<?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-18871549</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:45:59.383+11:00</updated><title type='text'>always from the side</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysfromtheside.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18871549/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysfromtheside.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Michaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17294497882384875434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/1857/320/phb.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18871549.post-6957665409153950657</id><published>2006-12-08T00:08:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T00:11:51.648+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Work Work</title><content type='html'>work work work.... it's never ending.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18871549-6957665409153950657?l=alwaysfromtheside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysfromtheside.blogspot.com/feeds/6957665409153950657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18871549&amp;postID=6957665409153950657' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18871549/posts/default/6957665409153950657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18871549/posts/default/6957665409153950657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysfromtheside.blogspot.com/2006/12/work-work-work.html' title='Work Work Work'/><author><name>Michaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17294497882384875434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/1857/320/phb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18871549.post-115124859024226841</id><published>2006-06-26T01:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T01:18:10.943+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Where do you draw the line?</title><content type='html'>So....&lt;br /&gt;I had a fight with my boyfriend of 4 yrs today.....&lt;br /&gt;about a conflict of interest religion.....&lt;br /&gt;i've converted to his religion to make him happy and i've always been curious about his faith and i see there is nothing wrong with it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However.... i have a confort zone... i'm a bit of a quite person liking to keep to myself and am not overly outgoing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He likes to PUSH my boundaries...&lt;br /&gt;He likes me to go where i don't want to go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's reigious group are having a camping trip thing and he wants me to go... he INSISTS i should go... he's FORCING ME TO GO... because he thinks it's good for my self esteem and making new friends etc.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I consider camping with strangers for 3 days outside my comfort zone... i dont want to go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that when i'm forced to do something i get bitchy...&lt;br /&gt;and when i'm forced to be somewhere to get to know people i shrink back....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am anti social i like the friends i have and i frankly dont really care if i don't make anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my boyfriend thinks other wise.. he thinks that if we are to get married we should have common interests and seek to travel in the same path....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he thinks that by me being anti social i'm being a coward and i should learn to grow up and act like an adult....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i learn to grow out of my comfort zone? or should i stay as i am and if our relationship doesn't work then it wasnt ment to be..,.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18871549-115124859024226841?l=alwaysfromtheside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysfromtheside.blogspot.com/feeds/115124859024226841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18871549&amp;postID=115124859024226841' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18871549/posts/default/115124859024226841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18871549/posts/default/115124859024226841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysfromtheside.blogspot.com/2006/06/where-do-you-draw-line.html' title='Where do you draw the line?'/><author><name>Michaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17294497882384875434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/1857/320/phb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18871549.post-114269253035407187</id><published>2006-03-19T00:37:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T00:55:04.200+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Consumers have no idea.....</title><content type='html'>I am a consumer....&lt;br /&gt;i buy things for the sake of buying... not because i "need" it but because i want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But doesn't every girl do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i am studying full time and cannot work more than 15hrs per week i have had a long line of retail jobs to fill the "non-uni going days"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The jobs that i've had are 90% retail and i have to say... being a consumer and dealing with consumers is a different ball game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure sales assistants have laughed at stupid things that i've said after i've left the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The retail positions i've had have all been in high end fashion boutiques..... Maybe the richer you the smaller your brain i don't know but damn... some people are so... well... hmm... dumb....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example. While working for a designer brand (won't name the brand but they are famous for their brown/tan monogram handbags) I've had hmm strange customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario 1:&lt;br /&gt;Customer 1: Is this leather?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes it is&lt;br /&gt;Customer 1: Is this a "blah (the designer's name)" bag?&lt;br /&gt;ME: umm yes... &lt;br /&gt;Me (thinking in my head): well.... u're standing in the HIS store OF COURSE IT"S his design! it's like standing in the Prada boutique and asking "Is this a Prada bag?" and the bag has PRADA written ALL OVER IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario 2:&lt;br /&gt;Customer 2 (girl asks her boyfriend): Baby i want to try this necklace on.. can you put it on me....&lt;br /&gt;The Boyfriend: Sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then stands behind her with one end of the necklace in eachhand and FLIPS it over her head. The way you would flip a skipping rope if you were to jump over it. The sharp charm on the necklace STABS her in the eye....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer 2 (the girl): YOU IDIOT WHY DID YOU DO THAT&lt;br /&gt;She's covering her eye with her hand and tears are slowing forming... she continues to verbally abuse him for a while and he just stands there not knowing what he did wrong.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario 4: The Call Centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working in a recruitment call centre and taking calls from people who:&lt;br /&gt;A: live in the country/outback&lt;br /&gt;B: Want to work in a supermarket&lt;br /&gt;C: have an IQ of next to nothing&lt;br /&gt;D: Answer to an advertisment which states "no experience necessary"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can be an interesting experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you the process....&lt;br /&gt;1. The applicant calls us.&lt;br /&gt;2. We ask them a series of questions.&lt;br /&gt;3. If they pass they move on to the next round which is a proper telephone interview.&lt;br /&gt;4. We book in an interview time and day which is the most convenient for the applicant.&lt;br /&gt;5. We tell the applicant to expect a CALL from the interviewer 30mins prior to and after the set time as other interviews done on that day maybe running early or late.&lt;br /&gt;6. After we have booked them in for the telephone interview we give them a client number which is a reference number the need in case they need to call us back and re-book the telephone interview to another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... not so hard right??? WRONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these people have to do is sit on their ass and WAIT for the interviewer to call them on the number they want to be called on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Applicant 1:&lt;br /&gt;Applicant 1 somehow found the headoffice of the suppermarket chain because he thought it was a face-to-face interview. He got there at the date and time of the TELEPHONE interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he arrived at the head office he found that there was no one there (Because it after hours) this is what happened.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caller 1: Hi.. i am supposed ta have an interview at your office and no one is here. i've punched my number client number in the keypad on side of the door here and it won't open. (When he is refering to the "keypad on the side of the door" it is actually the security swipe keypad which has numbers on it which activates/deactivates the alarm system for the building).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sir... it's actually a telephone interview so you don't have to go and meet the interviewer he/she will call you. Is your interview booked in for today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Applicant 1: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: what time was the interview?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Applicant 1: 6.30 (the time was 6.45)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Which number did you give us to call you on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Applicant 1: My house number&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: well... the interviewer would have caller your house around 6.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apllicant 1: SH**!! (Hangs up the phone probably running home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call Centre Situation 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interview calls the applicant and asks if he has time to take the 20min  phone interview. Applicant replies sure....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid way though the interview the interviewer hears a "loud fart sound" to which the applicant exclaimed "AHHH WHAT A RIPPER!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caller Centre Situation 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interview calls the applicant.&lt;br /&gt;Applicant's friend answers the phone the interviewer asks to speak to the applicant (lets call him Bob).&lt;br /&gt;Bob's friend says QUOTE "Bob's being chased by the coppers (police) right now can he call you back?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm i'm sure Bob will get the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are REAL situations! i'm not joking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i've diverged from consumers to job applicants.. OOPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the topic....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working in expensive boutiques we deal with alot of hmmm.... "precious" people or people who think they're just MADE OF MONEY.... mind you i'm sure some of them are..... but usually the people who are MADE of MONEY who are driven to our store in a limo and are literally dripping in diamonds are the nicest and don't verbally boast about their wealth~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had one client who declared she was the 12th richest woman in Australia....???????? WHAT THE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another who stated quote "I have a large account balance, so much  money in there i think i should spend some of it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others who demand we clean their jewellery because their friends pushed her into the pool with it on and now they are all dirty...&lt;br /&gt;She wanted us to CLEAN IT FOR FREE! (We usually charge for that service per item and she had 6 pieces). it's not our fault she fell into the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to our company's strict customer service policy i'm not permitted to kick these people in the butt....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i wish i could.... damn....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18871549-114269253035407187?l=alwaysfromtheside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysfromtheside.blogspot.com/feeds/114269253035407187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18871549&amp;postID=114269253035407187' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18871549/posts/default/114269253035407187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18871549/posts/default/114269253035407187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysfromtheside.blogspot.com/2006/03/consumers-have-no-idea_19.html' title='Consumers have no idea.....'/><author><name>Michaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17294497882384875434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/1857/320/phb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18871549.post-114191171559834804</id><published>2006-03-10T00:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T00:52:01.523+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Mix it up baby!</title><content type='html'>ok! I am not the most experienced drinker.... i drink the boring stufff.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gin and tonic --&gt; too dry &lt;br /&gt;vodka lemon lime--&gt; yum&lt;br /&gt;vodka orange--&gt; boring&lt;br /&gt;Quick F#$%--&gt; too strong&lt;br /&gt;Johnny walker--&gt; hate the stuff&lt;br /&gt;a few sips of beer--&gt; hate it more&lt;br /&gt;tequilla--&gt; my poison&lt;br /&gt;tequilla sunrise--&gt; too strong&lt;br /&gt;midori lemonade--&gt; sweettt&lt;br /&gt;midori and milk--&gt; tastes like ice cream&lt;br /&gt;various chocolate cocktails--&gt; yummm&lt;br /&gt;various fruit cocktails--&gt; prefer the chocolate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.... i've just looked back on my list of drinks....&lt;br /&gt;and writing them all down makes me sound like an alchoholic....&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;please note... that all these drinks were not drunk at the same time... and/or on the same night.... well some were... but not all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm meeting up with some friends tomorrow night for a few drinks&lt;br /&gt;any recommendations....? keeping in mind i'm a girl and i don't like beer nor do i like anything on the "rocks" or any sort of food with "rocks".... might break some teeth... sorry bad joke...&lt;br /&gt;ok.... moving on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH i have that song from the movie "The Sweetest Thing" starring Cameron Diaz and Christina Applegate in my head... "do you like pina coladasss.. and walking in the rain" the one that they sing when they are half naked standing next to their car.... it's driving me mental....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18871549-114191171559834804?l=alwaysfromtheside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysfromtheside.blogspot.com/feeds/114191171559834804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18871549&amp;postID=114191171559834804' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18871549/posts/default/114191171559834804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18871549/posts/default/114191171559834804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysfromtheside.blogspot.com/2006/03/mix-it-up-baby.html' title='Mix it up baby!'/><author><name>Michaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17294497882384875434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/1857/320/phb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18871549.post-114097246742092018</id><published>2006-02-27T03:31:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T03:47:47.433+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Different kinds of People...</title><content type='html'>There are millions and millions of people in the world~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there are just a few personality types that i don't understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type 1. The Bossy Kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a strong believer in that if you can do something yourself DO IT!&lt;br /&gt;don't get others to do it for you! move those legs and arms and pick up that tray, open that door and get your own coffee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do perfectly normal workers suddenly become God's gift to men/women as soon as they are promoted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, people who become managers/supervisors are the lazy ones who pick on people to do their jobs and boss everyone around to "appear" to have leadership ability..... but in actual case they are just plain BOSSY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type 2. The Kind of people who are proud of their "natural features"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a strange world these days ladies and gentlemen where people are getting nose, boobs, lips, ears, legs, cheek and all over body jobs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most common type of plastic surgery done in korea (south) is the double eye lid surgery. SOOO many people have done it that it's not even considered plastic surgery anymore....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You even get group discounts when you go with your friends.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think getting that done is all good and well~ except if you lie and say it's "natural" u can still see the stitch lines in your eyes for goodness sake~&lt;br /&gt;I HATE THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when they continue to brag about how big their eyes are... the funny thing is~ that particular surgery leave scar lines on the eye lid which serve as the crease which forms the "double eye lid" feature~&lt;br /&gt;When people get it done they try their best not to close their eyes for a long time so that others wont see that line.... so dumb....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type 3. Gross old men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can i say..... i dont like gross old men who check girls out...&lt;br /&gt;look them up and down have a satisfied grin on their face.&lt;br /&gt;especially if they make comments~&lt;br /&gt;that's just disgusting....&lt;br /&gt;Especially construction workers i have to say they are the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type 4. People who don't know how they smell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type. 5 The person who takes my last chocolate dipped stawberry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww~ :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Type 6. Back stabbing friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have to say are the worst kind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18871549-114097246742092018?l=alwaysfromtheside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysfromtheside.blogspot.com/feeds/114097246742092018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18871549&amp;postID=114097246742092018' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18871549/posts/default/114097246742092018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18871549/posts/default/114097246742092018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysfromtheside.blogspot.com/2006/02/different-kinds-of-people.html' title='Different kinds of People...'/><author><name>Michaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17294497882384875434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/1857/320/phb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18871549.post-113172607834776407</id><published>2005-11-12T22:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T03:23:59.896+11:00</updated><title type='text'>bloggy things</title><content type='html'>i've just visited some other blog sites and decided to start my own.&lt;br /&gt;decided not to tell my friends i've got one for some reason and see how we go~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm guessing that this is like a diary? full of thoughts~ and comments about life, love, food and anything else you can think of~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, some things about me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#e1e1e1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#e1e1e1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/blue.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are dependable, popular, and observant.Deep and thoughtful, you are prone to moodiness.In fact, your emotions tend to influence everything you do.&lt;br /&gt;You are unique, creative, and expressive.You don't mind waving your freak flag every once and a while.And lucky for you, most people find your weird ways charming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;The&lt;/a&gt; World's Shortest Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Popular Kid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whowereyouinhighschoolquiz/popular.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In high school, everyone knew your name - even if you didn't know theirs.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, your still skating by on your looks and charm. Nothing wrong with that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Who&lt;/a&gt; Were You In High School?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Ideal Relationship is Marriage&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/marriage.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You've dated enough to know what you want.And that's marriage - with the right person.You're serious about settling down some time soon.Even if you haven't met the person you want to get hitched to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Ideal Relationship?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee5de;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Sleeping Position Says&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#fff5ee;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are secretly sensitive, but you often put up a front.&lt;br /&gt;Shy and private, you yearn for security.&lt;br /&gt;You take relationships slowly.&lt;br /&gt;You need lots of reassurances before you can trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Does Your Sleeping Position Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#f0fff0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 20 Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f8fff8"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/cake.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.&lt;br /&gt;13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!&lt;br /&gt;40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Age Do You Act?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How You Are In Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/rose.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You fall in love quickly and easily. And very often.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to take more than give in relationships.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to get very attached when you're with someone. You want to see your love all the time.&lt;br /&gt;You love your partner unconditionally and don't try to make them change.&lt;br /&gt;You are fickle and tend to fall out of love easily. You bounce from romance to romance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Are You In Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mariah Carey Shares Your Taste in Music&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whichmusiciansharesyourtasteinmusicquiz/mariah-carey.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/click?id=CkIfgYlVpZA&amp;offerid=78941.462765443&amp;amp;amp;amp;type=10&amp;amp;subid"&gt;See her whole playlist here (iTunes required)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Which&lt;/a&gt; Musician (or Group) Shares Your Taste in Music?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#b9d3ee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How You Life Your Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c6e2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdoyouliveyourlifequiz/faces.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You have a good sense of self control and hate to show weakness.You are always tactful and diplomatic. You let people down gently.You prefer a variety of friends and tend to change friends quickly.You tend to dream big, but you worry that your dreams aren't attainable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Do You Live Your Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18871549-113172607834776407?l=alwaysfromtheside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysfromtheside.blogspot.com/feeds/113172607834776407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18871549&amp;postID=113172607834776407' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18871549/posts/default/113172607834776407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18871549/posts/default/113172607834776407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysfromtheside.blogspot.com/2005/11/bloggy-things.html' title='bloggy things'/><author><name>Michaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17294497882384875434</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/331/1857/320/phb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
