<?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-9144533165991952691</id><updated>2011-07-07T20:13:45.318-07:00</updated><category term='good news'/><category term='ILOVEYOU'/><category term='moving'/><category term='dear old friend'/><category term='tee hee'/><category term='Love Never Dies'/><category term='gustave'/><category term='Christine'/><category term='lessons'/><category term='hello'/><category term='Dancers'/><category term='deviantart'/><category term='books'/><category term='death'/><category term='zombies'/><category term='excuses'/><category term='Score'/><category term='strawberries'/><category term='photos'/><category term='erik'/><category term='crazy'/><category term='forgiveness'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='surgery'/><category term='annoys'/><category term='Costumes'/><category term='Sofee'/><category term='solitary'/><category term='Spring 2011'/><category term='obsession'/><category term='Songs'/><category term='ANNNNNNNNDNDNDNNDNDNNDNDD'/><category term='insane'/><category term='teacher'/><category term='goodbye'/><category term='EpiPen'/><category term='Ramin'/><category term='trivia'/><category term='Vicomte&apos;s boy'/><category term='suckish'/><category term='sorry'/><category term='Dolls'/><category term='piano'/><category term='new york'/><category term='Play'/><category term='friends'/><category term='Isreal'/><category term='contest'/><category term='facebook'/><category term='torture'/><category term='Silly you'/><category term='apologizing'/><category term='sequits'/><category term='ned and jane'/><category term='coney island'/><category term='Guys'/><category term='turn-offs'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='mon Dieu'/><category term='Pets'/><category term='Child'/><category term='Tim Burton'/><category term='picnik'/><category term='andrew lloyd webber'/><category term='ESSSSPPLODE'/><category term='bestie forever'/><category term='hate'/><category term='awkward'/><category term='links'/><category term='Turkish Van'/><category term='...'/><category term='French'/><category term='meg'/><category term='present'/><category term='bad news'/><category term='wisdom'/><category term='Alice in Wonderland'/><category term='baby'/><category term='besties'/><category term='epic win'/><category term='house'/><category term='CD'/><category term='20'/><category term='sick'/><category term='Angel of Music'/><category term='salutations'/><category term='Otto'/><category term='love'/><category term='PotO'/><category term='Gamblerrr'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>The Killer Next Door</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-4101511418885724366</id><published>2010-08-20T14:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T14:12:32.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dizzy.</title><content type='html'>I've noticed that time has been passing like crazy. In just a few days, I'll be back in school, although I'm dreading it. But no rants, no screaming, no crying. I'm just going to have to sit and wait and hope for the best. Otherwise, I'll be in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for not posting, but who cares anyhow, it's not like anyone reads this. If anyone does, I'm sorry. And I'll most likely be posting like I have now, every two weeks or so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, this is a mess. I'm all astressed. I guess it's just a test, and for the rest-&lt;br /&gt;Just wait with me. This world is some sick carnival ride- and prepare to get dizzy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-4101511418885724366?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/4101511418885724366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/08/dizzy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/4101511418885724366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/4101511418885724366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/08/dizzy.html' title='Dizzy.'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-5691523822275546830</id><published>2010-07-31T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T21:58:31.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The week passsseeeeed...</title><content type='html'>The days passseeeed, the week paaaassssed,&lt;br /&gt;Then she posts!&lt;br /&gt;Now my life's fin'ly compleeeeete!&lt;br /&gt;Just one post&lt;br /&gt;So let's make the most!&lt;br /&gt;And she'll post agaiiiiin!&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOOOONCCCCCCCCCCCEEEEEEEEEEE MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOREEEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. I'll be gone for another week, I'll probably post next Saturday, when I get back from camp.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm going to camp, to spread some gothic cheer and Phantomy goodness. &lt;br /&gt;Just hide the matches, counselors!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-5691523822275546830?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/5691523822275546830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/07/week-passsseeeeed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/5691523822275546830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/5691523822275546830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/07/week-passsseeeeed.html' title='The week passsseeeeed...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-1562591697735751579</id><published>2010-07-23T18:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T18:45:49.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/TEpA7E9cB9I/AAAAAAAAAEU/9d7SDJ11zlM/s1600/falconpunch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/TEpA7E9cB9I/AAAAAAAAAEU/9d7SDJ11zlM/s320/falconpunch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497277678847002578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(At least THIS is cute!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you know, or may not, I have &lt;a href="http://lmgtfy.com/?q=Arachnophobia+"&gt;Arachnophobia&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, it wasn't very fun when I noticed that my room has horrible, horrible, creatures.&lt;br /&gt;Creeptastic creations.&lt;br /&gt;The devil's spawn themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Spiders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE ARE SPIDERS IN MY ROOM!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;It all started with a HUGE spider next to my carpet. Mustering up all the courage I could, I took a heavy object and dropped it onto the evil creature.&lt;br /&gt;Then, as I was walking out of my room for a day of shopping, I saw an even BIGGER one. I tried to throw one of my pink limited edition Madden Girls at it, but it saw me coming, and ran away. I screamed as it hid under a pile of clothing and ran about my room, to find a tiny baby spider next to my carpet. It died immediately. I sprinted out of my room, but the idea that I had a room infested with spiders put a damper on my day. When I came back, I ran around my closet carrying heavy objects, waiting to crush it. I couldn't find it anywhere! But a few days later, I saw it again. On my &lt;a href="http://www.blablakids.com/Online-Shopping/Classic-blablas/DOLL-Fox"&gt;BlaBla brand fox&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How DARE the putrid &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;thing&lt;/span&gt; crawl onto something so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wait, sitting on my bed, for it to crawl out from its under-my-bookcase hiding spot, so I can kill it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Revenge is sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-1562591697735751579?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/1562591697735751579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/07/eeeeeeeeeeeeeek.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/1562591697735751579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/1562591697735751579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/07/eeeeeeeeeeeeeek.html' title='EEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/TEpA7E9cB9I/AAAAAAAAAEU/9d7SDJ11zlM/s72-c/falconpunch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-6961589811822349008</id><published>2010-07-22T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T10:34:05.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DUNNNN DUNDUNDUNDUNDUUUUN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/TEiAywGhdwI/AAAAAAAAAEM/fn0CFwcCCkQ/s1600/literalscreenshot72010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/TEiAywGhdwI/AAAAAAAAAEM/fn0CFwcCCkQ/s320/literalscreenshot72010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496784954599765762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ABOVE: This is what my computer desktop looks like- Oooh an insight to my life!)&lt;br /&gt;Hi... I'm in a very Phantomy mood today!&lt;br /&gt;Probably because Chelsey of Iron-Gibbet is making me a commish picture! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOO! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! :3&lt;br /&gt;So, has anything Phantomy happened to you lately? I took a bite out of my grilled cheese sandwich and the Music of the Night popped into my head... I mean, I wasn't even thinking about Phantom! (OOOOH! A fist for me! O.O) &lt;br /&gt;I just heard "Slowly, deftly, night unfurls its splendor..." And I was like:&lt;br /&gt;HOLYCRAPMYSANDWICHISHAUNTEDBYTHEOPERAGHOSTNOMNOMNOM!&lt;br /&gt;So! Talk to you later,&lt;br /&gt;AND DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW MY STORY, STILL HERE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Anna!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-6961589811822349008?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/6961589811822349008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/07/dunnnn-dundundundunduuuun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/6961589811822349008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/6961589811822349008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/07/dunnnn-dundundundunduuuun.html' title='DUNNNN DUNDUNDUNDUNDUUUUN!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/TEiAywGhdwI/AAAAAAAAAEM/fn0CFwcCCkQ/s72-c/literalscreenshot72010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-7540468132017296391</id><published>2010-07-15T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T18:15:30.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out my new story plz.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/TD-uUfw84cI/AAAAAAAAAD8/MfNGGK56EJw/s1600/SpazziebyKuniaShazune.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 167px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/TD-uUfw84cI/AAAAAAAAAD8/MfNGGK56EJw/s320/SpazziebyKuniaShazune.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494301737562726850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Above: THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU KuniaShazune!&lt;br /&gt;KuniaShazune.Deviantart.com. RIGHTNOW!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, all! If you would like to read awesomeness, check out my new story, Still Here! Just go to FanFiction.net and search up "Still Here". There should be one by Loveisangerness. Read it, and please, please, please, review! Because the story is actually based off of reviews. I mean, without reviews, there are no new chapters. So REVIEW! How many times do you think I've said review? Should I see? Well, I need you guys to review anyhow, so just don't forget to review.&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I hope you like that FREAKING AWESOME picture above. It's my favorite OC, Spazzie. She was commissioned for me by KuniaShazune! Really, Kunia, your'e too kind! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-7540468132017296391?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/7540468132017296391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/07/check-out-my-new-story-plz.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/7540468132017296391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/7540468132017296391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/07/check-out-my-new-story-plz.html' title='Check out my new story plz.'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/TD-uUfw84cI/AAAAAAAAAD8/MfNGGK56EJw/s72-c/SpazziebyKuniaShazune.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-1111016366697493792</id><published>2010-07-10T10:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T11:02:41.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/TDiyyJDfupI/AAAAAAAAAD0/QQw9Rawg1A4/s1600/RedDeathAlert.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/TDiyyJDfupI/AAAAAAAAAD0/QQw9Rawg1A4/s320/RedDeathAlert.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492336320072104594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Above: Must...Not...Poke...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, sorry for my absence. I've been chasing sensation and romance.&lt;br /&gt;Not really. I was in the lovely Rehoboth for a while. With no accsess to the internet or computers for that matter. But I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for any fun people from ff.net:&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for no recent chapters lately. I have been living on the grace of Lekass and I'm helpless without her libretto. She's trying to find the new lyrics, but hasn't found anything yet... And I'm horrible at writing random lyrics! But you all should thank her for her libretto so far. It's amazing! Check it out- RIGHT NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might do a few one-shots here and there to hold you over. I mean, my writing must be &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;so addictive&lt;/span&gt;. You must be dying since I haven't posted anything lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's enough with the vanity.&lt;br /&gt;But you should look at these stories: they are much better than mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6060484/1/"&gt;Freaks Never Die&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/u/2405149/J_C_Wright"&gt;J.C Wright &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5916328/1/"&gt;Love Will Continue&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/u/2106594/Rosibo"&gt;Rosibo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaks Never Die is really fun, since it's kind of interactive. Our favorite trio of freaks will answer all of your questions if you write them in the reviews section. I would be careful though- the second chapter is a bit... &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;innapropriate&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;(And it's all my fault. Well, and some other girl... I was Romantic Idiot. XDDDDDD )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-1111016366697493792?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/1111016366697493792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/1111016366697493792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/1111016366697493792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back.'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/TDiyyJDfupI/AAAAAAAAAD0/QQw9Rawg1A4/s72-c/RedDeathAlert.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-5554050249279073334</id><published>2010-06-27T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T17:30:00.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry for my absence!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/TCflCdpOPuI/AAAAAAAAADs/9lmrngEICRY/s1600/GypsySong.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/TCflCdpOPuI/AAAAAAAAADs/9lmrngEICRY/s320/GypsySong.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487606501454266082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ABOVE: Made on a game from DollDivine.com- inspired by Shakira's song Gypsy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Miss Anna has returned."&lt;br /&gt;"Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah as far as we're concerned."&lt;br /&gt;"Where is she now?"&lt;br /&gt;"I thought it best she'd stay alone-"&lt;br /&gt;"She needed rest."&lt;br /&gt;"Can I see her?"&lt;br /&gt;"No Mssr. She will see no one."&lt;br /&gt;"WILL SHE SING? WILL SHE SING?"&lt;br /&gt;"Here- I have a post!"&lt;br /&gt;"LET ME SEE IT!"&lt;br /&gt;*All run to their computer to check the blog*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like my little piece there? Did you love how I memorized Mssr. Andre and Mssr. Firmin' part?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well! I thought I had posted a lot more, but apparently they did not save... &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the last few days, a few thing happened.&lt;br /&gt;Paige came to visit. We went to get icecream.&lt;br /&gt;I had a brilliant idea- McDonald's should get alcohol licences. Then I was like OhmyGod I'm so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;I bruised my jaw (Which reminded me of Requiem Mask).&lt;br /&gt;I found a website about hating Twilight.&lt;br /&gt;I failed to buy a mask.&lt;br /&gt;I had a question for a seller on Etsy.&lt;br /&gt;I held a party, complete with impressive fireworks, singing PMGIWTGB with Spazzie and her sister, and pie. And none of you were invited.&lt;br /&gt;Kidding. I invited *all* of you, but none of you felt like showing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an idea for my LND parody on ff.net.&lt;br /&gt;If any of you stalke-I mean, followed me from the aforementioned site, Welcome!&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I haven't been updating my story... I'm completely composing on my own at the moment, no lyrics, pictures, or even a tune to inspire me. They replaced a few songs and scenes, and I have no idea what to do... T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to hold you over, a scene from...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Please, Miss Giry, I Want To Go Back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THE PHANTOM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; WE CAN'T ALL BE LIKE CHRISTINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;EVERYONE, MINUS THE PHANTOM AND MEG:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, SNAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MEG:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your'e freaking kidding me, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THE PHANTOM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Sheepishly&lt;/span&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;No...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Meg shoots Christine with a scream of agony and rage. Christine falls to the ground, as she was hit by the bullet. She's profusely bleeding.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CHRISTINE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm profusely bleeding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THE PHANTOM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(He tries to stop the bleeding by bunching up her jacket.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;GUSTAVE&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MEG&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit. What the hell did I just do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;GUSTAVE&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Where's dad? He should have been here! Where's daddy...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CHRISTINE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Smiling weakly, her voice is very frail)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Your father... Your real father...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Gustave looks up at the Phantom, who is looking down at him.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;GUSTAVE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bu-But how do you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CHRISTINE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, of course because your'e so musical! And your'e just&lt;br /&gt;TEN YEARS OLD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THE PHANTOM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God... My God...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you like it! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Keep in note that this is a rough draft&lt;/span&gt;, and will most likely be slightly (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Or greatly, like ALW did)&lt;/span&gt; changed when put on ff.net. I have a long way to go until I get this far, too! The story should be from 15-17 chapters, I think... We'll see! (^/-^)&lt;br /&gt;Until next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remain your obedient servant (Unless you piss me off),&lt;br /&gt;LIA/BI/ANNA &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-5554050249279073334?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/5554050249279073334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/06/sorry-for-my-absence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/5554050249279073334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/5554050249279073334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/06/sorry-for-my-absence.html' title='Sorry for my absence!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/TCflCdpOPuI/AAAAAAAAADs/9lmrngEICRY/s72-c/GypsySong.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-5545561067274339951</id><published>2010-06-18T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T22:26:47.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AND BELOW: A MOMENT OF SILENCE.</title><content type='html'>Yes, it's me! I'm alive... Like anyone cares... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm random for some reason... Well, today I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND BELOW- A MOMENT OF SILENCE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-5545561067274339951?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/5545561067274339951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-below-moment-of-silence.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/5545561067274339951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/5545561067274339951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-below-moment-of-silence.html' title='AND BELOW: A MOMENT OF SILENCE.'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-2061514827125338151</id><published>2010-06-18T22:22:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T22:23:24.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-2061514827125338151?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/2061514827125338151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/06/heloooooo_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/2061514827125338151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/2061514827125338151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/06/heloooooo_18.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-5761631665334644318</id><published>2010-06-18T22:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T22:22:46.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heloooooo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-5761631665334644318?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/5761631665334644318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/06/heloooooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/5761631665334644318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/5761631665334644318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/06/heloooooo.html' title='Heloooooo!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-1960806135224462995</id><published>2010-06-17T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T23:30:43.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey!</title><content type='html'>Hi! Well, I'm sorry that there haven't been that many post lately. I have kind of had a few bigger fish to fry, greater fanfictions to write, better rants to listen to... XD&lt;br /&gt;And, my computer has been confiscated. Yeah... So maybe more late night posts...? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll talk later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-1960806135224462995?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/1960806135224462995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/06/hey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/1960806135224462995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/1960806135224462995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/06/hey.html' title='Hey!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-6082326143188795219</id><published>2010-06-15T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T21:33:19.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two can keep a secret...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/TBhT2AlIMAI/AAAAAAAAADk/q3CnBtt7Vo0/s1600/plantIV.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/TBhT2AlIMAI/AAAAAAAAADk/q3CnBtt7Vo0/s320/plantIV.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483224733657346050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better lock it in your pocket-&lt;br /&gt;gonna take this to the grave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PICTURE ABOVE: Is this Macabre enough?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving the show Pretty Little Liars and the theme song Secret... Watch the full music video of it- homicidal sisters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So- does anyone else watch Pretty Little Liars? Any discussions? Have you read the books? If so, are you willing to spoil it for me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-6082326143188795219?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/6082326143188795219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/06/two-can-keep-secret.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/6082326143188795219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/6082326143188795219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/06/two-can-keep-secret.html' title='Two can keep a secret...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/TBhT2AlIMAI/AAAAAAAAADk/q3CnBtt7Vo0/s72-c/plantIV.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-5435381201515147968</id><published>2010-06-11T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T11:33:12.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream in French</title><content type='html'>Si les plus étranges rêves, jamais. J'ai été essayer d'être dans l'Amour ne meurt jamais le film (pas vrai!). Je voulais être Christine ou Meg ... Et je suis dans cette voiture avec un tas d'autres personnes qui ont essayé. Justin Beiber (Ew) était là. Il voulait être Raoul. XD&lt;br /&gt;Et puis c'était Halloween ...? J'ai été battu pour les enfants ne suivent pas les "Take One Piece" règle de la maison de ma tante ... Et puis je regardais par Parker tandis qu'il prenait des bonbons. Puis Justin Beiber revint pour me donner une robe ...&lt;br /&gt;Je me suis réveillé en pleine confusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In English: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the weirdest dream ever. I was trying out to be in the Love Never Dies movie (Not real!). I wanted to be Christine or Meg... And I got in this car with a bunch of other people who were trying out. Justin Beiber (Ew) was there. He wanted to be Raoul. XD&lt;br /&gt;And then it was Halloween...? I was beating kids up for not following the "Take one Piece" rule at my aunt's house... And then I was staring down Parker (This dude in my class) whilst he was taking candy. Then Justin Beiber came back to give me a dress...&lt;br /&gt;I woke up totally confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely. I'm working on my LND parody as you read this, it's hard to come up with stuff for songs 3 and 4- They have completely changed from the CD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-5435381201515147968?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/5435381201515147968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/06/dream-in-french.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/5435381201515147968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/5435381201515147968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/06/dream-in-french.html' title='Dream in French'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-1210766295815742598</id><published>2010-06-09T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T12:19:54.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Never Dies: A Parody- Prologue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;LOVE NEVER DIES:&lt;br /&gt;A parody by Beautifully Insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE 1: &lt;br /&gt;An abandoned boardwalk. We see charred posters of freaks, singers, dancers, and such pasted onto the dilapidated gates of a long and forgotten theme park. A woman dressed in rags hobbles over to the posters, reminiscing the times when all the attractions depicted on the posters were still available.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MADAME GIRY:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Looking at each poster in turn, a melancholy smile upon her face)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phantasma… How lovely it was! The sights, the music in the air… The freaks… All so wonderful…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(She snorts upon the sight of a poster starring MEG GIRY, the “Ooh La La Girl”)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little Meg… My only daughter. She was such an attention whore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(She lets out a small gasp at the sight of the last poster, it is completely intact, with the words “CHRISTINE DAAE, SINGING FOR ONE NIGHT ONLY!” surrounding a beautiful figure, who we all recognize as CHRISTINE.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine… How could I not have seen it coming?&lt;br /&gt;I could have stopped her. But now there is nothing. Nothing left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(A small figure emerges from the shadows. A ghostly young woman in what seems to be a ruined costume limps on a cane over to the startled MADAME GIRY.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FLECK&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(spitting these words to MADAME GIRY)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Oh, there are many things left, Giry.&lt;br /&gt;Ghosts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MADAME GIRY:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Apparently unhinged at the sight of FLECK, she backs away from the pale figure.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H-how are you still here? Why are you still here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FLECK:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would we not be here? Where else could we be? This was our home! This is our home!&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember how wonderful this was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(FLECK grabs MADAME GIRY’S arm; MADAME GIRY tries to pull away, but FLECK holds too strong a grip)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you?&lt;br /&gt;CONEY ISLAND, FULL OF SIGHTS, LIGHTS GLIMMERING!&lt;br /&gt;SONG AND DANCE, ‘ROUND WE PRANCE.&lt;br /&gt;OCEANS COLD, SUMMER’S DAYS ALL SIMMERING!&lt;br /&gt;FUN, AND LOVE! &lt;br /&gt;WONDER WHEEL ABOVE!&lt;br /&gt;MEG AND MADAME GIRY:&lt;br /&gt;EV’RYTHING THAT ONE COULD WISH!&lt;br /&gt;THE MEMORIES MADE TO RELISH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Coney Island’s glory days are remembered by the two as bright lights begin to show what Coney Island used to be like- more importantly, what Phantasma was like.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MADAME GIRY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONEY ISLE! CREATIONS, CREATIVITY!&lt;br /&gt;LEFT AND RIGHT! SWIRLING LIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;EV’RYWHERE, PEOPLE SPINNING MERRILY!&lt;br /&gt;SOUNDS AFLAME! LIFE’S A GAME!&lt;br /&gt;ANYONE COULD BE FOUND THERE! &lt;br /&gt;LOVERS, HATERS, LIGHT THE FLARE!&lt;br /&gt;EV’RY DAY! NEWCOMERS CAME POURING IN!&lt;br /&gt;STRANGERS STARE, ‘TILL THEY WERE GIVEN EV’RY WHIM!&lt;br /&gt;DARK AS NIGHT, WADING THROUGH THE COLOSSAL CROWDS!&lt;br /&gt;TIME STAYS STILL, BECAUSE ANYTHING’S ALLOWED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you like it- I made it! :) It was pretty hard, and will upload some more later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-1210766295815742598?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/1210766295815742598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-never-dies-parody-prologue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/1210766295815742598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/1210766295815742598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-never-dies-parody-prologue.html' title='Love Never Dies: A Parody- Prologue'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-3954125904775777845</id><published>2010-06-06T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T17:50:58.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>These are a few of my favorite things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/TAw-xofuvII/AAAAAAAAADc/utmE-36K8_U/s1600/phantomflowerpixel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/TAw-xofuvII/AAAAAAAAADc/utmE-36K8_U/s320/phantomflowerpixel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479823869008067714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ABOVE: Phantom rose! Out of pixels!;D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to Target and Borders. At Target, I bought the Notebook by Nicholas Sparks... :)&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to Borders: Lovely, lovely, Borders. I got some summer reading books, and a life changing one. This book will change how I view the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaston Leroux's novel, The Phantom of the Opera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way, you TOTALLY need Tokidoki's lip gloss exclusively for Sephora. It is lovely. So wonderful. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now join in song with me:&lt;br /&gt;When people do yell,&lt;br /&gt;I'll feel like Hell-&lt;br /&gt;But it's not that bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll simply remember my favorite things...&lt;br /&gt;Like my Angel of Music and Sapphire rings!&lt;br /&gt;And then I won't feel so bad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-3954125904775777845?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/3954125904775777845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/06/these-are-few-of-my-favorite-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/3954125904775777845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/3954125904775777845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/06/these-are-few-of-my-favorite-things.html' title='These are a few of my favorite things...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/TAw-xofuvII/AAAAAAAAADc/utmE-36K8_U/s72-c/phantomflowerpixel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-438942853615484698</id><published>2010-06-02T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T12:08:44.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>30th post. whoopee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/TAasBfzAlcI/AAAAAAAAADU/PuHom38n8Aw/s1600/phonts1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/TAasBfzAlcI/AAAAAAAAADU/PuHom38n8Aw/s320/phonts1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478255138458080706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ABOVE: Some lovely fonts...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's everyone's Wednesday? Mine sucks! :)&lt;br /&gt;Well, have fun people... I'm going phantoming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-438942853615484698?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/438942853615484698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/06/30th-post-whoopee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/438942853615484698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/438942853615484698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/06/30th-post-whoopee.html' title='30th post. whoopee.'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/TAasBfzAlcI/AAAAAAAAADU/PuHom38n8Aw/s72-c/phonts1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-6906140392517961534</id><published>2010-05-30T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T16:29:06.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It turns out...</title><content type='html'>Well, my laptop decided that life was worth living and came back to life without the help of HP. Give my laptop a hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Field Day was OK, just to let you all know... We were put on LOCKDOWN! There was a suspicious person or whatever and the po-po told us to go inside and lock all the doors... We were allowed back outside after an hour or so, but it was fun and scary at the same time... X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M DONE WITH SCHOOL. Just in time, too. I was seriously ready to stab the authorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Andrew Lloyd Webber looks like an elf! But I already knew that! ^.^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-6906140392517961534?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/6906140392517961534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/05/it-turns-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/6906140392517961534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/6906140392517961534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/05/it-turns-out.html' title='It turns out...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-5488373547221597458</id><published>2010-05-26T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T12:53:07.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOAHWOAHWOAHWOAHWOAH. I have an explanation.</title><content type='html'>Sorry I have not been on in so long. My computer hates me and decided to commit suicide... And so now I have to use my mother's computer until mine comes back from HPland where they will use magic happy dust to bring it back to life. And they are saving my memory. And that is why I love HP.&lt;br /&gt;Today the 8th graders graduated. Tomorrow is the last day of classes, and Friday we have the horrid field day, which consists of me being WAY to sleepy and doing really hard activities in like 100 degree weather, and all your classmates yelling at you when you ask for a break, since "Only 6 people are in it this year!"&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like fun, right?&lt;br /&gt;But on Tuesday our school rents out the water park. And movie night with besties. Horror films and Alice in Wonderland... Lovely combination! We might just get high off coffee though... &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;SO done with school and the evil Vice Principal... GAAAAAAAH! STAB STAB STABBBBBBBBB. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violence answers everything. Eeeeeeeeeeeeeverythinnnnng.&lt;br /&gt;Like one of my bestie's "fan club" of little girls who have voices like they live in a helium factory... She wanted to stab them when they sang about how she should "Be happy! And peaceful! AND SMIIIILEEEEE!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STRANGER DANGER! 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I have an explanation.'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-5477367414189545857</id><published>2010-05-13T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T13:13:58.277-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgiveness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awkward'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excuses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turn-offs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hello'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='besties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sequits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESSSSPPLODE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suckish'/><title type='text'>Pssssh.</title><content type='html'>11 days of school left.&lt;br /&gt;But I got a detention for the stupidest reason ever. I poked a kid in my class with a pen. &lt;br /&gt;I didn't even draw blood!&lt;br /&gt;And so during detention, the Vice Principal came in, pretty much told me I was rude and immature, and she was "worried I would be a bad influence and didn't want me to be a class leader next year". &lt;br /&gt;Which means she doesn't want me to be an 8th grader.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, she sucks!&lt;br /&gt;So, how was your school year? Were you ever shunned by your classmates? Were you considered a criminal among the teachers? Were there only 3 people that kept you sane? Did you read any good books? Bomb a test? Star in a play? Mess up on stage? Laugh? Cry? Scream? Murder?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-5477367414189545857?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/5477367414189545857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/05/pssssh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/5477367414189545857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/5477367414189545857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/05/pssssh.html' title='Pssssh.'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-5368359173189974363</id><published>2010-05-09T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T10:43:43.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>J'aime ma maman!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S-brOzkZu5I/AAAAAAAAADM/a8GXOhpn4uc/s1600/momdaughterps.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S-brOzkZu5I/AAAAAAAAADM/a8GXOhpn4uc/s320/momdaughterps.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469317437081631634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ABOVE: I made this for a contest on a Facebook app... It's kind of lame, I know, but it's mother's day, right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo happy Mother's day! Mine is pretty good so far! I made my mom a card, with a messed-up haiku (I did 5 syllables, 7 syllables, 7 syllables... &gt;.&lt; ) in Japanese, and a heartfelt message in French, as my mom is fluent in French. I could not get her a gift, I had no one to take me to the store, so I gave her money to go towards the plants she wanted to get... She's into gardening in the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she got me something! It's a necklace- with a heart shaped key. She said that she knew it was Mother's day, but the necklaces represented me and my sister or something along those lines...&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I am randomly sleepy- but I am ALMOST done READING &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2238245/1/Fraternite"&gt;Fraternité&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLICK CLICK &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;CLICK that link NOW if you want to read an ADDICTIVE Phanfic! It's so "O.O OMG!!!" and "WTA????!??!!??!?!?!?" AND "NO WAY! NO WAY!" and most of all "SQWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Worthy that you would not believe it! :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-5368359173189974363?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/5368359173189974363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/05/jaime-ma-maman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/5368359173189974363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/5368359173189974363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/05/jaime-ma-maman.html' title='J&apos;aime ma maman!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S-brOzkZu5I/AAAAAAAAADM/a8GXOhpn4uc/s72-c/momdaughterps.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-2946795791200591061</id><published>2010-05-05T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T12:30:54.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sexy Police.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S-HHUE2aAnI/AAAAAAAAAC8/R7NRUP_m_Mk/s1600/Picnik20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 128px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S-HHUE2aAnI/AAAAAAAAAC8/R7NRUP_m_Mk/s320/Picnik20.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467870570317742706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Sophia. That is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-2946795791200591061?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/2946795791200591061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/05/sexy-police.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/2946795791200591061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/2946795791200591061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/05/sexy-police.html' title='The Sexy Police.'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S-HHUE2aAnI/AAAAAAAAAC8/R7NRUP_m_Mk/s72-c/Picnik20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-9070661249462280455</id><published>2010-05-04T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T08:58:24.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GAAAAH.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S-BEAutm9eI/AAAAAAAAAC0/swBKFQm7-t4/s1600/wolf2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S-BEAutm9eI/AAAAAAAAAC0/swBKFQm7-t4/s320/wolf2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467444726957798882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ABOVE: If the Phantom were a wolf, I think he would look like this! X3 )&lt;br /&gt;I have some annoying bugs in my room, I mean, they got in from outside somehow, and infested both my rug and my bed... One thing I DESPISE about Summer. Last year, we had Springtails, this year, we have tiny annoying black beetles. I made sure to give most of them a slow and painful death, but I ended up fleeing from my room after I finished my homework. I went back in, grabbed some giant stuffed animals to serve as body pillows, my super old copy of Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, this awesome secret thing... (I'm keeping it a secret until Saturday!), and my CD player. Oh, and my cat. I got about a good 15 minutes of sleep all night, I was an insomniac with a throat that hurt really bad... So my mother let me sleep in this morning. I woke up at about 11:30, feeling like a used tissue. So I am just going to dip the whole school thing today, although I was supposed to run to the book fair and grab the only 2 octopus markers for my bestie (Not Sofee, but Chey-la, the one with the severe allergies/romantic idiot/awesome Phantom impersonator when it comes to pointing) and me. Because my kinda frenimie was going to take one, and me and Chey-la wanted the matching markers, and we saw them first anyway... Well, whatever. I'll just go on Ebay and buy like 50 of them for 3 dollars... X]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... I think that is it... Before the Performance is on... I like this song, and next is Devil Take the Hindmost (Quartet)!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Que heavy French accent*&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps she won't go on, perhaps she'll lose her nerve, perhaps her voice won't serve and she will fail him now! And then my child and I shall get what we deserve- DEVIL TAKE THE HINDMOST!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-9070661249462280455?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/9070661249462280455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/05/gaaaah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/9070661249462280455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/9070661249462280455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/05/gaaaah.html' title='GAAAAH.'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S-BEAutm9eI/AAAAAAAAAC0/swBKFQm7-t4/s72-c/wolf2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-7233513207287863112</id><published>2010-05-03T18:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T08:45:28.507-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ILOVEYOU'/><title type='text'>Whipped Cream.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S9-AKHqzObI/AAAAAAAAACs/DJPL9nEa9FA/s1600/BFFs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S9-AKHqzObI/AAAAAAAAACs/DJPL9nEa9FA/s320/BFFs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467229383996684722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ABOVE: You are the pirate, so you can make random ARRR noises, and I'm the ninja, so I can hide some dead bodies and maybe some Japanese soda in your hiding place)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophia C. = &lt;3 Elle est venue et s'est excusé avec une note en awesomeness pure. Et des ailes de dragon. Elle est étonnante. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pour Anna, de qui vous savez.&lt;br /&gt;Les éléments suivants seront bientôt appartenir à Anna Maria DeCesaris (Dès que Sophie va au centre commercial)&lt;br /&gt;1) Chesire Cat anneau de Hot Topic&lt;br /&gt;Scribble 2) * *&lt;br /&gt;3) Une image personnellement établi par moi&lt;br /&gt;2) des bonbons&lt;br /&gt;Im Sorry SUPER -&gt;&lt;br /&gt;et j'espère que vous me le permettez, en présence de votre samedi soir HASO après avoir dîner avec moi cousins chez moi.&lt;br /&gt;Post-scriptum J'espère que vous avez aimé ce. * * Scribble&lt;br /&gt;De: La puce meanie Sophia&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. Voici quelques ailes de dragon&lt;br /&gt;PPPS si vous étiez un film youd être PG13 pour presque tué votre cousin hors d'une voiture pas si le déplacement et la violence et des images effrayantes. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post, like the last is dedicated to my one and only best friend cousin, the one who started the Phan monster inside of me, knows all the words to Goin' Courtin' but only when I sing it with her, will sing the Degrassi theme song with me even when others can hear, is a hater and killer of gluten filled foods, got severe depression from a Pug calendar by Brown Trout or whatever, gives me colorful days, and is the only girl I know who knows all my embarrasing secrets and shares all the embarrasing moments with me, and never laughs unless I am laughing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofee, you rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like whipped cream... :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-7233513207287863112?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/7233513207287863112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/05/whipped-cream.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/7233513207287863112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/7233513207287863112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/05/whipped-cream.html' title='Whipped Cream.'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S9-AKHqzObI/AAAAAAAAACs/DJPL9nEa9FA/s72-c/BFFs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-1356737463215969178</id><published>2010-05-03T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T18:51:52.765-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Never Dies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dear old friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestie forever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apologizing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='French'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sofee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ILOVEYOU'/><title type='text'>Dear Sophia,</title><content type='html'>If you see a bit below, my dear Sophia, you will see a not very nice rant in French. Do not read it. Because when I read it over after I calmed down, it made me sad. And it says really mean things that really make no sense at all, but I had no idea what I was saying... XD&lt;div&gt;ILOVEYOU. I am happy that you apologized, and I need to apologize to you. You are the original bestie, the first one to grace the earth and actually be real. You are my best friend cousin and I could never forget that. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sofee, I am sorry, too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ILOVEYOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-1356737463215969178?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/1356737463215969178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/05/dear-sophia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/1356737463215969178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/1356737463215969178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/05/dear-sophia.html' title='Dear Sophia,'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-4173328134557255377</id><published>2010-05-03T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T16:02:56.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picnik is quite my life... XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S99JboUKxCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/XfkXXtmRfBM/s1600/headlessbartender.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S99JboUKxCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/XfkXXtmRfBM/s320/headlessbartender.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467169211678376994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ABOVE: Some random creations of mine...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, people. Just to tell you, if you are reading this, I will make you a free picture on picnik! HOOOORAAAY! Just send me a picture, tell me how you want it (serious, silly, pretty, etc.) and I will try to work my magic. I will email these pictures to you, and if you say OK, I will put them in my &lt;a href="http://loveisangerness.deviantart.com/"&gt;deviant art gallery&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;TRA LA LA LA LA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-4173328134557255377?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/4173328134557255377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/05/picnik-is-quite-my-life-xd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/4173328134557255377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/4173328134557255377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/05/picnik-is-quite-my-life-xd.html' title='Picnik is quite my life... XD'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S99JboUKxCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/XfkXXtmRfBM/s72-c/headlessbartender.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-38694765557570111</id><published>2010-05-02T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T06:39:26.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW BANNER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S92ARHR1vRI/AAAAAAAAAB0/XHgZnINhpAo/s1600/what+the+heck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S92ARHR1vRI/AAAAAAAAAB0/XHgZnINhpAo/s320/what+the+heck.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466666554197654802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ABOVE: Beautiful, huh? I might just have to go as this for Halloween... Or Emily from the Corpse Bride. Or Christine. Or Meg. Or a phemale Phantom!!!!! :3 )&lt;br /&gt;Don't you all LOVE my new banner? I made it on the lovely Picnik, and it makes me smile! It says a LOT about me, but I couldn't really find anything that showed I was violent, so it's missing that, I think...&lt;br /&gt;OH! AND TODAY I GET TO CHANGE MY SIGNATURE ON PHANTOMOFTHEOPERA.COM!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, all of you Phans need to go there NOWNOWNOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just to let you know, after that beautiful rant in French on my last post, I think I feel a bit better. After the rant, I made my lovely new banner, read some SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Worthy phanfics. (Click &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2238245/1/Fraternite"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to read it... Too addicting and you HAVE to see chapter 26!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my throat FREAKING HURTS!!!!!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that is all. Off to make my father cook me some scrambled eggies. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-38694765557570111?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/38694765557570111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-banner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/38694765557570111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/38694765557570111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-banner.html' title='NEW BANNER!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S92ARHR1vRI/AAAAAAAAAB0/XHgZnINhpAo/s72-c/what+the+heck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-1073431100681107479</id><published>2010-05-01T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T08:45:04.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rant in French...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S9zJ9VW8UcI/AAAAAAAAABk/zJLqTdYU8BY/s1600/tearsofhate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S9zJ9VW8UcI/AAAAAAAAABk/zJLqTdYU8BY/s320/tearsofhate.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466466103263515074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ABOVE: I made this picture...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, all. This post used to be a rant in French, but when I made it I was in the middle of a hissy fit, I was royally bourré, and delirious on Cough Medicine. So I deleted that rant.&lt;br /&gt;Mon ami made me feel like whipped cream last night, and I decided to delete- or at least edit- this post... :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-1073431100681107479?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/1073431100681107479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/05/merde.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/1073431100681107479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/1073431100681107479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/05/merde.html' title='Rant in French...?'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S9zJ9VW8UcI/AAAAAAAAABk/zJLqTdYU8BY/s72-c/tearsofhate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-2138178126125829787</id><published>2010-05-01T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T16:42:37.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cussing in French.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S9y5GpBnfeI/AAAAAAAAABc/CJ7gfMHiI-o/s1600/picnik17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 297px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S9y5GpBnfeI/AAAAAAAAABc/CJ7gfMHiI-o/s320/picnik17.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466447571463929314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ABOVE: My latest creation on the wonderful facebook app, Picnik.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ello, dahhhhlinks.&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to a party of sorts. I was so surprised I didn't meet up with a technicolor yawn... X3 I was nom nom nomming then just randomly jumping into a fancy smancy saltwater pool... &lt;br /&gt;Well, I have learned some words in French: some nice, some not (note the title of the post) and recently received the most random call on the face of the earth from my "neighbors" of sorts. Sorry if you guys are reading this: the next sentence is showing a bit of my new-found cruelness I learned from Erik... :) I really need to tell them I got a new number or something, I don't need strange calls like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And QUESTION:&lt;br /&gt;This is for all my dear friends: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind. I just got some horrid news. There goes the highlight of my weekend. I turned down so much awesome plans and it all went down the drain. Again. :/&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I hope someone doesn't see this. Oh wait- that person is having too much fun with all their other mean friends who hate me. God, I feel so loved.&lt;br /&gt;Merde, I need my Angel of Music before my tears short circuit my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaaaah. Today officially sucked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-2138178126125829787?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/2138178126125829787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/05/cussing-in-french.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/2138178126125829787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/2138178126125829787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/05/cussing-in-french.html' title='Cussing in French.'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S9y5GpBnfeI/AAAAAAAAABc/CJ7gfMHiI-o/s72-c/picnik17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-2300424216880124304</id><published>2010-04-28T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T17:05:54.034-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angel of Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mon Dieu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EpiPen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strawberries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sequits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic win'/><title type='text'>Abyssal Fish, An Angel of Music, and some Doodle Ooodle Ooodle Ooos... Mon Dieu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S9jNFRKGCtI/AAAAAAAAABU/IfGojClvjXw/s1600/EPICWINCHILD.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/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S9jNFRKGCtI/AAAAAAAAABU/IfGojClvjXw/s320/EPICWINCHILD.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465343638202878674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ABOVE: EPIC WIN child!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon Dieu, (Although the sound of French is not very appealing to me, I might have to take it up. &gt;-&lt; ) so much has gone on!&lt;br /&gt;Seeeequits wilder than I could guess, and I am not allowed to tell a SOUL... (Well, maybe my Angel of Music, whenever he comes back to me...), EpiPens and near death experiences (My wonderous bestie has a vast array of allergies, apparently one to strawberries... she was rushed to the hospital during school and no one told me! I thought it was just a leisurely drive home although there was the use of an EpiPen...), Showtunes of all sorts stuck in my head (Here's looking at YOU, you know who you are... &gt;.&lt; ), and not-so-delicious sobe. I need some STARBUCKS, maaaaan. Before I pass out during history.&lt;br /&gt;I am supposed to be finding research on a project that was supposed to be 100% complete today during class, but the google is being mean and not finding any useful information!&lt;br /&gt;EEEEEEEEK!&lt;br /&gt;... Just thinking about my bestie's ordeal today is making my throat feel all swelly. I think I'm to get some tea now, goodbye, dears.&lt;br /&gt;I remain your obedient servant, O.G&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-2300424216880124304?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/2300424216880124304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/04/abyssal-fish-angel-of-music-and-some.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/2300424216880124304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/2300424216880124304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/04/abyssal-fish-angel-of-music-and-some.html' title='Abyssal Fish, An Angel of Music, and some Doodle Ooodle Ooodle Ooos... Mon Dieu!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S9jNFRKGCtI/AAAAAAAAABU/IfGojClvjXw/s72-c/EPICWINCHILD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-828076229038563483</id><published>2010-04-25T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T18:40:03.781-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PotO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgiveness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='torture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solitary'/><title type='text'>I'm so freaking sorry!</title><content type='html'>Sorry about my absence... If anyone is reading. I forgot again. I beg your forgiveness. And please watch Solitary 3.0 please. Right now there is a PotO-esque torture chamber!!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-828076229038563483?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/828076229038563483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-so-freaking-sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/828076229038563483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/828076229038563483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-so-freaking-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m so freaking sorry!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-303761039787579389</id><published>2010-04-16T15:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T15:31:15.350-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PotO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='besties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trivia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teacher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Life is good!</title><content type='html'>As of yesterday, my life is about 75% complete! I saw the PHANTOM OF THE OPERA!!! IT WAS SO GOOD! And I got SIGNATURES!!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;And I saw Trista's (She plays Christine) gypsy dog! It was an ADORABLE beagle that stays in her dressing room during performances. She always travels with her.&lt;br /&gt;I got Meg, Carlotta, THE PHANTOM, Andre (Populare owner), Piangi (Carlotta's wife), and Christine's signatures. I'm pretty sure that is it... 6 out of 9 main characters!&lt;br /&gt;AND MY HOMEROOM TEACHER IS HAVING A BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I AM SO HAPPY FOR HER! She never seemed like the kind to, but yesterday she told us. Here is the story in script form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Did you guys hear about the rumor that is true?&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; My besties: No, what is it?&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: That me and my husband are going to be parents!&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; My besties: WHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA? OMG NO WAY!&lt;br /&gt;Me (inside): SQWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Okay, go to Math class now!&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; Besties: Bye! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today was my bestie's mom's birthday, so SPLAPPY BIRTHDAYY! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And her new house is AHHHHMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, 'till next time, daaaaahhhhhlinks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone is reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I am holding another contest: This one is all trivia. PotO/LND trivia. :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-303761039787579389?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/303761039787579389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/04/life-is-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/303761039787579389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/303761039787579389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/04/life-is-good.html' title='Life is good!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-3581104161324801227</id><published>2010-04-11T18:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T19:05:47.525-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awkward'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tee hee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='20'/><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Well, this is awkward...&lt;br /&gt;Tee hee. Yesterday my sister turned 20. Happy Birthday, only kinda late. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-3581104161324801227?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/3581104161324801227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/3581104161324801227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/3581104161324801227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-4836699439162518680</id><published>2010-04-09T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T19:31:27.397-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Never Dies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dear old friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vicomte&apos;s boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring 2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='andrew lloyd webber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gustave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surgery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isreal'/><title type='text'>YES...! Wait- NOOOOO!</title><content type='html'>Today my Deluxe Edition CD of Love Never Dies came!&lt;br /&gt;HOORAY! Right now, I am listening to Dear Old Friend... The lyric booklet is in my hand... I see the Phantom of the Opera in 6 days, on the 22nd, I'm seeing OWL CITY!&lt;br /&gt;Ah, life is good.&lt;br /&gt;Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit. Something has to be wrong here, you say?&lt;br /&gt;Your'e right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to health circumstanses, Andrew Lloyd Webber had to postpone the Broadway showing of LND!!!!!!!!!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! How the heck am I going to be able to wait until SPRING 2011 for it!!!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!???????&lt;br /&gt;And my far away friend is going to move... TO ISREAL! Yaelio, I want you to know that even though we'll be able to talk, I'll miss you!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Finale of DOF*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye. That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only that BASTARD had never been BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Dearest Ramin Karimloo, who plays the smexy Mr. Y, was rushed to the hospital for keyhole surgery not too long ago. He is on the road to recovery, but I feel so bad for him!!!! Let's hope he can get back to being our favorite Canadian from Iran who is super smexy not only while being a singing deformed phantom obsessed with a married Stratosphere Soprano whose child could not handle the beauty underneath at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at the Phantom Confronts Christine at the moment! Ooooh! Confession time, Christine! What's that? HIS SON???????!?!?!?!?!?!?!? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-4836699439162518680?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/4836699439162518680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/04/yes-wait-nooooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/4836699439162518680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/4836699439162518680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/04/yes-wait-nooooo.html' title='YES...! Wait- NOOOOO!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-1093983262640341116</id><published>2010-04-05T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T13:59:05.455-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Never Dies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deviantart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dear old friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='andrew lloyd webber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>I HATE allergies!</title><content type='html'>@ home sick again from my freaking allergies.&lt;br /&gt;Look at my meager &lt;a href="http://loveisangerness.deviantart.com/"&gt;gallery&lt;/a&gt; on deviantart. maybe I'll add some more..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's changed, and never will. Just rearranged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words of wisdom, words of wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My contest is still going on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-1093983262640341116?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/1093983262640341116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-hate-allergies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/1093983262640341116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/1093983262640341116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-hate-allergies.html' title='I HATE allergies!'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-2095597780578994701</id><published>2010-04-04T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T17:12:38.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>P.S</title><content type='html'>Happy Easter, tralalalala....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dqVZSXvXWCU&amp;NR=1"&gt;The Coney Island Waltz&lt;/a&gt; is great with dark chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSS: I edited it because I just read over it and when I typed some gibberish, I accidentally typed a not so nice word... :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-2095597780578994701?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/2095597780578994701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/04/ps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/2095597780578994701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/2095597780578994701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/04/ps.html' title='P.S'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-3879477793149203276</id><published>2010-04-04T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T10:32:54.754-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='andrew lloyd webber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alice in Wonderland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coney island'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links'/><title type='text'>Lessons from lyrics...</title><content type='html'>I recently have been drooling over all the songs in Love Never Dies. I think you would have noticed that by now, though. Well, you would have noticed it if you actually read the blog. But I don't think you do. I just write to calm down my nerves and stop twitching. (I don't actually twitch, just to let you know!)&lt;div&gt;Well, back to the songs. The lyrics, they are so poetic. I love them! And I can learn a lot from them, hence the title of today's post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See? Read these:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Madame Giry (sotto voice to Christine):&lt;br /&gt;You mustn't stay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine (sotto voice to Madame Giry):&lt;br /&gt;Why would I leave?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raoul (sotto voice to Meg):&lt;br /&gt;Why are we here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meg (sotto voice to Raoul):&lt;br /&gt;Don't play naive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All four:&lt;br /&gt;What dear old friends!&lt;br /&gt;Don't we all revere old friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raoul:&lt;br /&gt;Nothing has been changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meg:&lt;br /&gt;And never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madame Giry and Christine:&lt;br /&gt;Just rearranged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All four:&lt;br /&gt;And yet we're still such grand old friends,&lt;br /&gt;Such devoted and old friends!&lt;br /&gt;Words could not suggest what's in my heart--&lt;br /&gt;And for the rest? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;all the lyrics for Dear Old Friend can be found &lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/dear-old-friend-lyrics-andrew-lloyd-webber.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Listen to it &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=il2-Ji-nLPE&amp;amp;feature=channel"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-size: large;"&gt;LESSON: Even if you hate the 'friend', you must keep your social graces and act as if you love them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Phantom: Of course. As you say, you've beaten me before, but that was a long time ago, Vicomte. And we were playing a different&lt;br /&gt;game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at you, deep in debt&lt;br /&gt;Stinking drunk - pitiful&lt;br /&gt;Shall we two make a bet?&lt;br /&gt;Devil take he hindmost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raul: Look at you, foul as sin&lt;br /&gt;Hideous - horrible&lt;br /&gt;Call the stakes, deal me in&lt;br /&gt;Devil take the hindmost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phantom: Our Christine shall choose tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raul: Let her choose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phantom: Is she yours or mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raul: Draw the line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phantom: If she sings you lose tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raul: I won't lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phantom: You leave from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raul: Fine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Find the rest of Devil Take the Hindmost &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/devil-take-the-hindmost-lyrics-andrew-lloyd-webber.html"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt;The music is not uploaded yet... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;LESSON: Never marry the guy with girly hair. He will turn into a gambling drunkard and make a bet with his enemy (The one you should have married) on your choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Fleck:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It's a funhouse where the mirrors all reflect what's real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Fleck and Gangle:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;And reality's as twisted as the mirrors reveal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;But the fun is finding out what the mirrors show...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;I wrote this from memory, so I don't have a site... but you can listen to it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xT8pGV55E4I"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Gustave: Mother, please&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;What a dream&lt;br /&gt;An awful dream&lt;br /&gt;Someone strange and mad&lt;br /&gt;Seething me and drowning me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine: Shh, Gustave, it's alright.&lt;br /&gt;Come and meet&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phantom: Welcome to my world&lt;br /&gt;My friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine: Gustave, this is Mr. Y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gustave: This place is yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phantom: Every inch of it&lt;br /&gt;Tell me where you'd like to go&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you'd like to see&lt;br /&gt;I can grant any wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gustave: Could you show me&lt;br /&gt;If you please&lt;br /&gt;All the island's mysteries&lt;br /&gt;All that's strange&lt;br /&gt;And wild and dark&lt;br /&gt;In the shadows of the park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phantom: You shall see it all tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I promise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine: Back to sleep now, Gustave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gustave: Yes, mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;That is the whole song, no need for a lyrics link. How about &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jnZIz_luyac&amp;amp;feature=channel"&gt;the song?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;LESSON: This makes no sense. Why would Christine bring her son to The Phantom when he has a nightmare. I don't know at all, but maaan, now I wish I was Gustave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Note: Hopefully I will add more, but @ the moment I can't find any more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;PLEASE LISTEN TO &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8s6zwIQ_4ug&amp;amp;feature=channel"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt;: The first case of beautiful insanity here and I just love the singer! (No, not the lady with the French accent, the ghostly singing girl. Frenchy is Madame Giry. Ghostie is Fleck, my fave &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-3879477793149203276?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/3879477793149203276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/04/lessons-from-lyrics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/3879477793149203276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/3879477793149203276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/04/lessons-from-lyrics.html' title='Lessons from lyrics...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-7911424172933196847</id><published>2010-03-30T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T12:33:23.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sick...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Read the title. I'm sick... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I have no idea how I got sick, but I am really nauseated... And I can't get to sleep. Well, how about some lyrics?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Let's play a game. This game will show me how many people read this blog. (I think none, but you never know!) Guess the titles and singer(s) of the songs from the lyrics I post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;1) But I can't swim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;That one was a little hard, so here's a longer one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;2)I'll find response in new ways, though I haven't slept in two days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;'cause cold nostalgia chills me to the bone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;3)Pictures framing up the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Your taunting smirk behind the glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This museum full of ash; one a tickle, now a rash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;4)And I'm thinking what a mess we're in, hard to know where to begin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;If i could slip the sickly ties that earthly man has made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;And now every mother can choose the color of her child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;that's not nature's way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Stars fading but I linger on, dear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Still craving your kiss&lt;br /&gt;I'm longing to linger till dawn, dear&lt;br /&gt;Just saying this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Whoever gets all of these right, gets a prize. Maybe. Probably.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-7911424172933196847?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/7911424172933196847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-sick.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/7911424172933196847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/7911424172933196847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-sick.html' title='I&apos;m sick...'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-4352882741257926237</id><published>2010-03-25T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T20:32:19.715-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Never Dies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picnik'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='present'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='andrew lloyd webber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obsession'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links'/><title type='text'>Obsession with photo editing.</title><content type='html'>I recently began to use the Picnik app of facebook. I am obsessed. Very. Very. Obsessed.&lt;div&gt;And most of the pictures I do are devotions to Love Never Dies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it just annoys me because I can't hear one song ans I want to so badly! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, as soon as my dad will give me the money he owes me (he cashed in a check for me), I will buy the deluxe edition of the CD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you want to give me a gift for no apparent reason, please do... :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Never-Deluxe-Andrew-Lloyd-Webber/dp/B002S0OBN2/ref=cm_cr_pr_product_top"&gt;http://www.amazon.com/Never-Deluxe-Andrew-Lloyd-Webber/dp/B002S0OBN2/ref=cm_cr_pr_product_top&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-4352882741257926237?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/4352882741257926237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/03/obsession-with-photo-editing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/4352882741257926237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/4352882741257926237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/03/obsession-with-photo-editing.html' title='Obsession with photo editing.'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-5415155618272086584</id><published>2010-03-21T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T22:36:57.897-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Score'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Never Dies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='andrew lloyd webber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turkish Van'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Otto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piano'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new york'/><title type='text'>Andrew, Andrew, Andrew....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;"The &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daily_Mail" title="Daily Mail" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 43, 184); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Daily Mail&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; announced in May 2007 that the sequel [to the Phantom of the Opera] was temporarily delayed when Lloyd Webber's six-month-old cat Otto, a rare-breed &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Turkish_Van" title="Turkish Van" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 43, 184); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Turkish Van&lt;/a&gt;, climbed onto Webber's &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clavinova" title="Clavinova" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 43, 184); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Clavinova&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Digital_piano" title="Digital piano" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 43, 184); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;digital piano&lt;/a&gt; and managed to delete the entire score. Lloyd Webber was unable to recover any of it from the instrument, but was eventually able to reconstruct the score."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Wow.... Maybe that's why the whole thing turned out half insane!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Well, as a big phan of the movie (And I'm seeing the play next month!) I am naturally excited to see Love Never Dies and am hoping it will come to New York soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-5415155618272086584?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/5415155618272086584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/03/andrew-andrew-andrew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/5415155618272086584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/5415155618272086584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/03/andrew-andrew-andrew.html' title='Andrew, Andrew, Andrew....'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-1825765318267116226</id><published>2010-03-21T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T22:08:11.592-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excuses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ned and jane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suckish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='andrew lloyd webber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apologizing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gustave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coney island'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erik'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zombies'/><title type='text'>I forgot.</title><content type='html'>My habits have come to haunt me. So many things have come up, schoolwork (I got ANOTHER C on my report card... ):), Birthdays, Childhood friends being totally SUCKISH and knowing that I wanted to see a certain movie with them in IMAX even though I have already seen it and she hasn't but then I found out that she went with someone VERY annoying without telling me but at least she didn't go with her B*^*(%%YS(^T of a friend that ruined her, Birthdays, Photo shoots with my sister, Suckish childhood friends (Same one!), Andrew Lloyd Webber TOTALLY ruining Meg and turning her insane and not having Erik cry at the ending....&lt;div&gt;Yeah, just all of that.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I'm sorry. Please forgive me again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nedandjane.com/index.php"&gt;http://www.nedandjane.com/index.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.loveneverdies.com/"&gt;http://www.loveneverdies.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-1825765318267116226?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/1825765318267116226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-forgot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/1825765318267116226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/1825765318267116226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-forgot.html' title='I forgot.'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-6724719326640801455</id><published>2010-03-09T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T19:07:31.181-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costumes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gamblerrr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANNNNNNNNDNDNDNNDNDNNDNDD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alice in Wonderland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tim Burton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dolls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESSSSPPLODE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dancers'/><title type='text'>Friday... Ohmigosh.... ANNNDND....</title><content type='html'>hello!&lt;div&gt;Well, I am totally FREAKING OUT!!!!! Friday is my school play! So happy! Well we are doing Guys and Dolls! Haha! I'm a Hot Box Girl! I get to dance and be cute! Buuut- our costumes TOTALLY SUCK!!!! But I feel bad for some girls-they have to be gamblers the whole time!!!! But they also get to be in a dance with SMOKE MACHINES and BLUE lighting!!!! :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANNNNDDNDNNDNDND...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Friday i saw Alice in Wonderland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I officially call myyyyself Burton's Child now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On more good movie by him and I'm gonna ESSSSPPLODE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-6724719326640801455?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/6724719326640801455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/03/friday-ohmigosh-annndnd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/6724719326640801455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/6724719326640801455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/03/friday-ohmigosh-annndnd.html' title='Friday... Ohmigosh.... ANNNDND....'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-5026495963832387098</id><published>2010-03-02T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T14:49:21.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short message.</title><content type='html'>Well, I don't have much to say, really. I just am trying to get in to the habit of posting regularly. Today I had play practice... It was fun... Well, like I said, that's it.&lt;div&gt;Goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144533165991952691-5026495963832387098?l=thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/feeds/5026495963832387098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/03/short-message.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/5026495963832387098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144533165991952691/posts/default/5026495963832387098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelltalesigns.blogspot.com/2010/03/short-message.html' title='Short message.'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14931037348860583146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oCbHa3cZYfw/S4ks-SejtNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFOaA17cQC4/S220/ippeigyouburobotgirl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144533165991952691.post-6239778761493046523</id><published>2010-02-28T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T09:16:38.410-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turn-offs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hello'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tim Burton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salutations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pets'/><title type='text'>Hi...!</title><content type='html'>Hello, my dear... Strangers...&lt;div&gt;Well, I have had a blog before and it did not turn out very well. so here is a new one. let me tell you a little bit about me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Favorites:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Favorite colors: Black, Pink, Red, Blue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Favorite Animal: Lolrus, Walrus, Kitten, Unicorn, Squid, Pigeons....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Favorite Song: Hmmmm.... Maybe Cave In....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Favorite Book(s): Kiki Strike Series, Beatrix Potter Anything, most anything by Edward Gorey, Uglies Series, Poppy Series, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Movies?: The Box, The Notebook,The Princess and the Frog, The Little Mermaid 1,2, and 3, and much more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Letter.: Q&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Least Favorite:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Color:Mustard Yellow.... Yuck...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Animal: Hogs, Spiders, Rabid Things....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Song: UGHHHHHH! HATE REPLAY!!!! HATEHATEHATEIT! AND MILEY CYRUS!!!! GRRRRRR! AND DOWN AND ALL THOSE STUPID SONGS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Books: My side of the Mountain, Hatchet, Pre-Algebra (Yes... My Math Textbook), TWILIGHTTWILIGHTTWILIGHT!!!!! HATEITHATEITHATEITHATEITHATEIT!!!!!!!!!!!! RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Movies: Twilight, New Moon, all the other Movies to come from that series.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What Pets do I have?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A purple Beta, Boris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A seal point ragdoll cat, Willow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A white Mutt, Muffy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A brown/grayish black yorkie, Windy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An Amazon Orange Winged Parrot, Petey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A blue Parrotlet, Sparkle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A blue/white Parakeet, Loretta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Tan and Really fluffy hamster (who is evil!!! She FREAKING HISSES!), Fawn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A White (Duh!) Sheep, Milo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many assorted breed and colors of chickens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A brown common rabbit, Peter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And My sister owns two sugar gliders, Maxie (the obese one), and Willa (The anorexic one)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Tim Burton By the way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also have a deviantart, so send me a message! 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