<?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-8821367518693167249</id><updated>2012-01-22T13:43:54.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>athazagoraphobia...</title><subtitle type='html'>...the fear of being forgotten.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-4554151910150701291</id><published>2012-01-22T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T13:43:54.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'We Found Love... over, and over again...'</title><content type='html'>To people who actually keep up with my blog, I apologize... I have been neglecting the blog pretty much since September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's mainly because I've been all over, and when I am home, my bed is just SOOOO comfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sit in bed right now - listening to 'It's All Coming Back To Me' by Celine, I might add - in a failed attempt to clean my room, I figured I might as well attempt a blog post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Z5XrZNhq7IQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeh, in summary... I'm kind of over Boston. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my friends, and at times my job / coworkers, but yeh, it just isn't doing it for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself gone EVERY weekend - like no joke, this is my first weekend in Boston since Dec. 11th... and I wasn't even in town the two weekends before that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New York, Miami, Bahamas, St. Thomas, St. Marteen, Grand Turk, San Juan.... I think I'm also just addicted to traveling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is all about experiences. Money is whatever to me. I'd gladly spend an entire paycheck on a trip to the Caribbean with my 10 favorite people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish everyone had that mentality. I work, such that I can spend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more trips to come : Aruba, Ultra, and Burning Man are already pretty much lined up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoL, let's just hope I get my bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do need to figure out what I want to do in the long-term.... am I still even pre-Med? Am I going to find a way to move to Miami?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah... I'll figure it out later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miami is looking more and more for me with every visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CELINE is killing right now. This song is so epically amazing. :) But 'Take Care' is still "our song". :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EWuh73ReGuc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I finally saw The Notebook.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-4554151910150701291?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/4554151910150701291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2012/01/we-found-love-over-and-over-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/4554151910150701291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/4554151910150701291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2012/01/we-found-love-over-and-over-again.html' title='&apos;We Found Love... over, and over again...&apos;'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Z5XrZNhq7IQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-6041103138822304688</id><published>2011-11-11T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T11:40:53.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'All Things Beautiful'</title><content type='html'>This post is well overdue, but better late than never:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;h2&gt;'All Things Beautiful'&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fall 2011&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a dedication to all things for which I am thankful for as I wrap up Fall 2011...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Travel&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most beautiful cities.&lt;i&gt; I have been able to travel so much, and for free. Since August, I've been to Paris twice, Prague, and Zurich... as well as camping in the Adirondacks, Halloween in Key West, work trip to Houston, and Thanksgiving in ATL. The world is, beautiful.&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Dance&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most beautiful artform.&lt;i&gt; Continuing with dance - particularly with such a crazy travel schedule - has been challenging. But it has been well worth everything. Winning the first World of Dance Boston with CONcept ARTists was both a very surreal moment, but also a motivator that its all worth it. I hope to continue with dance for as long as I can, because it honestly gives me sanity. Dance is, beautiful.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Music&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most beautiful sounds.&lt;i&gt; I love music. It gets me through everything. Rihanna's new album just came out, and it is fantastic. I dunno what it is about music that can control my mood so easily, and change me so abruptly. Music is, beautiful.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Friends &amp; Family&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most beautiful people.&lt;i&gt; There is no explanation needed for this one. Just going through my facebook photos from the Fall makes me realize how lucky and blessed I am. I love my family - including my friends who are my family. They make it all worth it, and to be honest, I'd give everything up to just be surrounded by the people who matter most for the rest of my time on this earth. MY FAMILY is BEAUTIFUL.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Life is, &lt;i&gt;beautiful.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-6041103138822304688?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/6041103138822304688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2011/11/all-things-beautiful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/6041103138822304688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/6041103138822304688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2011/11/all-things-beautiful.html' title='&apos;All Things Beautiful&apos;'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-1294469029426854205</id><published>2011-09-09T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T17:11:04.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prague.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X8b_OW0h95M/TmqrA1lXGdI/AAAAAAAAAFM/MiQSDjcuFzI/s1600/325440_10101091464667930_7956047_72563126_5844168_o%25281%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X8b_OW0h95M/TmqrA1lXGdI/AAAAAAAAAFM/MiQSDjcuFzI/s320/325440_10101091464667930_7956047_72563126_5844168_o%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650516713361840594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_kQRpJ29jWc/TmqrAm1b0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/454FysTL5p0/s1600/336613_10101091464657950_7956047_72563125_323531_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_kQRpJ29jWc/TmqrAm1b0WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/454FysTL5p0/s320/336613_10101091464657950_7956047_72563125_323531_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650516709402726754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6luo03E5RPc/TmqrAVVfOeI/AAAAAAAAAE8/n_tOfG7zjoU/s1600/330166_10101091464618030_7956047_72563123_6982179_o%25281%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6luo03E5RPc/TmqrAVVfOeI/AAAAAAAAAE8/n_tOfG7zjoU/s320/330166_10101091464618030_7956047_72563123_6982179_o%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650516704705329634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tG3NfEH5fyQ/TmqrAx9jhoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/lfY7zL8NOZw/s1600/320431_271088112919939_100000562583751_1059081_4212414_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tG3NfEH5fyQ/TmqrAx9jhoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/lfY7zL8NOZw/s320/320431_271088112919939_100000562583751_1059081_4212414_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650516712389576322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Let's just say, I cried when I left for the airport. &lt;3 Europe &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More &lt;a href="http://animoto.com/play/6tEEMt9p33VonL0xOBcuQA"&gt;Pics&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-1294469029426854205?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/1294469029426854205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2011/09/prague.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/1294469029426854205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/1294469029426854205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2011/09/prague.html' title='Prague.'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X8b_OW0h95M/TmqrA1lXGdI/AAAAAAAAAFM/MiQSDjcuFzI/s72-c/325440_10101091464667930_7956047_72563126_5844168_o%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-3743991702556607138</id><published>2011-08-22T16:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T16:43:56.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'Save The World Tonight' - Swedish House Mafia</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="210" height="175" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4F5Da3SYMaI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it's just a bad case of the Monday's, or if my subconscious was just down, irritable, and flat out self-defeatist today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's difficult never knowing if each choice that you make is the right one. And at times, it's impossible to have the foresight to predict the best move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't life be straight forward? predictable? or even just &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;fair&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have to blame all the recent (but amazing) emo things that I have been witnessing lately - 'Rise of The Planet of the Apes', '&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Hunger_Games"&gt;Hunger Games&lt;/a&gt;', '&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r_8ydghbGSg"&gt;Skyscraper&lt;/a&gt;',etc. - which all tell the story (in their own way) of how much letting someone into your heart more often than not ends in it getting broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ugh.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;'You can take everything I have, you can break everything I am...&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm made of glass, like I'm made of paper...'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-3743991702556607138?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/3743991702556607138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2011/08/save-world-tonight-swedish-house-mafia.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/3743991702556607138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/3743991702556607138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2011/08/save-world-tonight-swedish-house-mafia.html' title='&apos;Save The World Tonight&apos; - Swedish House Mafia'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/4F5Da3SYMaI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-151508635878149160</id><published>2011-07-27T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T11:18:48.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>beautifully. imperfect.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nw0s4C0g5SM?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nw0s4C0g5SM?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="250" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ybxNkpS5q-g" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...speechless...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-151508635878149160?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/151508635878149160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2011/07/beautifully-imperfect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/151508635878149160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/151508635878149160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2011/07/beautifully-imperfect.html' title='beautifully. imperfect.'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ybxNkpS5q-g/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-5568320202123501942</id><published>2011-07-26T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T08:52:31.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes...</title><content type='html'>Today is my one year with ADL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironic, because as I left the office at 12:10AM last night - I didn't even realize that surviving until midnight warranted the need for much celebration and reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much has changed/happened in my life over the past 365 days. But definitely for the better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a new person almost... but I don't want this to stop my progress in the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tend to always let nostalgia get the best of me, dwelling in memories of "the good ole' days" far, far too regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read a scripture on Sunday that reminded me that the best days of my life are yet to come, and that I must continue to remind myself of that... even if I have to write it on a post-it note and hang it from my computer monitor at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="360" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/x8iTeDl_Wug" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news : Summer '11 has been much different than Summer '10... but I have loved every moment of it so far. If only Boston were always like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. If the US economy defaults next week, this may very well be my last blog post before I move to Japan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-5568320202123501942?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/5568320202123501942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2011/07/five-hundred-twenty-five-thousand-six.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/5568320202123501942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/5568320202123501942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2011/07/five-hundred-twenty-five-thousand-six.html' title='five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes...'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/x8iTeDl_Wug/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-3143470292311903763</id><published>2011-07-05T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T05:43:33.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I Was Here" - Beyonce</title><content type='html'>Beautiful:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="360" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6Cf6WDhCMhQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past two weeks have been like therapy for my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I was probably the happiest I've been all summer - and it was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer 2011, you are full of surprises. I'm excited to see what else you have in store for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="360" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/y0qz8f7RA7g" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I just want them to know,&lt;br /&gt;That I gave my all, did my best,&lt;br /&gt;Brought someone to happiness,&lt;br /&gt;Left this world a little better just because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was here..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers, I'll drink to that. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-3143470292311903763?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/3143470292311903763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-was-here-beyonce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/3143470292311903763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/3143470292311903763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-was-here-beyonce.html' title='&quot;I Was Here&quot; - Beyonce'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/6Cf6WDhCMhQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-8984084010062728823</id><published>2011-06-06T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T08:58:38.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Summer. Finally.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5O-y-7FzL3k/TfjVAWSGWBI/AAAAAAAAAD0/c6tp_juKup4/s1600/251756_659630438158_707847_34496059_1215160_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 196px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5O-y-7FzL3k/TfjVAWSGWBI/AAAAAAAAAD0/c6tp_juKup4/s320/251756_659630438158_707847_34496059_1215160_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618474737102903314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since my last post, life kicked into full-gear for quite some time. The main highlights being:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA/SFO Trip to see the siblings - Kamo, Ayaboe, and Lynne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.18 @ Myrtle Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=di4QL1LyPdo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'CONcept Artists'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty-three. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's interesting, because I feel like I've drastically increased the amount of time I spend with the people I care about, and the passion I care about (dance) - but have been struggling to balance all of that with work. Though, I have survived thus far - and World Of Dance is over, and no more significant trips out of Boston until July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to buckle down in June - perhaps tone down the social Jason, def.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now how to cheaply get ahold of those GMAT books. *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-8984084010062728823?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/8984084010062728823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-summer-finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/8984084010062728823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/8984084010062728823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-summer-finally.html' title='It&apos;s Summer. Finally.'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5O-y-7FzL3k/TfjVAWSGWBI/AAAAAAAAAD0/c6tp_juKup4/s72-c/251756_659630438158_707847_34496059_1215160_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-6407836429712564733</id><published>2011-04-19T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T17:45:28.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't lose who you are...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="320" height="195" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Q_pnFhFjNtY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I get so caught up in life, and the day-to-day... that I forget the bigger picture, the long-term &lt;s&gt;goals&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;aspirations&lt;/s&gt; &lt;b&gt;expectations&lt;/b&gt; I have for &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q_pnFhFjNtY"&gt;&lt;b&gt;myself&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get distracted by things and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9YbEtfJryXA&amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;b&gt;people &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; who are unimportant or insignificant in my life, left accepting the status quo. I can do better than the status quo. I know I can do better. I can exceed all expectations I have for myself - as high as they may be. I just need to refocus, aim for the stars... and earn my seat among the constellations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the next five years, I hope to accomplish all that I accomplished in the past five and more. I will get into an MD/MBA program... I will grow as a dancer... a professional...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will grow as a human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will; Watch me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Inspirational Links of the Week - 'How It Ends' SYTYCD and 'Who You Are' - Jessie J)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-6407836429712564733?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/6407836429712564733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2011/04/just-be-true-to-who-you-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/6407836429712564733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/6407836429712564733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2011/04/just-be-true-to-who-you-are.html' title='Don&apos;t lose who you are...'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Q_pnFhFjNtY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-7321286196709116242</id><published>2011-03-07T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T18:11:09.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>March Forward...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CIoeolHU4n4/TXWPeKgZssI/AAAAAAAAADg/2QYqye-_qWk/s1600/189814_1655352025131_1276980316_31605537_2792794_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CIoeolHU4n4/TXWPeKgZssI/AAAAAAAAADg/2QYqye-_qWk/s320/189814_1655352025131_1276980316_31605537_2792794_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581525061574701762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After three weeks of binge clubbing, tons of sushi, new clothing, and numerous rebounds... I realize that indulgence is only a temporary fix to one's problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It suddenly hit me this past weekend that - although I thought I was having the best post-'you' recovery ever - I was just ignoring the root issue, the cause of my unhappiness all together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it was the &lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/i_love_adele_tshirt-235964638137008479"&gt;Adele&lt;/a&gt; binge, or the &lt;a href="http://www.ted.com/talks"&gt;TEDTalks&lt;/a&gt; marathons in-front of my computer screen... or this &lt;a href="http://www.cbsnews.com/video/watch/?id=7358670n&amp;tag=contentMain%3BcontentAux"&gt;60 Minutes special&lt;/a&gt; I just watched...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, somehow or another, I came to conclusion at some point that life isn't just absurdly complicated, but it's also extremely f%#@ed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More importantly, that's ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just have to roll with the punches, and 'accept the good'. (Juandi, I miss you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February was an awesome month, full of fun and crazy... and now for a month of focus and continued personal development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the words of Ovid - via Celine Yang : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Perfer et obdura, dolor hic tibi proderit olim.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Be patient and tough; someday this pain will be useful to you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-7321286196709116242?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/7321286196709116242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2011/03/march-forward.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/7321286196709116242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/7321286196709116242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2011/03/march-forward.html' title='March Forward...'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CIoeolHU4n4/TXWPeKgZssI/AAAAAAAAADg/2QYqye-_qWk/s72-c/189814_1655352025131_1276980316_31605537_2792794_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-5232492379935596644</id><published>2011-02-13T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T16:14:19.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="320" height="195" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/t5XNWFw5HVw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understand why..&lt;br /&gt;See it's burning me to hold onto this&lt;br /&gt;I know this is something I gotta do&lt;br /&gt;But that don't mean I want to&lt;br /&gt;What I'm trying to say is that I-love-you I just&lt;br /&gt;I feel like this is coming to an end&lt;br /&gt;And its better for me to let it go now than hold on and hurt you&lt;br /&gt;I gotta let it burn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna burn for me to say this&lt;br /&gt;But it's coming from my heart&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time coming&lt;br /&gt;But we done been fell apart&lt;br /&gt;Really wanna work this out&lt;br /&gt;But I don't think ya gonna change ya&lt;br /&gt;I do but you don't&lt;br /&gt;Think it's best we go our separate ways&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why I should stay in this relationship&lt;br /&gt;When I'm hurting baby, I ain't happy baby&lt;br /&gt;Plus there's so many other things I gotta deal with&lt;br /&gt;I think that you should let it burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your feeling ain't the same and your body don't want to&lt;br /&gt;But you know gotta let it go cause the party ain't jumpin' like it used to&lt;br /&gt;Even though this might bruise you&lt;br /&gt;Let it burn&lt;br /&gt;Let it burn&lt;br /&gt;Gotta let it burn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down you know it's best for yourself but you&lt;br /&gt;Hate the thought of her being with someone else&lt;br /&gt;But you know that it's over&lt;br /&gt;You know that it was through&lt;br /&gt;Let it burn&lt;br /&gt;Let it burn&lt;br /&gt;Gotta let it burn...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-5232492379935596644?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/5232492379935596644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2011/02/burn-usher.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/5232492379935596644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/5232492379935596644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2011/02/burn-usher.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day...'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/t5XNWFw5HVw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-6291244230789227689</id><published>2011-01-31T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T17:54:20.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Daydreamer' - Adele</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="440" height="260" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Vb3a7-S3ixc" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a daydreamer... always aspiring... rarely appeased... disheartened by my lack of excellence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is true in most aspects of my life: my career, my dancing, my relationships... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past month of work + ABDC tryouts + consistent wandering eyes has made me realize that I have no idea what I want. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually no, that is false. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it seems as though I will never be satisfied, and will forever remain just a daydreamer... at least until I find that one thing that makes me forget about everything else... that one career, hobby, individual that makes everything else seem unimportant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le Sigh. Keone and Mariel, this is most beautifully staged dance I've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathtaking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS. So much &lt;3love&lt;3 to Potter7.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-6291244230789227689?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/6291244230789227689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2011/01/daydreamer-adele.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/6291244230789227689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/6291244230789227689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2011/01/daydreamer-adele.html' title='&apos;Daydreamer&apos; - Adele'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Vb3a7-S3ixc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-4578324605532721083</id><published>2011-01-01T23:15:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T07:42:58.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Top Ten of Twenty-Ten</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt; 10. An Awesome Last Semester at MIT:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation was by far the most bitter&lt;b&gt;SWEET&lt;/b&gt; event of 2010. But it was time to move on a new phase of life, just in time for a new decade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="305"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HfRuZhPatC4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/HfRuZhPatC4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="305"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; 9. Trips! &lt;/b&gt; - Turkey, Greece, Mexico. I LOVE traveling, and hope to get to travel as much in 2011!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; 8. A Summer of Dance, Fun, and (re-)New(-ed) Friendships. &lt;/b&gt; Summer really helped me get a grasp for life in Boston post-MIT. It was awesome to let loose a little before settling down into 'adult life'. Everytime I look at the pictures from this summer, I smile. It was sooo epic. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="192"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FE7UdiIFC8k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/FE7UdiIFC8k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="192"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; 7. MY FIRST APARTMENT.&lt;/b&gt; I &lt;3 it! Right in the heart of Boston the location is PERFECT. I have to say that I made a good decision to live with the N*****-Be-Livin crew in The Greenhouse. - as the roommates refer to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. 2010 Firsts: Skydiving! Tattoo! &lt;/b&gt; Laugh, Love, Live, Dance. &lt;i&gt;Forever&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. (Pesca/Vege)-tarianism....&lt;/b&gt; lol... who would have ever thought?!... but I think this diet is for the best!... I'd be so FAT if I kept my former diet definitely. Now to start exercising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Arthur D. Little &lt;/b&gt;. ADL has been a quick learning experience into the realm of consulting. Regardless of how long I stay with the company, I have learned to love my office, the people in it, and the industry itself. ADL was a good choice for entering into the world of business, and I'm thankful to have made the decision to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Thanksgiving in Manhattan!&lt;/b&gt; Family. Friends. NYC! It was one of the best Thanksgivings I can remember, no lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. NYE on South Beach! &lt;/b&gt; Usher concert, Heat game, Shopping, Dining, and Pretty People! Miami is my CITY! Thank you J.Zhou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Oh Na Na... &lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="192"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U0CGsw6h60k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/U0CGsw6h60k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="192"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'...I really wanna see if you can go a long time with guy like me...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;2011 RESOLUTION:&lt;/h2&gt; Continue Improving + Striving for more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Gym&lt;br /&gt;-Dance&lt;br /&gt;-Budget&lt;br /&gt;-Move to MIAMI!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-4578324605532721083?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/4578324605532721083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2011/01/top-ten-of-twenty-ten.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/4578324605532721083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/4578324605532721083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2011/01/top-ten-of-twenty-ten.html' title='The Top Ten of Twenty-Ten'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-3481226924943656892</id><published>2010-12-12T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T17:12:40.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'I wanna run with the wild horses....'</title><content type='html'>I took a 'Me'-day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt amazing. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm finally able to take the lead in my new life, after months of trying to hang on to the reins in this crazy horse race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny tho. As soon as I begin to settle, I immediately begin to look to the future. One can never stop improving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows where I will be in a year? (Boston, Miami, elsewhere?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows what I will be doing? (Consulting, Applying to grad school?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do know... I look back over 2011 as I look back over 2010 today, and stand proud of all that I have done and accomplished over those 365.25 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="240" height="192"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oFuoC4eR02U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/oFuoC4eR02U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="240" height="192"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Wild horses I wanna be like you;&lt;br /&gt;Throwing caution to the wind, I'll run free too.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. Saw Dashboard Confessional on Saturday. If only I had the voice of Chris Carrabba. If only.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-3481226924943656892?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/3481226924943656892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-wanna-run-with-wild-horses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/3481226924943656892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/3481226924943656892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-wanna-run-with-wild-horses.html' title='&apos;I wanna run with the wild horses....&apos;'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-8696006883504544877</id><published>2010-11-28T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T08:00:11.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Very Thankful Thanksgiving.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/TPKlTxvQkUI/AAAAAAAAADQ/DSeRYHN8MTc/s1600/CIMG1966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/TPKlTxvQkUI/AAAAAAAAADQ/DSeRYHN8MTc/s320/CIMG1966.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544675850434154818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up at the 'luxurious' and new W hotel in financial district, to open up my window to a in-your-face view of the two massive holes that used to be the World Trade Center towers, reminded me of how blessed I am to live the life I lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/TPKlTRlmNFI/AAAAAAAAADI/ARl9rFc8XYw/s1600/CIMG1965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/TPKlTRlmNFI/AAAAAAAAADI/ARl9rFc8XYw/s320/CIMG1965.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544675841803695186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am forever thankful for all of my family, my friends, and everyone that is even in the least bit an influence on my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful to have a good job in this economy, which still allows me time to pursue my passion - dance. (Even if it is for only half as many hours per week as back in my prime.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful to have people who love me, people I can come to as a support system - and I am thankful that they know that I love them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For that, I am the most thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/TPKlR-9e79I/AAAAAAAAADA/PbukwGrfJjY/s1600/CIMG1964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/TPKlR-9e79I/AAAAAAAAADA/PbukwGrfJjY/s320/CIMG1964.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544675819623739346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you everyone, for you all mean so much to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to my mother, for always being so strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most of all, thank you God for always being there to answer my prayers. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Jason&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-8696006883504544877?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/8696006883504544877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/8696006883504544877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/8696006883504544877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanks.html' title='A Very Thankful Thanksgiving.'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/TPKlTxvQkUI/AAAAAAAAADQ/DSeRYHN8MTc/s72-c/CIMG1966.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-4477191765828930983</id><published>2010-11-16T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T14:00:25.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt; 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="192"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U0CGsw6h60k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U0CGsw6h60k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="192"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-4477191765828930983?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/4477191765828930983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/11/3.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/4477191765828930983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/4477191765828930983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/11/3.html' title='&lt; 3'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-1071373219524403601</id><published>2010-11-07T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T08:31:22.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Cus baby you're a firework...'</title><content type='html'>I'm just living...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...because I only get to do it once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="192"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QGJuMBdaqIw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/QGJuMBdaqIw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="192"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, remember... the 5th of November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it will always be our day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. Katy Perry, I never thought I'd say this... but I am now a fan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-1071373219524403601?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/1071373219524403601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/11/cus-baby-youre-firework.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/1071373219524403601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/1071373219524403601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/11/cus-baby-youre-firework.html' title='&apos;Cus baby you&apos;re a firework...&apos;'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-8409297276229237457</id><published>2010-10-12T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T17:56:11.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>- PANDA -</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YBsViE7jKFE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/YBsViE7jKFE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="280" height="185"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-8409297276229237457?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/8409297276229237457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/10/panda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/8409297276229237457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/8409297276229237457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/10/panda.html' title='- PANDA -'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-317184926843227871</id><published>2010-10-11T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T18:44:15.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall 2010 is halfway over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;...and I fell way too hard... &lt;br /&gt;now to pick up the pieces.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it has been a while since I last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall is flying so fast, and now it's time for me to regroup, sense up, and start living for the long term. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least according to my fortune cookie, it's time to make some tough decisions. (ps. Never has a fortune cookie so appropriately described all of my problems.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/TLOxdUo5lxI/AAAAAAAAACo/43Ng11y0-9Y/s1600/photo(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/TLOxdUo5lxI/AAAAAAAAACo/43Ng11y0-9Y/s320/photo(2).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526956285028308754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's often good to think about what you care about, how that fits into the long term, and what sacrifices are inevitably coming your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end... all I need are my &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/permalink.php?story_fbid=593881714128&amp;id=707847#!/permalink.php?story_fbid=593881714128&amp;id=707847"&gt;friends&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and a career that supports my excessive spending habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is coming at me fast, whether I like it or not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want it all. Go big, or go home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, I feel like this means I have to accept that I can't take you with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S97MaG3kOMY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/S97MaG3kOMY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="440" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this part right here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-317184926843227871?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/317184926843227871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/10/fall-2010-is-halfway-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/317184926843227871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/317184926843227871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/10/fall-2010-is-halfway-over.html' title='Fall 2010 is halfway over.'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/TLOxdUo5lxI/AAAAAAAAACo/43Ng11y0-9Y/s72-c/photo(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-6300015474808190624</id><published>2010-09-13T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T09:28:27.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laugh. Love. Live. DANCE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PuOHjDcYyXY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/PuOHjDcYyXY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai means &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; in Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world's most intangible, yet most powerful emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is it infatuation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are love and infatuation synonymous....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah, who the f*** cares. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's cuddle, and watch the sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/TI7dbmTwb_I/AAAAAAAAACg/BDceZW_HFeY/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/TI7dbmTwb_I/AAAAAAAAACg/BDceZW_HFeY/s320/photo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516590059785056242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;'so sing outlouddddd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...a chorus, for usssssssss.'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laugh. Love. Live. Dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-6300015474808190624?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/6300015474808190624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/09/laugh-love-live-dance.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/6300015474808190624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/6300015474808190624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/09/laugh-love-live-dance.html' title='Laugh. Love. Live. DANCE.'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/TI7dbmTwb_I/AAAAAAAAACg/BDceZW_HFeY/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-8725426634028129634</id><published>2010-09-05T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T09:30:02.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Even Matters....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w-LxXLNz3FE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/w-LxXLNz3FE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Fall(-ing for you) has already proven to have its ups-and-downs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though nothing seems to matter when you're around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to a Fall to top an &lt;i&gt;epic&lt;/i&gt; summer!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KXQMiM8jQbk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/KXQMiM8jQbk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/8821367518693167249-8725426634028129634?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/8725426634028129634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/09/fall-ing-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/8725426634028129634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/8725426634028129634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/09/fall-ing-for-you.html' title='Nothing Even Matters....'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-477023609543691765</id><published>2010-08-24T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T09:30:16.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A belly full of butterflies....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xN0FFK8JSYE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/xN0FFK8JSYE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;infatuation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met you today on the subway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out you live in my apartment building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you gave me your number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out, i'm hooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'my tongue dances behind my lips for you...'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-477023609543691765?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/477023609543691765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/08/belly-full-of-butterflies.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/477023609543691765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/477023609543691765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/08/belly-full-of-butterflies.html' title='A belly full of butterflies....'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-2608753402708295091</id><published>2010-08-19T14:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T14:27:50.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few haikus for the road....</title><content type='html'>I got a lot of things off my chest last night.&lt;br /&gt;Honesty is the best policy.&lt;br /&gt;Though, I wish it didn’t always have to come at the expense of my liver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my apartment.&lt;br /&gt;I love my apartment.&lt;br /&gt;I will post pictures soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I OWN my car now.&lt;br /&gt;I have so many bills.&lt;br /&gt;Why must I always live beyond my means?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much has happened in the 3 months since my 22nd birthday.&lt;br /&gt;I want to get a tattoo soon.&lt;br /&gt;Summer is almost over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-2608753402708295091?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/2608753402708295091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/08/few-haikus-for-road.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/2608753402708295091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/2608753402708295091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/08/few-haikus-for-road.html' title='A few haikus for the road....'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-8877751987638036694</id><published>2010-08-17T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T09:31:03.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This one is for you....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vAGwzx9YxVE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/vAGwzx9YxVE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jynx me something crazy&lt;br /&gt;Thinking an event through&lt;br /&gt;Then I'm as smooth as the skin&lt;br /&gt;Rolls across the small of your back&lt;br /&gt;It's too bad it's not my style&lt;br /&gt;If you need me&lt;br /&gt;I'm out and on the parkway&lt;br /&gt;Patient and waiting for headlights&lt;br /&gt;Dressed in a fashion that's fitting to the&lt;br /&gt;Inconsistencies of my moods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's times like these where silence means everything&lt;br /&gt;And no one is to know about this&lt;br /&gt;It's times like these where silence means everything&lt;br /&gt;And no one is to know about this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a campaign of distraction&lt;br /&gt;And revisionist history, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a shame I don't think that they'll notice&lt;br /&gt;(It's a shame, I don't think that they'll notice)&lt;br /&gt;It's a shame I doubt they even care&lt;br /&gt;(It's a shame I doubt they even care)&lt;br /&gt;No one is to know about this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a shame I don't think that they'll notice&lt;br /&gt;(It's a shame, I don't think that they'll notice)&lt;br /&gt;It's a shame I doubt they even care&lt;br /&gt;(It's a shame I doubt they even care)&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever I have [been] gettin' myself into&lt;br /&gt;Lately has been slicing inches from my waist&lt;br /&gt;It's my face vs. the bottle&lt;br /&gt;(And thank god you weren't there...)&lt;br /&gt;And that's how bad could this hurt&lt;br /&gt;.. against I won't feel a thing&lt;br /&gt;(And thank god you weren't there...)&lt;br /&gt;I tell you all about [it]&lt;br /&gt;It's just not working out&lt;br /&gt;(...to watch me hit bottom)&lt;br /&gt;Not working out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a campaign of distraction&lt;br /&gt;And revisionist history, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a shame I don't think that they'll notice&lt;br /&gt;(It's a shame, I don't think that they'll notice)&lt;br /&gt;It's a shame I doubt they even care&lt;br /&gt;(It's a shame I doubt they even care)&lt;br /&gt;No one is to know about this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a shame I don't think that they'll notice&lt;br /&gt;(It's a shame, I don't think that they'll notice)&lt;br /&gt;It's a shame I doubt they even care&lt;br /&gt;(It's a shame I doubt they even care)&lt;br /&gt;No one has to know about this&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why ..&lt;br /&gt;We were taught so much better than this&lt;br /&gt;We were taught so much better than this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what living like this does&lt;br /&gt;This is what living like this does&lt;br /&gt;This is what living like this does&lt;br /&gt;This is what living like this does&lt;br /&gt;This is what living like this does&lt;br /&gt;This is what living like this does&lt;br /&gt;This is what living like this does&lt;br /&gt;This is what living like this does&lt;br /&gt;This is what living like this does&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 TBS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They got the lyrics perfect... down to every single word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the E-train home to my new apartment on the Green Line today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the letter E is the letter of the week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-8877751987638036694?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/8877751987638036694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-one-is-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/8877751987638036694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/8877751987638036694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-one-is-for-you.html' title='This one is for you....'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-2047272473935794360</id><published>2010-08-12T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T15:09:01.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's letter is the letter 'E' kids....</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;sometimes we put walls up not to keep people out,&lt;br /&gt;but to see who cares enough to break them down...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;i&gt;Expectations.&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either my assumptions are right,&lt;br /&gt;and your expectations of me are too high...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or my paranoia is getting the best of me &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;and it's me who expects too much of you,&lt;br /&gt;it's me who expects too much of your expectations,&lt;br /&gt;it's me who expects too much of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was always taught to expect the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u7KpYP1V63s?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/u7KpYP1V63s?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;i&gt;Emotions.&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when did i get so emo again?&lt;br /&gt;i guess once emo, always emo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's the music i listen to.&lt;br /&gt;i rediscovered Anberlin on my iPod this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love rediscovering music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;i&gt;Evidence.&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't seem to find it,&lt;br /&gt;but it must exist somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im always looking for evidence.&lt;br /&gt;evidence that im doing it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;work&lt;/s&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;dance&lt;/s&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;love&lt;/s&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;life&lt;/s&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....'it'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever 'it' may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want some sort of proof that im doing &lt;i&gt;it&lt;/i&gt; right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sometimes we put walls up not to keep people out,&lt;br /&gt;but to see who cares enough to break them down...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's letter is the letter 'E' kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and I'm running on &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Empty&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-2047272473935794360?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/2047272473935794360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/08/todays-letter-is-letter-e-kids.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/2047272473935794360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/2047272473935794360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/08/todays-letter-is-letter-e-kids.html' title='Today&apos;s letter is the letter &apos;E&apos; kids....'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-7886375495720799826</id><published>2010-08-07T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T09:31:50.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet me at the icecream truck...</title><content type='html'>So here's to Summer 2010, the 'epic' summer of change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have two more weeks left until I officially declare summer to be over. (Basically, once I'm moved into my new place and settled and such.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really believe how much has happened this summer, and how much I've loved it all; New Friendships, New Outlooks, New Lifestyle Changes... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, I don't want the changes to end with the summer. I hope to stay on this route I'm on, because right now I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note - This weekend was a blast! Loved every moment of it. Tho, it was lacking in the dance department. I def miss dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, pls tell me why I find this hilarious... tho slightly inappropriate for YouTube:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/tXXZpr8YlSI/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tXXZpr8YlSI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tXXZpr8YlSI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet me at the ice cream truck...&lt;br /&gt;...I'll buy you an ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and that's all I'll say about that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y68H9o6cDR8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/y68H9o6cDR8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Care amigos and amigas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-7886375495720799826?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/7886375495720799826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/08/meet-me-at-icecream-truck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/7886375495720799826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/7886375495720799826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/08/meet-me-at-icecream-truck.html' title='Meet me at the icecream truck...'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-8754666198633719768</id><published>2010-08-01T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T07:58:50.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'Cosmic Love' - Florence and the Machine</title><content type='html'>I haven't updated in two weeks, because I really don't know what to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is decent. &lt;br /&gt;Exceptional at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've really been thinking a lot about those I care about, those I miss and wish I had more time to see, and those who I'm slowly forgetting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting is such an interesting phenomenon.&lt;br /&gt;It sucks, yet it really helps you filter out whats important to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..which I think I've slowly been figuring out more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if only I could figure you out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Walj5dJIMFk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&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/Walj5dJIMFk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can wait til I get home...&lt;br /&gt;...then I swear we can make this last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-8754666198633719768?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/8754666198633719768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/08/cosmic-love-florence-and-machine.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/8754666198633719768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/8754666198633719768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/08/cosmic-love-florence-and-machine.html' title='&apos;Cosmic Love&apos; - Florence and the Machine'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-6041194614972469467</id><published>2010-07-20T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T18:53:55.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'whataya want from me' - adam lambert</title><content type='html'>work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work dance party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work dance party &lt;s&gt;beaslut&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work dance party love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;work dance party love&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J7nWBgj83Og&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&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/J7nWBgj83Og&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. happy one month of no meat. i'm a vegetarian now btdubs... the &lt;a href="http://pescetarian.urbanup.com/4316351"&gt;urbandictionary definition of pescatarian&lt;/a&gt; got to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-6041194614972469467?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/6041194614972469467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/07/whataya-want-from-me-adam-lambert.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/6041194614972469467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/6041194614972469467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/07/whataya-want-from-me-adam-lambert.html' title='&apos;whataya want from me&apos; - adam lambert'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-6900044240815513790</id><published>2010-07-11T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T09:41:01.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>listen to the thunder.</title><content type='html'>today is a winding road,&lt;br /&gt;that's taking me to places &lt;br /&gt;that I didn't want to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today in the blink of an eye&lt;br /&gt;i'm holding on to something &lt;br /&gt;and do not know why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to read between the lines&lt;br /&gt;i tried to look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;i want a simple explanation&lt;br /&gt;for what I'm feeling inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta find a way out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe there's a way out.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;hmmm.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lookin' for love in all the wrong places,&lt;br /&gt;lookin' for love in all the wrong faces,&lt;br /&gt;lookin' for love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;hmmm.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe that's what happens when a tornado meets a volcano....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/90wtHL81J6Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&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/90wtHL81J6Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&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/8821367518693167249-6900044240815513790?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/6900044240815513790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/07/listen-to-thunder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/6900044240815513790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/6900044240815513790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/07/listen-to-thunder.html' title='listen to the thunder.'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-7224362730974074099</id><published>2010-07-05T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T12:40:25.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a day for independence...</title><content type='html'>independence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a state in which one does not require others to form opinions or for guidance in conduct. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;synonyms: see FREE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like that is the theme for the summer of 2010. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the end of summer, no longer am i dependent. and it's exciting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live, love, and dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XbEc2RiNBbk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&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/XbEc2RiNBbk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Ge-dw-wr6Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&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/2Ge-dw-wr6Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H39LKj9OIbQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&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/H39LKj9OIbQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W93bx_Rkg1c&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&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/W93bx_Rkg1c&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a6bdkznn4Tg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&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/a6bdkznn4Tg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&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/8821367518693167249-7224362730974074099?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/7224362730974074099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-for-independence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/7224362730974074099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/7224362730974074099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-for-independence.html' title='a day for independence...'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-5225221380101006034</id><published>2010-06-22T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T14:11:07.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer is a time for metamorphoses....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/TCEey_3XU2I/AAAAAAAAACQ/EewTeFeCRUI/s1600/ithaca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/TCEey_3XU2I/AAAAAAAAACQ/EewTeFeCRUI/s320/ithaca.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485699682599916386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what it is about summertime, but every year, I tend to find as many ways as possible to improve my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited to see the fruit of this summer. Although many of the changes are internal and/or subtle, I am more excited than I have been in summers past to see where I end up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new pescatarian diet, new cardio-heavy exercise regimen, new surgically-enhanced eyesight, new apartment in Boston, new 'home' home in FL, a new challenging job ahead of me, and an improved approach to life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer 2010 will be epic. No doubts about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Speaking of changes, and moving on to new phases of life... Toy Story 3 could not have come at a better time. I actually am impressed by how much I related to Andy leaving his childhood behind him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. excited for more summer movies/concerts -&gt; Eclipse, The Last Airbender, Taking Back Sunday... and more to come. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention new music:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PXXd-4sukA4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/PXXd-4sukA4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&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/8821367518693167249-5225221380101006034?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/5225221380101006034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer-is-time-for-metamorphoses.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/5225221380101006034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/5225221380101006034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer-is-time-for-metamorphoses.html' title='Summer is a time for metamorphoses....'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/TCEey_3XU2I/AAAAAAAAACQ/EewTeFeCRUI/s72-c/ithaca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-6901130043278652227</id><published>2010-06-05T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T13:33:42.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Graduation Address...</title><content type='html'>Below is my Graduation Address. (I will miss the c/o 2010 so much!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also the webcast is &lt;a href="http://amps-webflash.amps.ms.mit.edu/public/comm2010/webcast_ARCHIVE/speeches-midflv.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; but you have to fastforward a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/TCEd_j_2oHI/AAAAAAAAACI/IUt-7tcbDLs/s1600/grad+speech.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/TCEd_j_2oHI/AAAAAAAAACI/IUt-7tcbDLs/s320/grad+speech.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485698798946001010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning Class of 2010, and Congratulations!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I am so honored to be able to speak to each of you one last time, before we all officially exit MIT, and enter the world of adulthood.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A few months ago, when they asked me to deliver a short address at Commencement (and they emphasized the word ‘short’ many times) I was left wondering what I could possibly say a group of the most impressive individuals that I have ever had the pleasure of knowing over my 22 years. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Luckily, a month or so ago, a friend of mine sent me a link to the old 2010 admissions website. For those who don’t remember, this is where each MIT incoming class is allowed to blog about how it feels getting into MIT, and making the decision to come here for college. As I sat, re-reading these for the first time since the Spring of 2006, it made me smile to hear the younger versions of people I now know, and in particular, hear how excited they all were about MIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One in particular stood out to me. It was posted by a friend of mine, that I won’t embarrass…. but her name is Elizabeth Kim, she’s Course 15 and (sitting right about there):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(she said) ‘MIT is the best thing that has ever happened to me. I came home Monday night and did not at ALL expect to see the TUBE. However, (she wrote in all caps) MIRACLES DO HAPPEN.’ &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I could do nothing but smile. For those who know Elizabeth, it is a rare occasion these days to hear her this excited when talking about MIT. Though, after four years of most of us working harder and sleeping less than we ever thought possible, she is far from in the minority.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along the way, MIT students quickly become jaded. We forget how excited we were to open our acceptance letters, and finally decide that MIT was the place for us. Too often do we forget how truly blessed we are to be here, at such an amazing university, around such amazing individuals, and in a city that has so much to offer, as Boston. Too often do we lose track of what once made us speak so passionately about coming here.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Which leads me to the three most important things ever said to me over my four years at MIT. And I’d like to share each with all of you as my peers, and as my friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ‘Pick your Passion. Be the best at it.’&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Don’t be afraid to take risks. Don’t be afraid to make mistakes.  Learn from them. Whether your passion is in research, service, business… or even dancing, acting, or singing… pick one thing to be the best at, and own it. Too often do MIT students do a decent job at a million things, instead of choosing to be excellent at one or two. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  ‘Be a Leader. Be empathetic. Lead through example.’&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Be inspirational; be compassionate. The most successful leaders work their best to help all those around them succeed. The term ‘empathetic leadership’ is one that I had never heard used until recently, but that perfectly describes the type of leadership that I find makes the most effective leaders. Thus, I challenge all of you to be empathetic leaders in whatever path you choose to pursue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The third piece of advice may seem obvious, but it is something we often forget at MIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. ‘Take time to enjoy the little things life has to offer.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travel; Experience the world. Take time to try new restaurants. And above all else, find a time to GO SKYDIVING! But most importantly, make time for your friends. Make time for your family. *And don’t forget to tell your mom your love her on Mother’s Day. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;These are the three pieces of advice that I have chosen to live by over the past four years, and have since achieved much peace of mind. Thus, I thought I’d share them with all of you today, in hopes that you too could benefit from hearing at least one thing that I have to say.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Now for the fun part!  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Can all the seniors please take a look at your brass rat, and say to yourself ‘I’ve been waiting four years for this?’ Because I know that you all definitely have.&lt;br /&gt;My fellow members of the MIT Class of 2010, please join me in reversing your Brass Rats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, seniors! We are finally graduating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to conclude my address, I’d like to invite President Susan Hockfield to the stage.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This year, the senior class giving committee was able to achieve record-breaking participation in the senior gift campaign, with more than 72% of seniors donating to the senior gift fund. With the help of all the seniors and donors, including Alumnus Ken Wong who graciously donated an amazing $25,000 toward the 2010 campaign, we were able to raise $32,000 for our class project. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, the Class of 2010, is happy to present to you the new 2010 Summer Housing Fund.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Class of 2010 Summer Housing Fund is designed to offset housing costs for MIT undergraduates participating in volunteer work or unpaid internships over the summer. The project will enable MIT students to gain educationally enriching experiences during the summer, without being limited to paid positions. We hope this fund will encourage MIT students to participate in a wider array of summer internships and volunteer work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to everyone who donated! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on behalf of the Senior Gift committee, Mr. Wong, the Alumni Association, and the 2010 Senior Class… President Hockfield, I present to you, the Class of 2010 Senior Gift!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-6901130043278652227?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/6901130043278652227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-graduation-address.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/6901130043278652227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/6901130043278652227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-graduation-address.html' title='My Graduation Address...'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/TCEd_j_2oHI/AAAAAAAAACI/IUt-7tcbDLs/s72-c/grad+speech.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-3427969131089464401</id><published>2010-06-02T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T15:41:40.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'can we pretend that airplanes, in the night sky, are like shooting stars...',</title><content type='html'>airplanes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why this song is what is keeping me sane right now. i love the hook so much. perfect choice of lyrics/singer/everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theonion.com/articles/ant-colony-comes-to-halt-after-death-of-popular-wo,17530/"&gt;check it.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, let's recap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt; 1. Philly for Impact. &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/TAbVKIQ2y3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/sWJ4fyKFHFU/s1600/Impact+(45).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/TAbVKIQ2y3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/sWJ4fyKFHFU/s320/Impact+(45).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478300366736378738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always humbling/motivating to see kids passionate about school and learning. I miss those years of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt; 2. I'm 22.&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;i&gt; *insert sarcastic yay here.*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt; 3. Sky Diving. &lt;/h2&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/TAbYCTTAQMI/AAAAAAAAACA/2GuVmaamYSw/s1600/IMG_3506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/TAbYCTTAQMI/AAAAAAAAACA/2GuVmaamYSw/s320/IMG_3506.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478303530794107074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...the &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/j.scottie#!/album.php?aid=2115318&amp;id=707847"&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt; + &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/j.scottie#!/video/video.php?v=581053731508&amp;ref=mf"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt; speak for themselves... it was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt; 4. Graduating.&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure how I feel about it. I'm like just ready for it to be Saturday, and it all to be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even really want to give my speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's just a factor of me being like literally the last senior with ish to do. But I guess that's what I get for running for Class Council in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt; 5. Summer 2010.&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please, please come soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been waiting for you for forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; see ya foolios. next time i post, i'll be staring across the room at my diploma.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-3427969131089464401?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/3427969131089464401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/06/can-we-pretend-that-airplanes-in-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/3427969131089464401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/3427969131089464401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/06/can-we-pretend-that-airplanes-in-night.html' title='&apos;can we pretend that airplanes, in the night sky, are like shooting stars...&apos;,'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/TAbVKIQ2y3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/sWJ4fyKFHFU/s72-c/Impact+(45).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-1296880843057866260</id><published>2010-05-21T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T01:37:17.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's OVER!</title><content type='html'>....and the first thing I did was choreo, and teach a workshop:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-7OMze-KbR8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/-7OMze-KbR8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah, it really hasn't set in that it's over yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably won't until I see for certain that I have all the credits on the degree audit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to prep for Dead Week in Philly, Senior Week, and Graduation! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Excited for Ithaca/Saginaw/Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-JS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-1296880843057866260?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/1296880843057866260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/1296880843057866260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/1296880843057866260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-over.html' title='It&apos;s OVER!'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-7813228630978813527</id><published>2010-05-15T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T21:39:36.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'Under The Sheets' - Ellie Goulding</title><content type='html'>I did a impromptu workshop today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LKOEGxBgBWI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/LKOEGxBgBWI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do the choreo at the end of the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also learned some of &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/j.scottie?ref=profile#!/video/video.php?v=579523957188&amp;ref=mf"&gt;Gus's stuff&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a weird mood. Tired, but not sleepy. I'm feeling cuddly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I lack a cuddle buddy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....as usual.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-7813228630978813527?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/7813228630978813527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/05/under-sheets-ellie-goulding.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/7813228630978813527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/7813228630978813527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/05/under-sheets-ellie-goulding.html' title='&apos;Under The Sheets&apos; - Ellie Goulding'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-1921117698075569195</id><published>2010-05-11T20:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T21:11:26.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'Werewolf' by CocoRosie</title><content type='html'>If only you understood me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only you could read the emotions hidden behind my smile, and my thoughts were projected across my forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only it were that easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only you looked forward to my company, as much as I did to yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only the good times could last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream about you last night, and now I can't get the idea of us out of my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-1921117698075569195?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/1921117698075569195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/05/werewolf-by-cocorosie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/1921117698075569195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/1921117698075569195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/05/werewolf-by-cocorosie.html' title='&apos;Werewolf&apos; by CocoRosie'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-7983454198263463938</id><published>2010-05-10T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T00:44:42.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'I loved you first..... I loved you first...'</title><content type='html'>*Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DanceTroupe - Spring '10 - Over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yr9cg-yIeh4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/Yr9cg-yIeh4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like actually extremely sad it had to end. It was an amazing production, and everyone made me so proud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on forever... but I won't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just know that I &lt;3 you all, and will miss you dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Jason&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-7983454198263463938?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/7983454198263463938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-loved-you-first-i-loved-you-first.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/7983454198263463938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/7983454198263463938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-loved-you-first-i-loved-you-first.html' title='&apos;I loved you first..... I loved you first...&apos;'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-1894964130947639811</id><published>2010-04-23T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T23:20:10.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April is all about Dance and Foolery...</title><content type='html'>So here's my month of April in one word:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...for Donk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...for Mocha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...for DanceTroupe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...for Nu Delta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...for homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...tho, sadly not really for just for the sake of dancing. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. I've lost all respect for &lt;a href="http://www.hulu.com/watch/143257/saturday-night-live-keha-tik-tok"&gt;Ke$ha&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-1894964130947639811?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/1894964130947639811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-is-all-about-dance-and-foolery.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/1894964130947639811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/1894964130947639811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-is-all-about-dance-and-foolery.html' title='April is all about Dance and Foolery...'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-654911699214913480</id><published>2010-03-27T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T19:45:49.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break 2010</title><content type='html'>Cancun was amazing/life-changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to go through all the moments that led to the best week of Senior year so far, I'd probably cry realizing how shitty being back at MIT feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, Cancun had it's fill of not-so-great moments and decisions that could have probably used better judgment... but I wouldn't have traded the experience for the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, back to locking myself into a box until I crank out this 15 pager for 7.19. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But first, I'd like to document a few quotes for me to look back on and smile:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Been waitin' four years for this....' &lt;br /&gt;- Raph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'But it's TUEEESDAY, I usually get my mead for half a chicken...' &lt;br /&gt;- Benson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hola, Pablo!' &lt;br /&gt;-Benson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I'm.....' &lt;br /&gt;'...ANNOYING!' &lt;br /&gt;- Trevor/Ellie combo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I made out with a cougar.... can I be MVP now?' &lt;br /&gt;- Beth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troy's rendition of 'Zombie'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trevor's rendition of 'He Lives in You'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Where's Trevor...?!?'&lt;br /&gt;'He's over there hitting on my wife.' &lt;br /&gt;- US + Random old man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally... a song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pb-K2tXWK4w&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/Pb-K2tXWK4w&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cus when you're fifteen, &lt;br /&gt;and Sam Okeefe tells you she loves you,&lt;br /&gt;You shouldn't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cus you're just fifteen, &lt;br /&gt;and Sam just wants to be MVP, tonight...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-654911699214913480?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/654911699214913480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-break-2010.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/654911699214913480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/654911699214913480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-break-2010.html' title='Spring Break 2010'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-4407782153512316685</id><published>2010-03-09T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T22:00:30.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring is Upon Us....</title><content type='html'>It's finally warm... which helps the fact that I've slept only three 2 hour increments since Saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have a top 5:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. LYNNE TYE! Shout out to getting published! (See the press &lt;a href="http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2010/03/100307215544.htm"&gt;release &lt;/a&gt;+ &lt;a href="http://www.nature.com/neuro/journal/vaop/ncurrent/abs/nn.2506.html"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A Funny &lt;a href="http://andiamnotlying.com/2010/types-of-bitches/"&gt;Article&lt;/a&gt; on Bitch Classification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Ridonk is competing at &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/j.scottie?ref=profile#!/event.php?eid=350030616895&amp;ref=ts"&gt;ROXY &lt;/a&gt;on Saturday! lol... should be fun times to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I've decided to accept ADL. (I have until before Spring Break to make the final decision and sign the offer.) Looks like I'll be in Boston officially next year though. Starting anew... in the same city. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I &lt;3 my DT dance. It's my first one by myself... but it's like my baby! I am determined to make it good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... that's the current top 5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone come to &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/j.scottie?ref=profile#!/event.php?eid=343731914791&amp;ref=ts"&gt;Footwork 2010&lt;/a&gt; on April 2nd!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-4407782153512316685?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/4407782153512316685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-is-upon-us.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/4407782153512316685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/4407782153512316685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-is-upon-us.html' title='Spring is Upon Us....'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-125589992273329578</id><published>2010-03-04T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T10:42:18.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is..... Blah Blah Blah...</title><content type='html'>I'm so busy. In fact, I can't even keep up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, here are the two things I'm most excited about this week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3aZ7O1O4Qu0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/3aZ7O1O4Qu0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-egQ79OrYCs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/-egQ79OrYCs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/naUSBEVRLng&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/naUSBEVRLng&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. I'm struggling to survive these 69 units this term!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like in a constant state of catching up... it's ridic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone pray for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-125589992273329578?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/125589992273329578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/03/life-is-blah-blah-blah.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/125589992273329578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/125589992273329578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/03/life-is-blah-blah-blah.html' title='Life is..... Blah Blah Blah...'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-1932114533783279895</id><published>2010-02-26T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T19:48:17.895-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Plans for Summer 2010</title><content type='html'>So.... if this whole MISTI Japan thing doesn't work out this summer... I think I found something I want to do even more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.broadwaydancecenter.com/workshops/intern/summer_intern.shtml"&gt;BDC in the NYC for Summer 2010?!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-1932114533783279895?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/1932114533783279895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-plans-for-summer-2010.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/1932114533783279895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/1932114533783279895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-plans-for-summer-2010.html' title='New Plans for Summer 2010'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-3178402507364742955</id><published>2010-02-24T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T09:01:32.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As I sit in lecture...</title><content type='html'>I realize that my mind has already checked out of MIT.... *sigh*... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so ready to graduate... it's ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. One of my 7 things I had due this week was a project for my Japanese Pop Culture class. Probably the funnest assignment I've ever made:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qMTbkLFZdg8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/qMTbkLFZdg8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. An another video that brought me joy this week entitled, 'Raptor Devours Cheerleader' -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FAPABJd4xos&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/FAPABJd4xos&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I saw Lion King the Broadway Musical last week!... sooooo good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7ZRfjKD8DCk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/7ZRfjKD8DCk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm in a love-hate relationship with dance right now. I stumbled upon some old YouTube vids that always remind me why I love dance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AKY8kscIoSU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/AKY8kscIoSU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vO6R9BDZ2Fg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/vO6R9BDZ2Fg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. On the note of dance, VOTE for STATIC tomorrow!!! PLS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Fv9oYqKJCQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/7Fv9oYqKJCQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still so excited for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YouTube aside, I'm so tired of things. Lol. I've checked out of school so hard. But it's almost March! - 12 weeks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-3178402507364742955?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/3178402507364742955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/02/as-i-sit-in-lecture.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/3178402507364742955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/3178402507364742955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/02/as-i-sit-in-lecture.html' title='As I sit in lecture...'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-1468639532553944593</id><published>2010-02-18T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T11:09:18.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tickle Me Emo...</title><content type='html'>So when I'm tired, I get super moody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and let's just say I can't really remember the last time I got a full nights worth of sleep... or even a decent amount of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 5 for the past two weeks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Mocha Show went AMAZINGLY! There aren't any videos yet, but i will be sure to share any once I have access to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My hamstring went 'POP' on-stage, and yeh... now I'm kinda handicapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. School is kicking my ass.... like OMFG... 0_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Life is also kicking my ass.... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I decided what I want for my graduation &lt;a href="http://www.visionboston.com/lasik.htm"&gt;present&lt;/a&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All things considered... I'm definitely in one of those semesterly slumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a hug. =[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-1468639532553944593?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/1468639532553944593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/02/tickle-me-emo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/1468639532553944593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/1468639532553944593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/02/tickle-me-emo.html' title='Tickle Me Emo...'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-4209491245274450486</id><published>2010-02-08T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T12:37:24.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home, Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2010/02/05/drunkest-cities-in-americ_n_451074.html?slidenumber=7umG5lABk9o%3D&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;slideshow#slide_image"&gt; LOL.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it all starts to make sense....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways... life is good... but super busy... I'll post an update soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-js&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-4209491245274450486?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/4209491245274450486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/02/home-sweet-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/4209491245274450486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/4209491245274450486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/02/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home, Sweet Home'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-2425057570704863789</id><published>2010-02-04T22:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T22:27:06.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Static Noyze...</title><content type='html'>Love you guys and super proud to even have the honor of being friends with such talented dancers... Gus, Juandi, Peter, Jessenia, Suzette, and Enrique... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGH!!! I'm so excited and happy for you guys it's ridiculous!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/shows/dance_crew/season_5/crew.jhtml?personalityId=13379"&gt;STATIC NOYZE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE Vote on Thursdays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-2425057570704863789?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/2425057570704863789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/02/for-static-noyze.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/2425057570704863789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/2425057570704863789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/02/for-static-noyze.html' title='For Static Noyze...'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-7587484026521929738</id><published>2010-01-31T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T15:43:42.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Wait... They don't love you like I love you.....'</title><content type='html'>Steph Shim... I &lt;3 you for this dance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aS05bQ1BYxk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/aS05bQ1BYxk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, back to the top 5 -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lynne and I's workshop: (There are many other youtube vids of everyone.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eJJFLlQB0tY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/eJJFLlQB0tY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. STATIC NOYZE on ABDC! For everyone who doesn't know, a few of our friends made it on ABDC! Everyone vote for them on Thursdays! Good luck guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I applied for my degree yesterday!... 16 weeks left... crazy. o_0... I also filed my taxes for the second time. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. We have our first performance of the term this Saturday for Mocha and Donk at BU. It should be good.... I'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://impact.mit.edu"&gt;MIT IMPACT!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Everyone come to the Mocha Show on Feb. 14-15th! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best,&lt;br /&gt;Jason&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-7587484026521929738?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/7587484026521929738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/01/wait-they-dont-love-you-like-i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/7587484026521929738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/7587484026521929738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/01/wait-they-dont-love-you-like-i-love-you.html' title='&apos;Wait... They don&apos;t love you like I love you.....&apos;'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-3355540228061886895</id><published>2010-01-25T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T10:57:23.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogs Galore...</title><content type='html'>So I recently was recruited as a blogger for the MIT Diversity site. As of now, my first entry just went up. However, I plan on doing many more creative things with the ones to follow. Or at least, I plan to solicit comments from more undergraduates I know on particular issues at MIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One question I have that I want more people to answer is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is the most effective step/initiative MIT faculty, staff, and/or students have made towards increasing and promoting diversity at MIT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What work is still left to be done? -or- What potential problems prevent these steps/initiatives from being fully effective?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of you care about any of these issues, or have anything to comment on - definitely send some comments my way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can check out the blog here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://diversity.mit.edu/blog/index/339"&gt;http://diversity.mit.edu/blog/index/339&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I site your comments, I'll definitely let you know when they are posted and give you credit if you'd like me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best,&lt;br /&gt;Jason&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-3355540228061886895?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/3355540228061886895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/01/blogs-galore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/3355540228061886895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/3355540228061886895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/01/blogs-galore.html' title='Blogs Galore...'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-7443344752750731372</id><published>2010-01-23T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T11:29:32.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solitude.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WZATitojglI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/WZATitojglI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm shut up in my room right now... avoiding everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need a break from people... I've been super edgy for the past 24hrs and I don't even know why. Like, I've had to hold back from snapping at the littlest shit... even to my friends... or the kids I tutored this morning... literally everything/everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm just tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired of putting so much of my time/effort into things I don't care anything about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want a week to live for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one week... not thinking about what's in the interest of anyone else... or what I can do to help them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....but that's just wishful thinking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-7443344752750731372?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/7443344752750731372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/01/solitude.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/7443344752750731372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/7443344752750731372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/01/solitude.html' title='Solitude.'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-6966641615893412694</id><published>2010-01-21T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T09:22:06.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'My Hero' - The Foo Fighters</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w_6fcJTxLro&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/w_6fcJTxLro&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I wish life was as epic as RPG games. I think that's why I used to waste soo much time on the Final Fantasy series. (We're talking 100's of hours total.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update on my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm semi-failing my New Year's resolutions. Mostly due to dance taking up 4hrs+ a day, and even more on weekends. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. IAP is counting down. It'll be sad to see it go. It's always the best month of the academic year for me, by far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Dance is my life right now. I love it. I wish I had discovered it when I was young... so by now I could be like the sickest dancer... but w/evs... instead I played basketball for 14years... and still suck. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My mom is in the states picking up Chyna to take her back to Turkey, and I didn't get a chance to fly down to meet her... cus it'd cost so much, and my schedule is ridiculous. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The MIT dance workshops have been the ish... (hopefully mine is on that level next week.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3HtepugdqyY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/3HtepugdqyY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kpsx2O6QgH8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/Kpsx2O6QgH8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OLqtVHCgC50&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/OLqtVHCgC50&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2y011inCqCA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/2y011inCqCA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kJsjSsEQvso&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/kJsjSsEQvso&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1In75vUJjwk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/1In75vUJjwk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5U_1x5Ol_z0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/5U_1x5Ol_z0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....and thats only a snippet of all the dancing over IAP... lol.. in fact... that's like only 1/8 of all the dancing we've been doing I'd say. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I &lt;3 it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really &lt;3 it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-6966641615893412694?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/6966641615893412694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-hero-foo-fighters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/6966641615893412694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/6966641615893412694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-hero-foo-fighters.html' title='&apos;My Hero&apos; - The Foo Fighters'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-1214255779010501556</id><published>2010-01-17T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T13:57:42.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010... a decade of life changes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RkPy4yq7EJo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/RkPy4yq7EJo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past 8 days of my life have been life-changing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love dance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-1214255779010501556?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/1214255779010501556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-decade-of-life-changes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/1214255779010501556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/1214255779010501556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-decade-of-life-changes.html' title='2010... a decade of life changes.'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-1831056951200735731</id><published>2010-01-09T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T00:15:45.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chopstyx.</title><content type='html'>Chopstyx was found dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't cried in a while, but I guess everyone cries sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 u for always Choppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...for always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-1831056951200735731?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/1831056951200735731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/01/chopstyx.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/1831056951200735731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/1831056951200735731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/01/chopstyx.html' title='Chopstyx.'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-9111926755663902892</id><published>2010-01-03T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T14:27:17.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Let me be your supernovaaa..'</title><content type='html'>Well Mother,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to our Winter Break Anthem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UkZt7tZl2AE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/UkZt7tZl2AE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few hours I'll be Boston-bound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So weird how fast it all went by... and leave it to my mom to make leaving sad... (:P I know you're reading this.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was awesome, and I'll miss being home. :-\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for an awesome winter vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FEwxW5INakc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/FEwxW5INakc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-9111926755663902892?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/9111926755663902892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/01/let-me-be-your-supernovaaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/9111926755663902892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/9111926755663902892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/01/let-me-be-your-supernovaaa.html' title='&apos;Let me be your supernovaaa..&apos;'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-4135019648188155812</id><published>2010-01-02T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T15:40:58.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is My Resolution....</title><content type='html'>The first thing that came to mind when I typed the title of this blog was an old Nick Lachey song I used to listen to when I was all 'emo' back in the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EyoNSC8OA-s&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/EyoNSC8OA-s&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...love that song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... back to the task at hand.... My 2010 Resolutions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a hard time coming up with resolutions this year. I generally try to make them very concise and ambitious, just so I can challenge myself and have a more quantitative means to judge my progress. However, this year I couldn't think of too many drastic changes that I'd want to add to my current lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do plan to do three things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Run 5 times a week.&lt;br /&gt;2. Drink only water with 2 of my daily meals.&lt;br /&gt;3. Blog at least once a week... even if it's just a sentence or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course there are other things I need to do as I strive for the 'perfect' lifestyle, but this year has been a relatively good year. So it's hard for me to complain. Except I really need to get in shape. If I can do that by 2011, I'll be more than satisfied.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-4135019648188155812?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/4135019648188155812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-is-my-resolution.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/4135019648188155812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/4135019648188155812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-is-my-resolution.html' title='This is My Resolution....'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-1506371074099481972</id><published>2010-01-01T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T13:08:22.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chopstyx, I love you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;marquee behavior="scroll" direction="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y283/porousnyellow/Chopstyx/th_photo2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y283/porousnyellow/Chopstyx/th_photo3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y283/porousnyellow/Chopstyx/th_photo4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y283/porousnyellow/Chopstyx/th_photo5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y283/porousnyellow/Chopstyx/th_photo6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y283/porousnyellow/Chopstyx/th_photo7.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y283/porousnyellow/Chopstyx/th_photo8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y283/porousnyellow/Chopstyx/th_photo9.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y283/porousnyellow/Chopstyx/th_photo-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Skyped the dogsitter to check up on the dogs today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chopstyx has been missing for three weeks. For my mom, that's like the babysitter telling you she can't find your child. Furthermore, as of a couple years ago, Choppy is epileptic, and now without his medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom immediately started crying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sitter says she has posted fliers in mailboxes, shelters, and everywhere. She received some phone calls of people who thought they had seen him, but no luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really sure how I feel right now. I miss him so much already, but as of now I am in denial that he is actually gone for good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rational side of me knows the chances of him showing up are slim. But I can't even imagine home without him... and poor Chyna. For 9 years, they were the dynamic duo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really even know what to say, except pray for a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-1506371074099481972?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/1506371074099481972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/01/chopstyx-i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/1506371074099481972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/1506371074099481972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2010/01/chopstyx-i-love-you.html' title='Chopstyx, I love you.'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y283/porousnyellow/Chopstyx/th_photo2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-9221929400809294665</id><published>2009-12-28T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T17:15:19.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays!</title><content type='html'>So in that this may be my final blog before the New Year, it may be long. I have this on-going list of things to blog about on my desktop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But 2009 has honestly been one of the best years of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iNzrwh2Z2hQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/iNzrwh2Z2hQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MmmmHmmmm... Nostalgia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I will try and log on and post my resolutions, as soon as I write them up on Friday. But I'll be in Istanbul from Wednesday-Friday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in other news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; I finally downloaded &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skype&lt;/span&gt;. Did you know you can get it on the IPhone? Had I known, I'd have had it for a long time! That's pretty cool! So now I can call people on Skype from Turkey for free anytime I have WiFi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Christmas in Athens, Greece&lt;/span&gt;. It was super awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/SzlN9yYiZ9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/wovPEqCs7Dc/s1600-h/IMG_0905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/SzlN9yYiZ9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/wovPEqCs7Dc/s320/IMG_0905.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420449350409152466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; I finally have &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;YOUTUBE&lt;/span&gt;! Thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MIT-VPN.&lt;/span&gt; So now I have a few things to share with you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SHp8GfxM0LA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/SHp8GfxM0LA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ja3_eA_FQo4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/ja3_eA_FQo4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, the Ke$ha album leaked. It's actually pretty good: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sXECeftBTlA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/sXECeftBTlA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and finally, &lt;a href="http://www.boston.com/bostonglobe/ideas/articles/2009/12/13/meep/"&gt;Meep&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; Over break I have been able to catch up on my daily reading.... of Wikipedia... as well as a few movies :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tazmanian Devils have been placed on the Endangered Species list thanks to a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Devil_facial_tumour_disease"&gt;infectious facial cancer&lt;/a&gt;? ... &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;INFECTIOUS CANCER&lt;/span&gt;.... scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Paranormal Activity. If you haven't seen the movie, watch it. However, what's interesting is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paranormal_Activity_%28film%29"&gt;the history behind it&lt;/a&gt;, and how it became one of the most profitable movies ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My Sister's Keeper. ----&gt; AWESOME MOVIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;5.&lt;/h2&gt; I'm really REALLY looking forward to 2010! I'm hoping it is even better than 2009... but it has a lot to live up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that's all for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably head to bed, instead of watching Naruto on Hulu lol. (Thanks again VPN!) But I just woke up from a long nap. Long story short, I got sick today.. from like bad food from McDonald's and no sleep I believe. To make it worse, we went to the General's house for dinner, where I tried my best not to embarrass my mom by puking all over. Lol. But, I came back and slept til like an hour ago, and feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, much love and happy holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-9221929400809294665?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/9221929400809294665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/9221929400809294665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/9221929400809294665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays!'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/SzlN9yYiZ9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/wovPEqCs7Dc/s72-c/IMG_0905.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-110682022534782498</id><published>2009-12-21T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T07:21:19.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Mother.</title><content type='html'>*&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;It's December 21st, and it's my mom's birthday! This is her shoutout!&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. So we had a crazy thunderstorm last night that knocked out the power for like 12+ hours. And of course, being super jetlagged, I couldn't fall asleep. However, I always find situations like that good for introspection. I spent a lot of the night evaluating my life, future, friendships,.... dance hahaha... Long story short, I like where my life is right now. I honestly wouldn't change a thing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Speaking of happiness - http://www.livescience.com/culture/091217-happy-state-list.html - Ironically, the last 3 states I've lived in, are ALL in the top 10 :). And I've lived in 3 out of the top 5. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I wanna see Avatar. bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I started looking at apartments for next year! Kinda complicated though, because I may be in Japan for the Summer 2010. (But I'll figure it out.) Bah, if only Boston were a little warmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm dying to be able to post Youtube vids on here again. I feel like my blog is boring with them. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm officially planning Turkey trip for next year. If you wanna come - let me know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-110682022534782498?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/110682022534782498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2009/12/power-outtage.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/110682022534782498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/110682022534782498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2009/12/power-outtage.html' title='Happy Birthday, Mother.'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-2514907069864450454</id><published>2009-12-19T15:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T16:04:23.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home, Sweet Home. :)</title><content type='html'>So I'm done with my 2nd to last semester, sitting in my newest 'home' in Turkey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 5 things on my mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I &lt;3 my house. I can post pics later on.. (I no longer own a camera.) But it's a narrow 4-story with a pool, in a newly-renovated neighborhood right on the water. Lol, I'm still getting used to the shower/toilet... lol.. and the washing machines in Turkey are in the bathrooms... odd. But I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I think I will be working for Arthur D. Little - Boston Office next year. It was my second choice, and I definitely love everyone there. They are a fun office. Time to figure out cheap living arrangements... with parking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I still need to go Christmas shopping. (We are going to be in Greece from the 22nd to the 25th, and the 21st is my mom's bday, so bah....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I will really miss some people next year. Sigh. Especially in that I continue to make new friendships every semester it seems. I hope I don't lose touch with everyone like I have with most of my High School amigos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I got the new Nano for my flight. It's cool, tiny though. I'm not good with tiny electronics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Dance, dance, dance, dance.... so much to choreograph... so little time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-2514907069864450454?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/2514907069864450454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2009/12/home-sweet-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/2514907069864450454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/2514907069864450454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2009/12/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home, Sweet Home. :)'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-3143019419148828416</id><published>2009-12-10T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T14:53:23.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Borrowed.</title><content type='html'>I borrowed the article below, from where I don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am endlessly fascinated by the body in motion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in New York, I am constantly surrounded by a frenzy of physical activity, hundreds of people engaged in the movements of day-to-day life. These simple movements are a kind of common denominator between us as humans, something we share at a very basic level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the body is also an extraordinary vessel, capable of extraordinary things. I spend my work day in the studio challenging my body to extend outside of itself, to play, uninhibited, beyond what is comfortable, what is common. For me, part of the adventure is that search for a new physical language. When I am dancng, I can feel the subtle and constant communication running between my head, heart, muscles, nerves, and gravity. The moments in the studio or onstage when I can feel those lines of communication humming at their highest resonance are the moments that fill me the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also intrigued by the kind of physical intelligence we develop as dancers. I really enjoy the process of learning new material or being given a motivation for creating movement, and then digesting that information and seeing how it translates into my own physicality. I love watching my body problem-solve. In the company, Shen Wei gives us a lot of opportunity to develop our own movement within a certain physical quality or sensibility. Making movement in that way feels to me like encountering a sort of physical puzzle, and the task is then to discover the way my body wants to go about solving it. I like to think of dance as a physical science, or a scientific art, or an artful physics. It is the interplay between those worlds that makes dance so powerful, so captivating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a good day, I feel totally physically satiated when I’m dancing, and I’ve grown to crave that sensation of fullness. But it is much more than a physical fulfillment that motivates me as a dancer. Because it isn’t only a physical sensation to feel the heat and breath and noise of an audience filling a theater. It isn’t only a physical sensation to dance in unison with a group of people whose energy collectively interweaves and swells and gives birth to a universe unto itself. The sensations of that universe, the electricity of the energy created by a body or a group of bodies moving in space together, these elements transcend the realm of physical activity and move dance into an experience where I feel mystery, magic, and captivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body is the form that makes me human in the most honest and basic sense. It is the structure at the root of my humanity, a root shared by every human being on earth. To feel the commonality of that root when I dance, and at the same time to feel that transcendence, that magic, that mystery of my body as a vessel to extraordinary and otherworldly sensations—that is why I dance. That is what I search for in movement, and why I am forever enthralled by the sensation of a body moving in space. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'll be leaving for Turkey in a week. Crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I read &lt;a href="http://content.usatoday.com/communities/ondeadline/post/2009/12/ukrainian-student-dies-from-exploding-chewing-gum/1?csp=34"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; today, and it still blows my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck wrapping up the year to everyone who might be reading this. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J.Scottie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-3143019419148828416?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/3143019419148828416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2009/12/something-borrowed.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/3143019419148828416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/3143019419148828416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2009/12/something-borrowed.html' title='Something Borrowed.'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-7830009003373505763</id><published>2009-12-05T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T15:36:25.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Owl City</title><content type='html'>"I'd like to make myself believe.... that Planet Earth turns... slowly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. It's been a while, but I'm gonna give this blog things another shot. I've decided to do it in the form of a top 5 list from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of December 5, 2009... the Top 5 things on my mind are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L98lLzOI1Ds&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;hd=1"&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/L98lLzOI1Ds&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm a very different person than I used to be. I'm not sure if it's good, or bad. But it's definitely apparent to me, and everyone else who's known me for the past four years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I may be in Boston next year. Sigh. 0_o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I will miss my youth. I keep feeling as though it's almost over.... and it's saddening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Life keeps getting more and more interesting, yet still extremely complicated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm going to Turkey for Christmas. Still weird to call 'home', but I'm super excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best,&lt;br /&gt;Jason&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-7830009003373505763?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/7830009003373505763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2009/12/owl-city.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/7830009003373505763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/7830009003373505763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2009/12/owl-city.html' title='Owl City'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-3383170229580651383</id><published>2009-02-06T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T22:02:42.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BCG.</title><content type='html'>I'm sleepy, thus I decided to make a short update this time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I got an interview with BCG... and I'm terrified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2pNTrYd-4FQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/2pNTrYd-4FQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A happier note, I finished up IAP with 27 units of A, and it went well overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm still stressing over dance, but I have decided I'm taking a break after the end of February, beginning of March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I still dunno where to go for Spring Break. But I definitely want to either go out of the country, or to visit the friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My mom is moving to Turkey this summer. (Random right?) That should be cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Life is different this semester... I feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**I promise a better post next time.**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-3383170229580651383?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/3383170229580651383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2009/02/bcg.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/3383170229580651383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/3383170229580651383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2009/02/bcg.html' title='BCG.'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-5737492106726643028</id><published>2009-01-23T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T10:23:06.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Taste of Ink.</title><content type='html'>So I always have those moments when I realize how much I miss Arizona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends tell me I cling too much to feelings of nostalgia... but I can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I find myself browsing YouTube and ITunes for songs/vids that remind me of high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T9zuq5wRmpc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T9zuq5wRmpc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking Back Sunday. Dashboard Confessional. The Used. Panic! @ the Disco. Halifax. Anberlin. Creed. Trina. Lil Wayne. Pitbull. (And countless others.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taco Bell. Dairy Queen. Authentic Mexican Restaurants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basketball. Student Council. Musicals. Laying Out at the Pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homecomings. Proms. Assemblies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coconut Rum and Sprite. In-School Suspension (o_O).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MySpace. LiveJournal. Photobucket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Pepper.... O, how I miss thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, high school was the ish. I can't wait to go back and visit this summer. It's been far too long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-5737492106726643028?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/5737492106726643028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2009/01/taste-of-ink.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/5737492106726643028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/5737492106726643028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2009/01/taste-of-ink.html' title='The Taste of Ink.'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-1466018266473335420</id><published>2009-01-19T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T20:36:58.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Je m'appelle....</title><content type='html'>Damn. So it's been a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a quick update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Classes are blah.&lt;br /&gt;2. Boston is F-ing COLD&lt;br /&gt;3. Since my last blog, I'm already halfway done with French 1!&lt;br /&gt;4. I dunno what I'm doing with my post-college life, but I'm excited to start it.&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm soooooooo sooooooo sooooooo broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeh, that's pretty much the rundown. Life is pretty crazy right now: French and Dance are killing me. In the month of January, on top of surviving the normal stressed of life, I have to both learn an entire course worth of French, and organize a full on dance production with acts, hosts, special guests, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus that's why I've been a slow blogger lately. But I'm determined not to quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1112/1107355770_ab607253c7.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 331px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1112/1107355770_ab607253c7.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided living in NYC after college wouldn't be too bad. After a weekend with the two bestbuds in Manhattan, and from previous experiences visiting there, I have to say I like the vibe of NYC. Plus, all the things I love to do... dance, go out, live beyond my financial means, etc... would be right at my fingertips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....ps. I bought the sweater. Haha. I had to, even though I couldn't afford it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I've decided I must make some sacrifices next semester, to dig myself out this financial hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate sacrifices.&lt;br /&gt;I hate filing taxes.&lt;br /&gt;I love tax returns. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Why don't they teach you how to do this in school?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is everything about money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, I guess... I can't imagine it any other way. I def don't want to go back to pre-historic days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless it's like the Flintstones. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/SXU87et1LiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/oJYI6hb3tPY/s1600-h/halloween.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/_SAXAwh9jVbs/SXU87et1LiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/oJYI6hb3tPY/s320/halloween.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293203929599127074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. PS. If you haven't seen the movie Juno... do so now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-1466018266473335420?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/1466018266473335420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2009/01/je-mappelle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/1466018266473335420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/1466018266473335420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2009/01/je-mappelle.html' title='Je m&apos;appelle....'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/SXU87et1LiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/oJYI6hb3tPY/s72-c/halloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-1764502834819271535</id><published>2009-01-04T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T18:38:12.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Cus I was Romeo.... you were the Scarlet Letter..."</title><content type='html'>So... I'm obsessed with this song.... (but I hate the video...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z4xmxb9K8RI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z4xmxb9K8RI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also don't really like her too much... I feel like she's way to cookie cutter... 'give a pretty girl a guitar, and make her famous'.... though whatever... I guess I'm jealous of people without amazing voices getting to live the dream: Rihanna, Chris Brown, Britney.... Though it's ironic, cus I like overplay all of their songs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... I'm back in Boston... blah... it's COLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...someone should buy me this to stay warm:  &lt;img src="http://www.abercrombie.com/anf/onlinestore/collection/17532_01_p.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's $139... which is overpriced... but it used to be $350 before it went on Clearance... sigh... I tried it on.. and fell in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have to get it. o_0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I start taking French tomorrow. I'm somewhat nervous. I was the same way when I first started Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who don't know: If I accomplish nothing else in life, I plan to be quadrilingual one day. English, Spanish, Japanese, and French.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason Scott.... A sick, quadrilingual dancer..... would be amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people have been asking me about this whole 'blogging' thing... and why bother doing it. And I dunno... I guess my response would be... "Why not?".... I want to remember my life. Blogging is like my own personal memoir, left behind for the world to understand who, what, where, and why I am... well... me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's why I do it. That's the entire motivation behind blogging. That.. and to help me write my book one day... on life. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Marry me juliet, you'll never have to be alone... I love you and that's all I really know..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/img_src="http:&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-1764502834819271535?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/1764502834819271535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2009/01/cus-i-was-romeo-you-were-scarlet-letter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/1764502834819271535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/1764502834819271535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2009/01/cus-i-was-romeo-you-were-scarlet-letter.html' title='&apos;Cus I was Romeo.... you were the Scarlet Letter...&quot;'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8821367518693167249.post-8420749445265459615</id><published>2009-01-01T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T15:48:07.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>[A New Year]... and a fresh start...</title><content type='html'>So it's the year two thousand nine..... and i decided to return to blogging. 0_0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know really where this will end up... or who will read it... or even how long it'll last. (Given that I'm probably way to busy for one of these.) But here goes nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/SV0pvi1ZfYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PZSyy6m177k/s1600-h/417659018_081109_07+%2862%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/SV0pvi1ZfYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PZSyy6m177k/s400/417659018_081109_07+%2862%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286427434384194946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. like the emo pic?.. me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeh... it's New Year's Day... already. 2008 flew by. I definitely didn't have an eventful New Year this year. I wasn't in the mood. I did talk to a couple of potential love interests: one was someone I had a crush on in high school. It's funny how the tides have turned. The other someone I met online. haha... I'm a loser. I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In either case... distance is the greatest issue. Thus, I don't foresee anything happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I go back up to Boston tomorrow morning. Home was nice, but I've realized how independent I've become:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In the past 4 months, I took over paying for everything: school, my car, food, everything.&lt;br /&gt;2. I NEVER ask for money. I guess I never really did. But now, it's not offered to me either.&lt;br /&gt;3. I spent more on my mom for Christmas, than she did on me.... which was weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also decided, I'm a work-a-holic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent most of break working at Abercrombie.... I think I'm going to quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal is to take the three jobs down to one next semester. So school won't dominate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... so I guess the entire point of this blog entry was to maintain progress on my New Year's Resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  to get in shape.&lt;br /&gt;2.  to go on a date.&lt;br /&gt;3. to go to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....though... if you know anything about me.. and my lack of freetime... all of these seem like a lost cause. but it's worth a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year!&lt;br /&gt;check back again later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8821367518693167249-8420749445265459615?l=thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/feeds/8420749445265459615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-and-fresh-start.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/8420749445265459615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8821367518693167249/posts/default/8420749445265459615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefearofbeingforgotten.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-and-fresh-start.html' title='[A New Year]... and a fresh start...'/><author><name>athazagoraphobia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15407831146644914719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/S0BuQ3Q390I/AAAAAAAAABY/KLdj5vBgz9U/S220/chopstyx+thinking.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SAXAwh9jVbs/SV0pvi1ZfYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PZSyy6m177k/s72-c/417659018_081109_07+%2862%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
