAAAAAAAAHI/YUb0do9Fsus/s1600-h/kris-allen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShTyb8t17RI/AAAAAAAAAHI/YUb0do9Fsus/s320/kris-allen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338158020309675282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShTyb___V6I/AAAAAAAAAHA/5q6-69wwIh0/s1600-h/adam_lambert_drag_queen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShTyb___V6I/AAAAAAAAAHA/5q6-69wwIh0/s320/adam_lambert_drag_queen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338158021191096226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShTukhWJ93I/AAAAAAAAAG4/JytbM8YXBSk/s1600-h/crying-baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShTukhWJ93I/AAAAAAAAAG4/JytbM8YXBSk/s320/crying-baby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338153769534879602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why?.... Why, must Idol always fuck me over? First It was Bo, then Melinda, and now my disco queen Adam. I Mean Kris was always my second favorite,  he put up an amazing fight till the end, but I so looooooove Adam. I was for sure Adam had it but this shit surprised the fuck out of me, shit it surprised the fuck out of Kris. Well at least it wasn't Danny Gokey. Anyway,  I'm sooo happy Idol has regained my attention again. Lets talk about the finale for a min, did you see Allison's crotch shot? Ewwwwwwwww, what the hell was going on there? I'll admit I hit the fast forward  button through some of the boring shit, almost all of it. I did love Kara's performance though, highlight of the night! It excused her from that hideous song she co-wrote. All in all I'm happy but soooooo not happy with the result. Does that make sense?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-3345209038511687621?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/3345209038511687621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=3345209038511687621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/3345209038511687621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/3345209038511687621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/05/noooooooooooooooooooooo.html' title='NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShTyb8t17RI/AAAAAAAAAHI/YUb0do9Fsus/s72-c/kris-allen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-6763215615760224826</id><published>2009-05-19T21:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:55:39.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is not working</title><content type='html'>I pose exactly the same in every picture I take....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShOKNQNsQ0I/AAAAAAAAAGo/Crn8DjpwZ2U/s1600-h/2008_1231project0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShOKNQNsQ0I/AAAAAAAAAGo/Crn8DjpwZ2U/s320/2008_1231project0005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337761943659496258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShOKNJ2mSYI/AAAAAAAAAGg/4izsWxH72kQ/s1600-h/2009_0117project0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShOKNJ2mSYI/AAAAAAAAAGg/4izsWxH72kQ/s320/2009_0117project0075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337761941952022914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShOKM_mF-yI/AAAAAAAAAGY/S7-ni_au8Fw/s1600-h/2009_0117project0010.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/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShOKM_mF-yI/AAAAAAAAAGY/S7-ni_au8Fw/s320/2009_0117project0010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337761939198442274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShOKMjoqcII/AAAAAAAAAGQ/rohG7Tti6-U/s1600-h/2009_0209project0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShOKMjoqcII/AAAAAAAAAGQ/rohG7Tti6-U/s320/2009_0209project0031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337761931693027458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShOLg3dhPII/AAAAAAAAAGw/zMU08m776Jk/s1600-h/2008_1216project0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShOLg3dhPII/AAAAAAAAAGw/zMU08m776Jk/s320/2008_1216project0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337763380124007554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I not learned anything from "Americas Next Top Model". I really need a new pose, any suggestions? Because, this just isn't working.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-6763215615760224826?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/6763215615760224826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=6763215615760224826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/6763215615760224826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/6763215615760224826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-not-working.html' title='This is not working'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShOKNQNsQ0I/AAAAAAAAAGo/Crn8DjpwZ2U/s72-c/2008_1231project0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-5950781473451437703</id><published>2009-05-19T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:35:05.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gym Rat</title><content type='html'>Earlier in the week I was really motivated to workout. I told myself over and over, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; it I'm over being chubby". Well ask me how my workouts are going?.........I refuse to give in to the  pressure of conforming to society's image of "beauty". That's the excuse I plan to use for a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-5950781473451437703?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/5950781473451437703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=5950781473451437703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/5950781473451437703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/5950781473451437703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/05/gym-rat.html' title='Gym Rat'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-6812149086607951185</id><published>2009-05-18T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:12:28.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Bubbles, Bubbles, dumb ass Bubbles"?</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:vh1.com:381152" wmode="transparent" flashvars="configParams=%26id%3D1611305%26vid%3D381152%26uri%3Dmgid%3Auma%3Avideo%3Avh1.com%3A179697%26startUri%3Dmgid%3Auma%3Avideo%3Avh1.com%3A381152" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="367" width="448"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a style="padding: 0px 4px 0px 10px; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: bold; font-size: 10px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.vh1.com/shows/%20" onmouseover="this.style.textDecoration=underline" onmouseout="this.style.textDecoration=none" target="_blank"&gt;VH1 TV Shows&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="padding: 0px 4px 0px 10px; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 10px; text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.vh1.com/video/music.jhtml" onmouseover="this.style.textDecoration=underline" onmouseout="this.style.textDecoration=none" target="_blank"&gt;Music Videos &lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="padding: 0px 4px 0px 10px; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 10px; text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.vh1.com/photos/%20" onmouseover="this.style.textDecoration=underline" onmouseout="this.style.textDecoration=none" target="_blank"&gt;Celebrity Photos&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="padding: 0px 4px 0px 10px; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 10px; text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.vh1.com/news/" onmouseover="this.style.textDecoration=underline" onmouseout="this.style.textDecoration=none" target="_blank"&gt;News &amp;amp; Gossip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bubbles schooled those trash talkers by explaining what global warming is, none of those hoes knew what it was . Yeah she sounded like a 5 yr old, but she knew what she was talking about. And they still had the nerve to look at her as if she was slow, but they're just jealous. Genius Bubbles lasted for about 5 sec because she then went on to explain that, people who take baths in the river are happy. Dumb ass Bubbles is back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-6812149086607951185?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/6812149086607951185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=6812149086607951185' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/6812149086607951185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/6812149086607951185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/05/bubbles-bubbles-dumb-ass-bubbles.html' title='&quot;Bubbles, Bubbles, dumb ass Bubbles&quot;?'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-6873898320521542336</id><published>2009-05-18T18:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:27:21.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I wish I could afford</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShIJi2PRPzI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BVZZJ87HkJI/s1600-h/yhst-81262660537147_2039_61623245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337339002667220786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShIJi2PRPzI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BVZZJ87HkJI/s320/yhst-81262660537147_2039_61623245.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This beauty is from Betsey Johnson, zippers(which are on everything this season) and all. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; even want to know the price,I just want to stare and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;salivate&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-6873898320521542336?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/6873898320521542336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=6873898320521542336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/6873898320521542336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/6873898320521542336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/05/things-i-wish-i-could-afford.html' title='Things I wish I could afford'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShIJi2PRPzI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BVZZJ87HkJI/s72-c/yhst-81262660537147_2039_61623245.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-1376571969927398442</id><published>2009-05-18T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:03:14.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoedazzle</title><content type='html'>A couple of months ago i signed up at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ShoeDazzle&lt;/span&gt;.com, the one that Kim &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kardashian&lt;/span&gt; promotes. They give you a list of questions then&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; team of stylist choose shoes for you, each month. It's pretty neat actually because you sign up for free and your not obligated to actually buy the shoes. Plus, free shipping!!! I have yet to order anything but I did like these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShH9HtkaNNI/AAAAAAAAAEg/STeVE7nIuRk/s1600-h/SIMONE_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 186px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 186px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337325342343967954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShH9HtkaNNI/AAAAAAAAAEg/STeVE7nIuRk/s320/SIMONE_small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShH9HXnSt1I/AAAAAAAAAEY/laHXAsYUchk/s1600-h/ELA_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 186px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 186px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337325336450479954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShH9HXnSt1I/AAAAAAAAAEY/laHXAsYUchk/s320/ELA_small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShH9HPJxTiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/vvV4-jL4z8s/s1600-h/AURA_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 186px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 186px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337325334179171874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShH9HPJxTiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/vvV4-jL4z8s/s320/AURA_small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still worried about the quality of the shoe, but for $39 it's worth a try.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-1376571969927398442?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/1376571969927398442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=1376571969927398442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/1376571969927398442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/1376571969927398442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/05/shoedazzle.html' title='Shoedazzle'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShH9HtkaNNI/AAAAAAAAAEg/STeVE7nIuRk/s72-c/SIMONE_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-4829460454794778076</id><published>2009-05-18T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:32:47.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention all pedestrians</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShH6vobk9sI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vSzmR12oKxg/s1600-h/9552_crazy_road_raged_woman_driving_a_car.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 269px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337322729624630978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShH6vobk9sI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vSzmR12oKxg/s320/9552_crazy_road_raged_woman_driving_a_car.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Wed May 20th we urge everyone to stay indoors....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because I'm learning how to drive!Yes, I'm 21 and still don't know which one is the break pedal HA. My mom still refuses to learn and my 24 year old (i think) sister just learned; we were/are avid "come pick my ass up" people.. Anyways, I need to do this especially since I want to be all independent and shit.I'm so sick and tired of taking the bus where people talk to themselves, even if it is amusing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-4829460454794778076?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/4829460454794778076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=4829460454794778076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/4829460454794778076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/4829460454794778076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/05/attention-all-pedestrians.html' title='Attention all pedestrians'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShH6vobk9sI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vSzmR12oKxg/s72-c/9552_crazy_road_raged_woman_driving_a_car.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-8066176826668791168</id><published>2009-05-17T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T20:34:58.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Security Douche</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShDv9Heb7XI/AAAAAAAAAEA/So8LnA4e6LU/s1600-h/ss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 233px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337029391691804018" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShDv9Heb7XI/AAAAAAAAAEA/So8LnA4e6LU/s320/ss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So we got a new "security" guard in the market today....uhhhh he makes me want to throw up in my mouth. He's the geezer who got beat up everyday in high school and never got over it. Every time I turned around he was all up in my face along with lame jokes, claiming this is how he makes "friends". Even one of our customers called him out on his lame attempt of flirting, it even went so far as for him to put his hand on his gun(the one that actually works), who the fuck does that. He picked up on me ignoring him so he totally went all "I'm a security guard so you must follow my orders" bullshit. Hopefully I'm not alone in wanting to punch him in the face so someone else can pull his shorts over his head.So my day was filled with hiding and pretending to be busy until I got to leave that dump, with no late night assholes to stop me. Then Ray came home after his trip to El Paso and made my day better!&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/40048630373626846-8066176826668791168?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/8066176826668791168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=8066176826668791168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/8066176826668791168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/8066176826668791168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/05/security-douche.html' title='Security Douche'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShDv9Heb7XI/AAAAAAAAAEA/So8LnA4e6LU/s72-c/ss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-2980123217970157640</id><published>2009-05-15T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T17:58:26.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear, Late Night Assholes</title><content type='html'>Go the fuck home because I know I want to, instead I'm having to deal with annoying bitches like you all. Quit asking me if we are closed, while I'm counting out the  register and already barricaded the doors. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; give me sad face outside the windows while repeating over and over "But I came all the way from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Canada&lt;/span&gt;", I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; care. And occasionally while in a good mood I'll let you shop after hours, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; walk around the store and take your sweet fucking time choosing a shirt. Just a friendly reminder, when the gate is closed with a lock chances are the store is CLOSED.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                      &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Sincerely&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                      An annoyed sales associate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-2980123217970157640?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/2980123217970157640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=2980123217970157640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/2980123217970157640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/2980123217970157640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/05/dear-late-night-assholes.html' title='Dear, Late Night Assholes'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-5526633035405333400</id><published>2009-05-14T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T22:28:43.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Google bar addicted</title><content type='html'>Every now and then I put meaningless shit in the Google bar to see what pops up, I know I'm stupid. Anyways, I continued to enter gorgeous shoes in the images section and this bitch popped up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/Sgz6GD1UwWI/AAAAAAAAADg/iOOHVAuyZnA/s1600-h/BeyonceLouboutins-734418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/Sgz6GD1UwWI/AAAAAAAAADg/iOOHVAuyZnA/s320/BeyonceLouboutins-734418.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335914640542318946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UHHHHH she is everywhere, alright I'll admit it I like her songs, for 5 min, but she is getting a little ridiculous. I think my announce for her started with this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/Sgz8lG1EN1I/AAAAAAAAADo/EUZ58GvIFS0/s1600-h/beyonce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/Sgz8lG1EN1I/AAAAAAAAADo/EUZ58GvIFS0/s320/beyonce.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335917372945741650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lets not forget this "gem"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/Sgz8wzc8VbI/AAAAAAAAADw/mI_g0b2v5ro/s1600-h/beyonce-2009-oscar-awards-krtabacaphotoslive530430-the-81st.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/Sgz8wzc8VbI/AAAAAAAAADw/mI_g0b2v5ro/s320/beyonce-2009-oscar-awards-krtabacaphotoslive530430-the-81st.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335917573902718386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For once I'd like to see her on a red carpet looking like she can rests her arms or at least breath.&lt;br /&gt;Alright thats enough Google tool bar for one night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-5526633035405333400?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/5526633035405333400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=5526633035405333400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/5526633035405333400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/5526633035405333400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/05/google-bar-addicted.html' title='Google bar addicted'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/Sgz6GD1UwWI/AAAAAAAAADg/iOOHVAuyZnA/s72-c/BeyonceLouboutins-734418.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-512279288863541559</id><published>2009-05-14T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T22:06:57.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do cheap apartments exists?</title><content type='html'>What the fuck do I have to do to find a affordable apartment? Have actual money? I'm a student with a minimum wage job who cannot find a decent apartment, HELP! I look, and look, with only one apt. that has captured my interests, a box. It' s about the size of my thumb, a 267 Sq ft efficiency, amazing. My entire Lucille Ball collection alone will eat up all the space and where the hell am I going to put my shoes? But It will have to do besides the box will be all mine :) SCREW THAT, I'm going to suffocate AHHHHHHHH. Alright enough of that, sorry for my busts of screams aka caps lock. The shit hole will have to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-512279288863541559?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/512279288863541559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=512279288863541559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/512279288863541559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/512279288863541559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/05/do-cheap-apartments-exists.html' title='Do cheap apartments exists?'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-8738931051617441911</id><published>2009-05-14T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T20:52:46.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My new favorite youtube channel....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/groaPrY41Rk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/groaPrY41Rk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I discovered Garfunkel And Oats when I visited Wellhonestlynow.com (if you have not read this site, go now!). Anyways they are hilarious,  incredibly talented, and soooo cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-8738931051617441911?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/8738931051617441911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=8738931051617441911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/8738931051617441911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/8738931051617441911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-new-favorite-youtube-channel.html' title='My new favorite youtube channel....'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-242995119930469604</id><published>2009-05-08T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T21:16:11.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I do not look good in glasses.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/SgUAqAz6eVI/AAAAAAAAADI/eu5M11FdrJ4/s1600-h/2009_0225project0019.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/_JM8RzLSc32M/SgUAqAz6eVI/AAAAAAAAADI/eu5M11FdrJ4/s320/2009_0225project0019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333670055462467922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I look like such a dork, but not many people read here so, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/SgUBeO8l5HI/AAAAAAAAADY/A-v73Sq1V_M/s1600-h/2009_0225project0023.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/_JM8RzLSc32M/SgUBeO8l5HI/AAAAAAAAADY/A-v73Sq1V_M/s320/2009_0225project0023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333670952610161778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my sister and I where little my dad brought us both glasses to match his, yes we looked liked dumb asses but we did not care. That my friends was the only time it was acceptable for me to where glasses, ever. Seriously I look like such a douche in glasses, but I thought I'd give them a try for the millionth time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-242995119930469604?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/242995119930469604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=242995119930469604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/242995119930469604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/242995119930469604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-do-not-look-good-in-glasses.html' title='I do not look good in glasses.'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/SgUAqAz6eVI/AAAAAAAAADI/eu5M11FdrJ4/s72-c/2009_0225project0019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-5678175137630970999</id><published>2009-05-08T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T15:37:41.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 more days!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/SgSvPdZIVpI/AAAAAAAAACw/elVXUd9y2zk/s320/charm-school-with-ricki-lake-cast1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333580538836440722" border="0" /&gt;And this wonderful piece of slutty trash will have me fixated for weeks. Charm School 3 premiers this Sunday and I couldn't be anymore excited!! I know, I need to get a life but I can't help it, I'm addicted to reality television. Plus Ricki fucking Lake is the host, and next year I'm hoping Jenny Jones will take over. My boyfriend use to hate these shows but I quickly fixed that, oh and "somebody push my ass" quickly got his attention. But his heart belongs to ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/SgSxXLJeOWI/AAAAAAAAADA/8lOfMYQVDG0/s1600-h/i_love_money_two.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/_JM8RzLSc32M/SgSxXLJeOWI/AAAAAAAAADA/8lOfMYQVDG0/s320/i_love_money_two.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333582870401136994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAHA, no not Frenchie! Seriously when Miami won he was so upset, as he banged his fists against the floor and repeatedly said over and over "I can't believe that bitch won". He was rooting for Tailor Made. I for one wanted prancer to win, but still enjoyed  laughing at Ray's disappointment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-5678175137630970999?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/5678175137630970999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=5678175137630970999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/5678175137630970999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/5678175137630970999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/05/3-more-days.html' title='3 more days!!!!'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/SgSvPdZIVpI/AAAAAAAAACw/elVXUd9y2zk/s72-c/charm-school-with-ricki-lake-cast1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-6442305116583704434</id><published>2009-05-08T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T15:07:49.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/SgSrqy9NbKI/AAAAAAAAACo/VeDSyUakAOc/s1600-h/Happy+Dance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/SgSrqy9NbKI/AAAAAAAAACo/VeDSyUakAOc/s320/Happy+Dance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333576610434870434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FINALS ARE OVER!!!!!! Damn, guys I've been studying my ass off this week to pass this semester, since I've been slacking up until now. So I'm ready to do my happy dance and drink wine till I pass out tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-6442305116583704434?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/6442305116583704434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=6442305116583704434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/6442305116583704434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/6442305116583704434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/05/finals-are-over-damn-guys-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/SgSrqy9NbKI/AAAAAAAAACo/VeDSyUakAOc/s72-c/Happy+Dance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-5034583739654463597</id><published>2009-05-04T10:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T11:00:32.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since my last post so I felt obligated to chime in. My life has been really stressfully lately, with school and other things. I'm just trying to get passed hell week aka FINALS! Seriously, I cant stand devoting all my time to studying, even if it does pay off in the end. I become a zombie in my own apartment surrounded by a million papers and hand made flash cards. It's odd throughout high school It was a miracle when I'd study, yet I passed every time. I CANT DO THAT IN COLLEGE UGHHH! Every semester my main goal is to become more organized, uh I've been in college now since 2006, and still cant bundle my papers into a damn folder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-5034583739654463597?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/5034583739654463597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=5034583739654463597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/5034583739654463597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/5034583739654463597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-been-awhile-since-my-last-post-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-3417227960276169317</id><published>2009-04-22T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T19:11:57.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love lucy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/Se_NIC0ENmI/AAAAAAAAACg/8M2Odtr4oYY/s1600-h/2009_0209project0041.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/_JM8RzLSc32M/Se_NIC0ENmI/AAAAAAAAACg/8M2Odtr4oYY/s320/2009_0209project0041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327702422280484450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As The title states I Love Lucy, mainly Lucille  Ball.  I've been collecting since forever now, and am impressed with my  collection. During my high school and early college years, is were I collected the most. I use to have this ritual where every time I walked into a memorabilia store I would walk out with three items.   Of coarse I cant do that anymore because I have real bills now, but I buy whenever I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-3417227960276169317?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/3417227960276169317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=3417227960276169317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/3417227960276169317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/3417227960276169317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-lucy.html' title='I love lucy...'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/Se_NIC0ENmI/AAAAAAAAACg/8M2Odtr4oYY/s72-c/2009_0209project0041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-4388029243231180012</id><published>2009-04-22T16:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T16:35:36.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I actually can afford.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/Se-ngG92VfI/AAAAAAAAACY/TCMo762h1uw/s1600-h/modcloth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/Se-ngG92VfI/AAAAAAAAACY/TCMo762h1uw/s320/modcloth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327661054270264818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I completely fell in love with this dress form Modcloth.com, but I have a couple of problems with it. I'm not sure if I can completely trust this site, every time I order something online with the exception of Victoria Secret I get screwed over. Another problem is sizing, they don't represent circumference and I need circumference! And yes I can grab a dress out of my closet, measure it, then compare it to the size chart but I don't feel like it. But I probably will end up getting it because folks, I never learn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-4388029243231180012?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/4388029243231180012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=4388029243231180012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/4388029243231180012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/4388029243231180012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/04/things-i-actually-can-afford.html' title='Things I actually can afford.....'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/Se-ngG92VfI/AAAAAAAAACY/TCMo762h1uw/s72-c/modcloth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-6223019361377206458</id><published>2009-04-21T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T09:27:32.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I wish I could afford....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/Se6dtJOjyHI/AAAAAAAAABo/XXZk-IvUUP4/s1600-h/petal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/Se6dtJOjyHI/AAAAAAAAABo/XXZk-IvUUP4/s320/petal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327368808122534002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These beauties I found while looking through the Neiman Marcus website, I know I like to tease myself. But it was  love at first sight and I'm seriously thinking about  starving myself just to afford these $995 Christian Louboutin sandals, that should take about 5 yrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-6223019361377206458?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/6223019361377206458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=6223019361377206458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/6223019361377206458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/6223019361377206458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/04/thing-i-wish-i-could-afford.html' title='Things I wish I could afford....'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/Se6dtJOjyHI/AAAAAAAAABo/XXZk-IvUUP4/s72-c/petal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-7593333272119534766</id><published>2009-04-21T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:23:12.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long day at work, had to fold sooo many shirts. But all is well thanks to......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/Se6aA_uMWYI/AAAAAAAAABg/6q8GYTlBPBg/s1600-h/adam-lambert-american-idol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/Se6aA_uMWYI/AAAAAAAAABg/6q8GYTlBPBg/s320/adam-lambert-american-idol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327364751121734018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/Se6ZGj4ELqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/LVgRjq95T74/s1600-h/Adam+Lambert+American+Idol+drag+gay+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/Se6ZGj4ELqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/LVgRjq95T74/s320/Adam+Lambert+American+Idol+drag+gay+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327363747214536354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I still love looking at these pictures...but anyways.... Adam Lambert was beyond brilliant. Lets be honest everyone needs to pack there bags and go the fuck home because no one is as good as my&lt;br /&gt;Disco queen  Adam. And LiL rounds needs to be the one sent home, like 5 weeks ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-7593333272119534766?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/7593333272119534766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=7593333272119534766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/7593333272119534766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/7593333272119534766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/04/long-day-at-work-had-to-fold-sooo-many.html' title='Long day at work, had to fold sooo many shirts. But all is well thanks to......'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/Se6aA_uMWYI/AAAAAAAAABg/6q8GYTlBPBg/s72-c/adam-lambert-american-idol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-4163954341976108849</id><published>2009-04-21T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T07:52:40.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DAMN</title><content type='html'>Woke up today 45 min before my class started and realized I had 2 assignments due today. I had done, none.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-4163954341976108849?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/4163954341976108849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=4163954341976108849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/4163954341976108849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/4163954341976108849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/04/damn.html' title='DAMN'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-4266992936245196408</id><published>2009-04-20T19:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T23:32:25.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I wish I could afford.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/Se0tQ8CzKiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/yq9dfccvwmM/s1600-h/gorge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/Se0tQ8CzKiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/yq9dfccvwmM/s320/gorge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326963703268190754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Readers, meet One Of Elie Saab's gorgeous creation's from his Fall 2009 collection&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-4266992936245196408?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/4266992936245196408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=4266992936245196408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/4266992936245196408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/4266992936245196408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/04/things-i-wish-i-could-afford.html' title='Things I wish I could afford.....'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/Se0tQ8CzKiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/yq9dfccvwmM/s72-c/gorge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-4226520828762402645</id><published>2009-04-20T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:26:06.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FAST = Family and Schools Together</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11;"  &gt;I just got back from volunteering with the FAST program and only 4 more weeks to go. Anyone who knows me knows I’m not the greatest with kids, they kind of annoy me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have yet to open up with any of the kids, which sucks because I am there to help them not look at them and wish they would go talk to someone else, sorry. When my boyfriend and I babysit my nephews, I take two Benadryl’s and crash, while he builds a “fort” for them, but they are the only kids I can stand. My boyfriend and I had the kid talk and I say “no” while he says “yes”, but we will cross that line some other time, that should be fun. Seriously, I at least want one of those kids to know my damn name by the end of the program. And the parents, most of them only know Spanish. DAMN. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Which is my other goal, learn Spanish, I’m tired of the “your Hispanic and don’t know any Spanish” line.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Usually I roll my eyes and whisper to myself “get over it” but this isn’t work I’m volunteering, and I do feel like I’m doing them a disservice. &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/40048630373626846-4226520828762402645?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/4226520828762402645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=4226520828762402645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/4226520828762402645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/4226520828762402645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/04/fast-family-and-schools-together.html' title='FAST = Family and Schools Together'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40048630373626846.post-7750066438353422606</id><published>2009-04-19T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T23:00:20.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hmmmm what can I write about myself…..truthfully I got nothing right now. It’s 12:29 A.M. and yes I can do this another time when I have fresh ideas, but I won’t. Anyways, my name is April and no my birthday is not in April. I guess my mom just looked at a calendar when they asked her for my name, haha you know its true mom. I’m attending college and I work at a T-shirt store, yeah not exactly my dream job but hey I got to pay bills somehow. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I will be writing a lot about work on here because I think my boyfriend, family, and friends have heard enough of my bitching. My boyfriend once told me I sounded like Al Bundy and instead of “A fat women came in today…” I say “A stupid tourist came in today…” and then you can’t shut me up. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I loooove fashion and Lucille ball, and usually shop way out of my means. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I’m a true pessimist with really bad luck; which is why I would never gamble or bungee jump. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Well that’s enough for now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/40048630373626846-7750066438353422606?l=dailyapril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/feeds/7750066438353422606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=40048630373626846&amp;postID=7750066438353422606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/7750066438353422606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/40048630373626846/posts/default/7750066438353422606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dailyapril.blogspot.com/2009/04/meeting-me.html' title='Meeting Me'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04256631537042956777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JM8RzLSc32M/ShI1pb6c7AI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hf6FYLkmDs4/S220/2009_0209project0002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
